Arriving at the mech battle room again, Wang Zheng rushed in impatiently. Even the lower-end mech room was quite impressive. Most importantly, Aslan's simulation training system was comparable to actual combat, and there was no need to hold back. He could unleash his attack power without worry.
Admittedly, the Maca Tiger was very reliable. The mech he had gotten was quite useful, and he immediately obtained access rights.
It was not as bad as Chi Muye had said. Student access rights were divided into five levels, and the one Wang Zheng had was level two. It was not the worst.
The mech training ground was huge. There were many of the same type of mech, and at the same time, a huge variety of mecha had to be taken into account. What Wang Zheng saw now was just the tip of the iceberg, a part of the mech training ground.
The Aslan Royal College had indeed spared no effort in hardware facilities. In Aslan's words, perhaps there would never be a difference in software, but hardware was something that could be achieved, so why not?
That was the tone of the rich.
But … d * mn, did it have to be so popular? Wang Zheng was just getting ready to have a good time, but then he realized that there were so many people with the same mindset in this world.
Apart from classroom use, everything else was freely used according to one's access rights. There were also all sorts of priority rights mixed in. Damn, what kind of day was this?
Almost all the training rooms were full, especially those with lower access rights. This was a scam.
After a round, he finally saw the door of a training room open. Wang Zheng rushed in like an arrow, and the guy glanced at Wang Zheng. "Go to the toilet. Wait patiently!"
Damn, Wang Zheng was helpless. Luckily, Wang Zheng was quick-witted. He opened his Skylink and connected to the system, searching for unpopular mecha. He did not believe that all mecha were being used.
It was a pity that there were no Wargod No. 1 or Hercules here. Simply put, Aslan did not use mecha that were too low-end or obsolete.
In Aslan's mecha philosophy, people were important, and mecha were equally important. Wasting time on inferior mecha was also disrespectful to the pilot.
From start to finish, it was an elite philosophy.
Very quickly, Wang Zheng found an empty mech. It was Arbiter's Overlord mech. This mech's level was not low, but it was classified as a second level mech. Moreover, no one was using it. It was probably because of Arbiter's poor reputation in Aslan.
Wang Zheng immediately rushed over according to the map. Rub rub rub. He was excited.
A genuine Overlord mech!
Looking at the Overlord mech that was slightly larger than the average mech, Wang Zheng was also a little excited. This sense of realism was something that could not be brought about in CT. When a person had sufficient operating strength, they would definitely pursue a challenge. Only then could their heart beat faster.
After touching it a few times and getting a feel of it, Wang Zheng entered the cockpit.
This feeling, this level of comfort, the Arbiters were rather dumb, but their mecha were really not bad.
He did not know how to approach the things related to Ability X that Xie Yuxin had mentioned, but at least he could use this period of time to understand more about mecha.
In actual combat, it would be even better to understand the hard data of this type of mecha.
"Student 12122, do you want to fight?"
"Yes."
Wang Zheng was a little depressed. This was the good number that Chi Muye was talking about …
Once he used the real Overlord mech, he would feel that the endurance of his muscles had increased. This type of mech was indeed quite violent, but the operating burden was also greater than that of the average mech, and this feeling was often not experienced in CT.
The huge shield was polished quite exquisitely. There were threads on the edges, obviously to increase the rotation. The smooth curve of the surface could be said to be art. The center of gravity of the mech was stable, but it also ensured a certain degree of assault. The hooked spear in his hand felt very comfortable to the touch. It was so detailed that the threads gave the pilot greater maneuverability.
This type of mech was actually considered a swingman. Different ways of understanding it would bring about completely different effects.
Among the 18 types of weapons, the long spear was also a part that required a considerable amount of training time. The various ways of using it were endless and varied.
The real could never be replaced by the virtual. In CT, Wang Zheng would at most use some tricks, but this kind of mastery was a completely different situation.
The designer of this mech had put in a lot of thought. For a weapon master, this was a work of art.
Shield!
The use of the shield was also quite broad. It seemed to be for defense, but it could also be used for offense. Basically, the Overlord had considered this point. For example, its Sky Rocket Cannon function, but it was still too child's play. Any rough and simple methods could only be scratched the surface.
The long spear was a good thing. It was made very exquisitely. For those who were good at using the long spear, it could be used to their fullest potential. It was a pity that the Arbiters were very talented in war, but it was still only on the surface.
In the training room, the Overlord mech was motionless, as if it had gone mad, causing the system to issue a notification.
"School 12122, please do not waste public resources. After 30 seconds, if there is no action, the system will automatically exit the training. Thank you."
Twenty-nine … twenty-eight … twenty-seven …
Every sound seemed to have a certain rhythm. It had to be said that the current mech was like an ancient weapon. When it fell into the hands of a warrior, there would indeed be a wonderful change.
The user of Atlantis' Phantom King was not Wang Zheng. He was more like a bystander. But now it was different. He had personally experienced something different.
Eight … Seven … Six …
With the sound of ticking, the Overlord mech roared. Suddenly, it took a step forward. The shield rushed horizontally, domineering to the sky. The long spear struck out like a ghost. After a turn, it was like a dragon soaring into the sky. The momentum was unparalleled.
Ta ta ta ta ta …
The incomparably rhythmic rhythm was like a majestic and impassioned war march. The spear and the giant shield alternated between attack and defense, and the seemingly ordinary but unfathomable steps under his feet made people feel like they were in a painting.
Time had lost its meaning. Wang Zheng was completely immersed in it. This was the passion that he wanted, the heat that he wanted, the mech that he wanted!
After a very fierce set of attacks, Wang Zheng's body was also sweating. He was quite excited, and his condition was at its best. After a warm up, this was the feeling, a vigorous battle.
Wang Zheng opened the selection menu and entered the real-time anonymous battle mode. The standard of Aslan should not be ordinary. There was a series of challenge lists. Wang Zheng randomly chose one, because this person's name was very domineering – Lonely Expert.
Lonely Expert. It should be a master.
This was not CT. The person who dared to use such a name was naturally a master. The vice president of the Fencing Club, Honduras.
Fencing was a recognized noble sport in many empires. Only those who had both speed and reflexes could master it.
Honduras had only put up a challenge. He did not need to be anonymous, but he welcomed people he knew to challenge him. However, there were disadvantages to not being anonymous. The masters did not come, and the random opponents were too lousy. Did he have to make an open challenge every time?
In the Aslan Royal College, people with a little bit of status took challenges seriously. They would not randomly fight. Sometimes, they would rather be anonymous.
After waiting for a long time without any response, Honduras was ready to leave. Suddenly, he received an anonymous call …
Damn, which idiot wanted to try his luck and become famous? Looking at the time, since he was already here, he might as well do it.
"Buddy, time to teach the newbie a lesson!"
There was only one type of mech that Honduras was best at. Aslan's Imperial Wind Swordsman. In fact, this type of mech was more suitable for female pilots. It was flexible and light, but many people with a background in fencing liked this type of mech. It could bring out the biting cold attacks of swordsmanship.
Of all the military strategies, fencing was the best!
Wang Zheng was a little obsessed. The opponent's mech was clearly very similar to the Brightmoon, but from a neutral point of view, it was an assassin-type mech that focused on agility and attack speed.
Honduras saw that the opponent was using the Overlord, and did not know whether to laugh or cry. Which idiot from Arbiter dared to use the Overlord to challenge him? This was a classic example of someone who had taken the wrong medicine.
Using the Imperial Wind Swordsman to fight the Overlord was no challenge at all. It would crush you to death!
Ten seconds to finish the battle.
"Eh … someone is challenging Honduras."
"Wow, who's so awesome to use the Overlord to challenge the Imperial Wind Swordsman? Did this guy take the Pill of Strength?"
"Most likely he's broken up and looking for trouble."
"How boring. I'll finish the battle in one minute at most."
"F * ck, do you think Honduras is crippled? Half a minute is enough."
Wang Zheng was enjoying his current state. Everything in the outside world had nothing to do with him. It was as if he and the mech had become one.
The silver mech on the other side rushed over at lightning speed. Its steps were simple and swift. From the way it charged, it was a hundred percent going to use the Leap Slash.
It was an exquisite attack that had been repeatedly trained.
The Overlord moved, raising its shield. Just as everyone had expected, against the swift Imperial Wind Swordsman, it used passive defense. This …
That was why the Overlord was often called a tortoise shell.
However, at this moment, the Overlord moved horizontally. From raising its shield to swaying, it was a psychological cue to tell the opponent that his attack was correct.
However, with a misstep, the Overlord struck out with its spear.
Shing …
The Imperial Wind Swordsman was pierced and lifted up!
A few of the spectating students stopped chatting. This … this … f * ck, what is this? How is this possible!!!
Rumble …
Anonymous win!
Five seconds, only five seconds!!!
Honduras' mech was destroyed in one hit!
GOD!
In that instant, Honduras felt the danger. This was a premonition that came from long years of training. However, he did not know what the problem was. By the time he reacted, it was already over.
Raising the shield and swaying it, a sideways attack. This control, this judgment, it was perfect. It could be said that Honduras was completely seen through.
Who was this!
An expert from Arbiter had appeared???
But with the defense of the Imperial Wind Swordsman, how could it be pierced by a spear???
Even without the shield, it was not possible.
That was more like it. What was going on?
"What did you say? Honduras was killed in one hit? Who from Arbiter?"
"A nobody? Impossible, the Arbiters have never been anonymous! "
"Pierced in one hit? How is that possible? Do you think Aslan's mecha are made of paper?"
A normal shot, even with full force, was most likely to send the opponent flying, not piercing through. The lethality was completely different.
But in that instant, the spear and shield brushed against each other. The sound was not loud, but the force was full. In the circle, the force was completely controlled.
Stride, 90 degrees turn, a spiral attack!
This was the most lethal spear technique, the penetrating strike!
Student Wang Zheng has started the rhythm of Aslan's mecha masters. The finals are about to begin. What a dilemma. But for the sake of writing, I decided to watch the broadcast. I feel that Heat is going to win. Parker is injured. I really don't know why so many people in America are still optimistic about the Spurs. Could it be that they are accumulating luck? Next update tomorrow at noon. Back to normal. Thank you for the monthly votes!)
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