The distance between the two of them was now twenty meters. As the Desolate Steel Beast did not dodge much, its energy shield was severely weakened. Even though the energy shield was thicker, it could not withstand such a consumption. Russell liked such an "honest" opponent. Go ahead, I can definitely beat you up like a dog when you're right in front of me!
Boom …
Another shot. The Desolate Steel Beast still … did not dodge …
Are all Ghanaians so amusing?
Suddenly, the Desolate Steel Beast let out a roar and the huge mech shot out like a cannonball.
This is …
Russell watched helplessly as the huge mecha charged at him at an unbelievable speed. He subconsciously raised his shield …
But at this moment, it seemed so fragile.
Boom …
The ground cracked, and Russell felt as if he had been hit by a cannonball. Although his energy shield was activated, he still felt as if his internal organs had been shattered. Just one blow had reduced his energy shield to 30%.
He forcefully bit the tip of his tongue to wake himself up, but the Desolate Steel Beast had already leapt into the air. It grabbed the Buddha Ninth in midair and slammed it towards the ground.
Poof …
Rumble rumble rumble …
A huge crater appeared on the ground, and gravel flew into the sky.
After a while, the laughter of the Caucans could be heard. "You're so weak, yet you still came to participate in the IG. Go home and drink milk, little friend."
The Ghanaians won the first battle.
The paramedics rushed to the scene, but they were stunned by what they saw. The Buddha battleship had been smashed into pieces, and Russell had died on the spot. There was no need to save him at this point.
The Desolate Steel Beast suddenly walked towards the paramedics. The paramedics were so frightened that they hurriedly retreated. The laughter of the Caucans came from the mech. The aliens from the Ghana team also laughed. Humans were really timid.
From the start of the IG, there were more light injuries and not many deaths. The opponent had obviously done this on purpose. Although they had complete control of the situation, they still tried to kill.
Adams smiled indifferently. Although he was human, he was born in Ghana, a place where people could eat other people. Of course, if you had a good appetite, you could also try other things. Life and death was a very normal thing. If these children did not even have this mentality, how dare they come?
"Hehe, Captain Clark, don't be angry. Anger will interfere with your judgment," Adams said.
Clark forced himself to calm down. "Si Jie, I'll leave the second round to you!"
"Yes, Captain!"
Si Jie stood up, his eyes filled with rage. He wanted to avenge his brother!
"Calm down, don't be fooled by your opponent!"
"Understood!"
Adams smiled and pointed at Leandre, who was eager to give it a try. The Naga could not sit still any longer. His big tail kept moving. He looked at Jesse, who was on the stage, and swallowed his saliva. Hunting interesting prey was the power and glory of a warrior.
Leander did not take his opponent seriously at all. Most aliens did not think as much as humans did. They were more willing to believe in pure strength. Of course, this was also when they felt that their opponent was a lamb.
Leander had chosen the Naga's special mech, the Scorpion mech, a beast-type mech … perhaps it should be called an insect-type mech, a very rare model. It had excellent mobility and could adapt to all kinds of environments. It had two special pincers, allowing it to fight hand-to-hand. At the same time, it was also a laser gun. Its tail was like a whip, able to attack and defend, but only the Naga could operate it, because they had such a powerful tail.
Just a few minutes into the match, it had become a one-sided one. Leander was like a monster playing with his prey, pincer after pincer sweeping out. That tail was even more fatal, impossible to defend against. Si Jie was beaten until he almost fell, his ears filled with his opponent's monstrous screams.
The infuriated Si Jie could not hold back his anger. His opponent was humiliating him. He rushed up in anger, but just as he was in mid-air, his chest was pierced through. The tail of the Scorpio mech was made of titanium, and it pierced through the cockpit directly. Following that, it was thrown out like a piece of trash.
Only Leander's ear-piercing screams could be heard from outside.
The arena was silent, only the trembling of the Caragal people could be heard. If it had been a stalemate, life or death would have been inevitable, but this was clearly intentional. But there was no other way. Therefore, entering the top 16 was not necessarily a good thing, and being eliminated was not necessarily a bad thing.
Life to enter, but not life to enjoy.
The Arbiters could not stand it anymore. "I hope I don't meet them, or else I'll make their lives worse than death," Olivios said lightly.
The Arbiters did not care about the life or death of the weak, but they hated it when people dared to show off in front of them. Didn't you know that showing off was the Arbiters' specialty?
Anger and morale were lost. The Ghanaians were indeed strong, not just in their bodies, but also in their mecha. Caragal was a team, and their willpower was strong. Their skills were well-rounded, but this was the top eight, and just being well-rounded was not enough.
"Looks like Max's luck is over." Achilles sighed softly.
"Wrong tactics. Too conservative." Wang Zheng nodded. Enemies met on a narrow path, and the courageous would win.
Against such violent types, the Caragal people's physical fitness and skills could not defend against them. Going all out was acceptable.
"Trash." Lear snorted.
It was unknown whether he was referring to the Caragal people or the Ghanaians, but the Ghanaian Star had successfully roused the anger of the humans.
Pity was something that a warrior would never need.
It was Max's turn for the third match. As the strongest member of the Caragal Republic team, Max had indeed created a miracle, leading the team into the top 16. But in just two matches, two of the team's most precious teammates had died.
The Caragal Empire did not have as many geniuses as other countries. They had nurtured them for many years to get to where they were today. The people in the team ate together, trained together, and fought together. They were not blood brothers, but they were better than blood brothers. That was why they were where they were today. But the laughter seemed like yesterday, all gone.
This vengeance must be avenged.
But Adams did not give Max the chance. He did not go up. The Ghanaians were undoubtedly barbaric, but the problem was that he was a Ghanaian. Humans who survived in such an environment were the most cunning. He had the intelligence of a human, but not the impulsiveness and weakness of a human. That was why he could become the Ghanaian captain.
Face?
What a joke. That had no meaning at all.
Max had been matched up. He had destroyed one of the opponent's substitutes. He should have held it in, but the tragic deaths of Russell and Scott had made him lose his cool.
Perhaps Max was too inexperienced, or perhaps the Ghanaians were too strong. The Ghanaians easily swept the next two matches. Fortunately, the Caragal members were only seriously injured. Adams had obviously been merciful. The reason he had not killed them was because it was not the right time. They had already won the match, and there was no need to waste any more energy on emotions.
The Caragal team, who had been very lucky along the way, had suffered a crushing defeat of 1: 4, and had lost two of their top players. This was an unbearable blow for the Caragal Republic.
But if one did not experience such things, one would never grow. Running away was not the way of a warrior.
The previous victories had left the Caragal team unprepared, and they had neglected the cruelty of IG. For the Ghanaian team, this was an insignificant victory, nothing to celebrate. The Ghanaian Star was the first to enter the top eight.
But what they did not notice was the gazes of the Aslan, Arbiter, and Solar System Federation teams.
After the morning match, the grudge between the Caragal Republic and the Ghanaian Star had been forged.
After the noon break, the afternoon match began. The Gemini Star team against the Sirius Star team.
They had thought that Max and the rest would leave. After all, it was sad to stay a little longer. But the Caragal members had all arrived, except for the injured.
The pain in their eyes had not faded, but they had to face it. Only by facing defeat and pain could they win. This was how the Caragal Republic had grown from a weak country to where it was today.
They had a endurance that others could not bear.
Many times, Wang Zheng felt that he had this tendency, but in reality, it was not. After the Primordial Regression Technique had entered the second stage, it had stabilized. His daily training had not been neglected, and it had already become a habit. Not only him, but Lear and the rest were the same. If they could make it to the IG this time around, it would undoubtedly be of great benefit to them. The advancement of one's level often required the impact of emotions, anger, and desire. Desire, ambition, and so on. The stronger, the better.
For Max, this defeat was indeed tragic, but it was a blessing in disguise. Perhaps one day, this experience would allow him to achieve great things.
Everyone present was too young. As long as they were alive, there was hope. At least he was still alive.
Wang Zheng felt someone looking at him. Turning back, he saw the Atlantean prince looking at him like a curious baby. Wang Zheng smiled slightly, and the prince smiled brightly as well.
Wang Zheng did not have many feelings for Atlantis, just that it was mysterious and powerful. He was also a little curious. The Phantom King was indeed a miracle. Such transformations, the perfect unity of man, mech, and energy.
While their battle power seemed about the same, humanity still needed a big step forward. In this aspect, Aslan was probably ahead of everyone.
The Gemini battle team versus the Sirius battle team.
On one side … they were indeed a little short. The Gemini battle team's general gravity was higher, and other reasons had led to great changes in their genes over the centuries. Some people jokingly called them the aliens of humanity. Their average height was more than 1.5 meters, and 1.6 meters was considered tall. But the Gemini people had strong bones and infinite strength. They were rather terrifying, and could be said to be the upgraded version of the Norton Star. Hence, the Norton Star was suitable for heavy mech warriors, while the Gemini people were suitable for heavy mech generals.
The Sirius Star was tall and mighty. With the blood of the Wolf God, they were incomparably valiant. The Sirius Star was also a country that no one dared to provoke. They had unusually tough combat qualities, and the Sirius Star had never been as crazy as a captive.
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