The 5 days of rest and reorganization passed in the blink of an eye. The defeated squadrons had already been forgotten, with only the remaining 16 squadrons in the audience's eyes. The schedule for the 8 matches was no longer as tight as before, with one in the morning and one in the afternoon every day. As long as the audience was willing, they could completely not miss out on any of the spectacular showdowns. At this stage of the CHF, the CHF had already turned into a hand-to-hand fight. Naturally, the Federation would also receive massive benefits from the various live broadcasts. In this era, the jobs of ordinary people were extremely heavy and boring, with some of them being extremely dangerous. Without a doubt, such a competition would provide everyone with an opportunity to vent their frustrations, causing the spending in the various large cities of the Federation to increase by several times.
The 7 S ranked squadrons representing the aristocratic families, as well as the 9 rising stars representing the commoners and parliament, formed 2 distinct factions in the round-of-16. On the surface, it appeared to be 7: 9, with the commoners and parliament gaining the upper hand, changing the ruling structure of the aristocratic families, displaying the new era's atmosphere of a hundred flowers contending for supremacy. This had also caused the commoners to feel much more excitement. After all, the 10 great families had monopolized the CHF in the past, and after watching for a long time, they were looking forward to seeing new changes.
However, frankly speaking, Tianjing's individual strength stood at the top, though their overall strength was slightly inferior. Giant God Peak's overall strength was tyrannical, though they lacked an iconic trump card. Although the Blazing Angels were valiant in group battles, they were slightly lacking in individual duels. The other squadrons were more or less the same, with each having their own flaws. Even though they could barely be considered as S ranked squadrons, they were the same as the eliminated Zhao Family and Bella Dean, in that they had obvious weaknesses that could be exploited.
What's more, there were originally only 10 aristocratic families, while there were over 400 squadrons participating in this CHF. If they were to compare the elimination rate, the commoners and the parliament basically didn't even have the qualifications to be mentioned in the same breath. Including the so-called predicted rankings released by the parliament officials, the aristocratic families had a firm grasp on the top 6 spots, and still had absolute control over the overall situation of the CHF.
Naturally, all of this was just data, as those S ranked squadrons that had yet to display their full strength weren't the only ones.
This round was the most direct clash between the aristocratic families and the commoner squadrons. Would the aristocratic families have more people, or the commoner squadrons? Who would be able to squeeze out whose living space?
The first match of the first day.
On the night before the start of the CHF, a sizable portion of fans had already gathered outside the stadium. On the day of the start of the CHF, the stadium was exceedingly lively. At the start of the CHF, the Skylink had already broken the previous record of 10.97 million viewers, which was set by the Tianjing squadron. After all, there were so many matches that were being held simultaneously, allowing the audience to choose which matches to watch.
The television station started to broadcast the promotional footage and interview recordings of the match. As the specially invited commentators for the quarterfinals, Ruo Zhi and Little Yu had already started to analyse the upcoming match on Skylink, stirring up the emotions of the audience and warming up the atmosphere before the match. It was said that the Wind God had cried like a girl when he was brought away by the organizing committee.
"Brother Zhi, as expected of the round-of-16! It's extraordinarily lively! Many participants have arrived, such as our popular Tianjing squadron!" Chen Yu 'er had a very good impression of Tianjing. After all, they were All Mouthy King. Who would have thought that he, who had shaken the heavens and earth in the OP, would still be so mighty in the CHF?
With a smile, Ruo Zhi replied, "That's only natural. The round-of-16 will be able to obtain more information. To Tianjing, this is a rare opportunity for them to obtain first-hand information."
However, Ruo Zhi was actually trying to say that Tianjing's background was insufficient. That's because S + ranked squadrons like Stuart wouldn't care too much about the round-of-16, as they had already obtained all the information they could obtain from the round-of-16. Naturally, he also knew about the secret contest between the Parliament and aristocratic families. However, he was just a small commentator, and all he needed to do was to do what he needed to do. If a slightly famous squadron like Wind God wanted to get involved, they would definitely be crushed.
Heaven's Fate squadron VS Mammoth squadron!
"Being one of the 4 S + ranked super seeded squadrons, the Heaven's Fate Academy undoubtedly possess the strength to contend for the championship. However, their opponent, the Mammoth squadron, absolutely cannot be underestimated. In the round-of-16, even if it's an S + ranked squadron, I'm afraid that it'll be hard for a one-sided battle to occur again."
"That's right. Possessing the bloodline of the Golden Mammoth, the Mammoth squadron hails from the scorching hot equatorial Giant Elephant City. Standing at over 2 metres in height, this is a squadron formed by super heavy soldiers. Their individual strength is rather tyrannical, and they're one of the few squadrons that didn't engage in group battles in the previous 3 rounds of the CHF. They're one of the few squadrons that didn't engage in group battles, and were able to easily obtain victory in individual duels."
"Today will be a fierce battle between tigers and dragons. With a heavy soldier formation of the same colour, one can imagine their might in group battles. Although the combination of the occupations of the same colour is lacking in variety, they are able to maximize their superiority to the limit. In the previous CHF's, there have been many squadrons with such an extreme formation, with all of them being able to obtain rather good results. Targeted group battles are their forte! "
"That's right. Faced against the Heaven's Fate Academy, who have reached the apex of strength, the Mammoth squadron's crux lies in how to drag this match into the group battle phase. Their unique formation might be able to create a lot of trouble for the Heaven's Fate Academy during the group battle phase."
"Naturally, there's also the possibility of them being eliminated by the Heaven's Fate Academy before the group battle phase."
"Does no one think that the Mammoth squadron will be able to eliminate the Heaven's Fate Academy before the group battle phase?"
"Brother, you're not awake yet, right?"
"Look, both parties have appeared on stage. The Heaven's Fate squadron's formation is always so conventional. Even their expressions are so formulaic, with their unchanging relaxed and calm expressions. Naturally, there's also our Napier Mo, who's always maintaining a radiant smile on his face."
"The members of the Mammoth squadron appear to be much more serious. The Mammoth squadron, who have maintained absolute confidence in every single match, looks like they're feeling the pressure from the Heaven's Fate squadron."
The fans and supporters of the Heaven's Fate squadron occupied the majority of the viewing gallery, with their deafening cheers ringing out. Compared to them, the Mammoth squadron's supporters were clearly much fewer, with their cheers and support being greatly inferior.
The members of the various great squadrons had all arrived, with a considerable amount of attention being paid to the first match of the round-of-16. Wang Zhong and the other members of the Tianjing squadron were also present.
Frankly speaking, every match that he watched was one less match to watch. Wang Zhong was extremely interested in every single one of them.
At this moment, what Tianjing lacked the most was a detailed understanding of these S ranked squadrons. The level of their earlier matches weren't high enough to force them to reveal their trump cards. However, in the round-of-16, even S + ranked squadrons could forget about obtaining an easy victory. Furthermore, regardless of the rankings given by the officials, they were just strength on paper. In a genuine clash between strong squadrons, victory or defeat would only be known after a fight.
The atmosphere in the stadium was clearly infecting the participants. This was one of the advantages that powerful squadrons possessed, something that was unavoidable. The waves of cheers for the Heaven's Fate squadron grew louder and louder, all the way until Mo Xingchen's figure appeared on the large screens in the viewing gallery. This immediately ignited the most fervent passion of the Heaven's Fate fans.
The match officially began.
Mammoth's first representative was their vice-captain, Kupata. With a height of 2.3 metres, he could be considered to be extremely tall and sturdy amongst heavy soldiers. However, what attracted people more was the outline of his muscles and his tanned skin.
Ordinary people with a height of 2.3 metres would be able to develop thick and sturdy muscles after undergoing arduous training. However, it would be extremely difficult for them to possess such a fluid and streamlined appearance. It was impossible to have both the fish and the bear's paw at the same time, causing people to feel as though they were made of stone. However, Kupata's muscles were rather perfect. Coupled with his physique, he appeared just like a robust man with a height of 1.8 metres from afar. His tanned skin appeared even more translucent, appearing just like a set of armour covering his body. While brimming with power, he did not give off the slightest feeling of clumsiness.
The Heaven's Fate squadron sent up Mo Ling.
Sending up one of the 3 great summoning masters for the first duel, the Heaven's Fate squadron had given their opponents sufficient respect and attention. When Mo Ling walked up the stage, the thunderous cheers in the stadium instantly drowned out everything else.
"Against Mo Ling, Kupata feels that there's still a certain disparity between his strength and fame. However, I personally feel that there's still some suspense in this duel."
"Both of them are all-rounded soldiers. Kupata is more inclined towards strength. If he makes good use of his advantages, he might be able to create a miracle."
"That's right. Being the vice-captain of the Mammoth duo, he's definitely one of the most important mainstays of the squadron. In the previous 3 matches, he's maintained a complete victory record. Furthermore, he's defeated his opponents in a rather clean manner. We believe that he has the strength to put up a fight against Mo Ling!"
On the stage, Kupata had a rather solemn expression on his face. Frankly speaking, Mammoth's goal for today was to enter the group battle phase. The Heaven's Fate Academy had placed too much emphasis on their opponent's characteristics. It wasn't that they hadn't considered giving up on the first duel. However, in the end, they had given up on such a plan. Hailing from the Giant Elephant City, one of the most vile living environments on the equator, the soldiers with the Mammoth bloodline were prideful and conceited. Speaking of defeat before even fighting wasn't suitable for their character, nor was it suitable for raising the morale of their squadron. Even if they were to lose, they wanted to lose in a spectacular fashion.
Both of them were unarmed and did not use any weapons. At the instant when the bell rang, Kupata's eyes furiously narrowed as he took the initiative to launch his attack.
Whoosh!
With just a single move, Kupata's aura was already like a rainbow. Unlike any ordinary heavy soldier or soldier, he appeared to be the perfect fusion of the two. Regardless of speed, strength or aura, he wasn't the slightest bit inferior to Mo Ling.
"Kupata's advancing! What a rather incisive pace! Unlike the absolute strength he's displayed in the previous 3 duels, this is a considerably astonishing speed! For a 2.30 metre tall fellow, such speed is simply earth-shattering! "
BANG!
A gigantic explosion rang out. In the time it took for the commentator to pour out 2 sentences, a powerful and heavy punch had already smashed into Mo Ling's chest, causing the entire stadium to fill with dust.
He actually wasn't able to evade it?
The Heaven's Fate squadron supporters were slightly surprised, causing the clamorous cheers to die down by quite a bit, replaced by the cheers of the Mammoth supporters.
That was a considerably astonishing speed and explosive power. Just from the heavy sound of the collision, one could tell exactly how powerful that punch was. It felt as though it had definitely reached the peak of 200 Grassos. Coupled with the impact formed in that instant, the destructive power of that punch would definitely not stop there!
However, even though that was the case, the cheers in the stadium only lasted for an instant.
When the dust settled down, the flickering faint green tortoise shadow behind Mo Ling disappeared in a flash. Kupata's fist was right in front of Mo Ling's chest, yet he was only able to push Mo Ling back half a step.
There wasn't the slightest bit of shock or panic present in Mo Ling's eyes, nor was there any reaction one would have after receiving such a heavy blow. At this moment, he appeared as though he had just received a punch from a little kid.
Nevertheless, there wasn't any confusion present in Kupata's eyes. Mo Ling's 4 beasts form wasn't a secret within the CHF. The tortoise form was the most suitable form for defence, and possessed top notch defensive capabilities. If not for the lack of Summoners on the Mo's List, or the unique characteristics of the Summoner occupation, Mo Ling might have been one of the 5 great heavy soldiers.
From the very beginning, he had never thought that he would be able to deal with his opponent with a single punch. Even more so, he had never thought that he would be able to do anything to his opponent with such pure strength.
Pulling his left fist back slightly, Kupata changed his fist into a palm. What appeared to be an extremely short and intense punch had suddenly erupted with a second wave of damage!
2nd Fold Force!
Barran's eyes lit up. This was the introductory move that Wang Zhong had taught him, and was also one of his killing moves. Under Kupata's control, Mo Ling was clearly much more adept and skillful than Barran, who had tempered himself a thousand times. The 2nd wave of attack was the true focal point of this move.
Pa!
However, Mo Ling had only taken a small half a step back. It seemed that there wasn't any difference between the 2nd and 1st Fold Force to him. Barran felt slightly incredulous.
The principle behind the 2nd Fold Force was to borrow the opponent's strength to resist. However, Mo Ling had only taken a small half step back in the 1st Fold Force, yet he had already completely negated his opponent's strength. It was only negating, and not resisting. Naturally, Kupata was unable to borrow any strength.
Appearing as though he had already predicted this outcome, Kupata's attacks did not stop. With a turn of his palms, he had already unleashed 18 successive palms in the blink of an eye.
Since he couldn't borrow his opponent's strength, he would just stack his own!
Fighting intent surged within Kupata's eyes.
This 18 successive palms had a slight taste of Grai's 100 Fold Force. Layer upon layer of strength surged out, one wave pushing against the other to form a superposition. In the instant that the palms were unleashed, one could already see the palm winds that were about to materialize with the naked eye! The angle and position of his attacks were crafty and swift!
BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG …
In an instant, it exploded!
"What a ferocious attack!" Ruo Zhi's voice rang out. "The Mammoth 18 Successive Palms is one of the moves that Kupata is famous for. Not only does it possess the embryonic form of ferocious strength, the power formed from the superposition of his attacks has a hint of the Mo Family's internal martial arts! What's astonishing is that Mo Ling actually didn't retaliate. Exactly what is he trying to do? From the start of the fight, he seemed to be slightly lacking in concentration. Although he has the absolute armour of his tortoise shell defence, to underestimate the killing move of the vice-captain of the top 16 squadrons, frankly speaking, doesn't seem to be the usual style of the Mo Family, and is truly unwise! Huff … "
Thump.
Before Ruo Zhi could finish his words, and before the 18 successive palms could be completed, Kupata had already been sent flying.
Unlike the green tortoise shadow that had flashed for a moment, a layer of golden tortoise light had appeared behind Mo Ling's back.
What's that? The 2nd Fold Tortoise Spirit Transformation? In the past, everyone knew that Mo Ling's 4 beasts were green shadows. However, they had never seen him radiate with a golden glow. Furthermore, what had just happened? Did Mo Ling retaliate? He didn't seem to have seen it.
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