One by one, the matches began.
Highlights of the various competitions flashed on the big screen from time to time. In addition, there was an anti-gravity white battleship floating in the air above the entire arena. The side of the battleship displayed the results of the various competitions, the results of each class, and the situation of the competition.
Garon looked at the state of the competition in front of him for a while. It was not interesting. They were all standard shooting matches or textbook standard battles. Although it looked smooth, the actual combat ability was not strong.
He looked at the data on the floating screen above him.
'Barry: Win 1. Merseus: Win 1.'
This meant that the two of them had finished their battle. To be able to defeat their opponents in such a short time, it showed their strong combat ability.
Time passed slowly. Finally, the announcer's voice reached them.
"Class C5 Fervale VS Class C6 Carly."
Fervale on the side stood up. Under Instructor Hamm's encouragement, he directly walked towards the entrance of the arena that opened automatically.
The students sitting in the spectator seats not far away stood up and looked over. Mina and Aier were among them. The two of them looked at Garon. Seeing that he was still sitting in his seat and did not move, they sat down again.
In the noisy arena, only the cheers of the students could be heard. The cheers of these few people were drowned out by the other voices.
Garen sat quietly in his seat. One of his goals was to get into the top three in the qualifiers. Only by joining the Academy's elite team would he be able to obtain the true middle and high-end training methods for free. He was already very clear about this world, and the path to the top was controlled by those in power. If he wanted to get information about this world's power system, joining the core of the power system was the best path.
He listened to the loud shouts coming one after another. There were explosions in the distance, and there were also screams in the vicinity.
Garon's heart was calm. According to Instructor Hamm's information, the top three in this year's competition should be between Barry, Caus, Arello, and Merseus.
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"In this competition, there's no suspense for us Grade C. Barry, Caus, and Merseus should be the favorites to win. The competition is actually just a competition between the few of them. "A young man from Grade C sitting in the referee's seat said with a smile.
On his right, a woman with red eyes and a ponytail was overlooking the arena below. The woman wore a monocle on her right eye, and a large number of data analysis models flashed and flowed on the monocle. Hearing this, the woman pressed the lens and straightened up.
"Teacher probably asked us to come this time to see which one of Merseus and Caus is more suitable to join us. Although their aptitudes are about the same, their family background and personality still require a certain degree of observation. "
"Actually, there are other candidates with decent aptitudes as well. However, only these three are able to reach Level 2 in terms of overall strength. Even if the other outstanding students have Level 2 strength, they only have one or two subjects. Their overall strength hasn't reached a qualitative change." The man casually browsed through the other parts of the arena.
"But we can't say for sure. What if a dark horse appears? Look, Warner and the others are also inspecting this batch of students. Their target should be Barry. "The woman looked to the other side.
A bearded man in white was picking his teeth with a toothpick while casually looking at the floating display board in front of him.
The man looked over there and curled his lips.
"That guy is a beast. He's still not satisfied after being beaten up by you last time. All he does is fight all day long. How much money does he waste just on Mech maintenance fees? "
"Yeah, if only everyone was like Angisena." The red-eyed woman nodded slightly.
"Like him? Traumatized by your abuse?" The man glanced at the woman with a strange gaze.
On the other side of the referee's seat not far away.
Warner noticed the gazes of the two people over there.
"It's that woman!" His expression turned serious. "That female psychopath is here too …"
"One of the three Level 4 Elites, Red-eyed Medero. In internal battles, she has crippled her opponents many times. In external missions, her hands are stained with the blood of no less than ten thousand people. She looks like an inconspicuous and delicate female student, but in reality, she's a terrifying executioner who's even more brutal and bloody than us. "A bespectacled boy behind Warner said softly.
"Even the Black Star First Seat admitted that she's the most likely Elite to inherit the title of the next Black Star." Warner saw the woman's gaze moving over and felt a chill run down his spine. However, for the sake of a man's dignity, he had to try his best to pretend that he was bold and not afraid at all. At the same time, he took out a toothpick and started picking his teeth …
"Be careful, Medero's faction. Her mentor is Vice Principal Simis. They're one of the three most powerful factions in the academy. The power behind them is complicated. Recently, their influence in the academy has been growing. Vice Principal Simis is vaguely showing signs of fighting for the position of Principal Zhang. The Principal is getting old, so their faction has a high chance of reaching the top." The bespectacled boy reminded him softly.
Warner accidentally pricked the toothpick into his gums. The pain made him break out in cold sweat, but he still tried to maintain his image of a tough guy. Feeling that the red-eyed psychopath had not moved her gaze away, his heart was bleeding …
"These few psychopaths come to the freshmen every year to snatch people. It's just that you're unlucky to meet someone you've offended before, Red-eyed." The bespectacled boy also noticed that Warner's mouth was bleeding and immediately showed a sympathetic look.
"As expected of Warner. He's ruthless to others, but even more ruthless to himself. His expression didn't change even when he pricked himself with a toothpick." Red-eyed Medero praised from afar. "Back then, I let him go because I admired his tough guy style. What our academy lacks is this kind of tough guy who fights until the last moment."
The man beside her suddenly showed a strange expression.
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"C5 Bannonosiva vs C6 Bangar."
In front of the arena, Garon stood up and looked at Fervale who walked down with a calm face. His opponent in the previous round was the opponent's First Seat. First Seat against first Seat, this was the academy's default rule.
His opponent didn't cause him any trouble. Both of them were high-speed opponents. After a quick displacement, they quickly collided.
In close combat, Fervale didn't waste much energy. After a round of basic swordsmanship, a white light suddenly flashed in the cold light. While he was fighting at high speed, he secretly prepared a laser cannon and shot it at his opponent's cockpit. The students from Class C6 were very powerful and ranked so high. However, this year's freshmen were obviously not as good. The opponent's First Seat could only fight smoothly, but that was all.
After winning easily and walking down, Fervale patted Garon's shoulder.
"You can win if you're careful."
"Got it." Garon nodded and walked to the entrance of the tunnel behind him. Hamm hugged him as usual and whispered to him, telling him not to panic no matter what situation he encountered and what he should do.
"Nono! Go for it!! " In the stands, two voices suddenly sounded. It was inconspicuous among the cheers, but Garon could still tell that it was Aier and Mina.
He turned around and waved at the two of them.
"Go! Finish him! "
Instructor Hamm smiled and pushed Garon's back.
Garon made an OK gesture to the back and quickly walked into the tunnel.
Taking advantage of this ranking competition, he also wanted to test what level of strength his battle consciousness and Crescent Moon would reach.
After entering the tunnel, he walked into the Mech room. Inside, several white beams of light shot out from the left and right and hit the surface of the Mech.
This was a white humanoid Mech. There were square pauldrons on both shoulders and two arm guards on the forearms. On the front of the chest, there was a sharp spike like a fang protruding from the chin. It was like a cicada, and the spike curved all the way down to the crotch. It seemed to be there as a defense system.
"This is one of the academy's standard Mechs. A standard Level One Mech. "Garon looked at the five meter tall humanoid Mech with satisfaction.
Beep beep, beep beep.
A short reminder sounded. He didn't delay any longer. He stepped on the elevator and jumped into the cockpit that opened up at the chest of the Mech.
Clap clap clap!
There were a few continuous beeps of the light control panel being turned on. He put on the helmet. Under the circular field of view in front of him, the circular control panel lit up with dense green electronic lights and a rotating model screen.
"Blackboard Model 1 standard Mech activated …"
A low electronic voice sounded.
"Data module unrolling …"
"Weapon system unrolling …"
"Energy system warming up …"
"Body final inspection."
Garon put both hands on the control panel and placed the Moonfang on the right side of the platform. He took a deep breath.
"C534, Nonosiva, move out!!"
Whoosh!!
The huge Mech suddenly shot out. A blue flame appeared on its back and rushed out. It followed the pitch black launch tunnel and rushed out to the outside world like a white bird flapping its wings.
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Garland gently slid out of the track tunnel and landed on the arena's alloy ground. The Mech's cushioned feet made him light on the ground without making much noise.
The pitch black humanoid Mech held two pitch black short swords in its hands. As the family's special short sword combat technique, Garland was able to stand out and stand here as the class representative to face the other classes. It was a symbol of strength in itself. At least that was how he saw it.
Listening to the cheers and curses outside, Garland felt as if this was the glory that was about to ring out for him.
"Standing in this arena really makes one's blood boil …"
He had a feeling of infatuation. He felt as if his whole body was slowly burning up. He was in a better condition than ever before. He was an extremely rare competition type player. The more pressure the situation was, the better his condition would be.
Soon, on the opposite wall of the arena, an automatic tunnel opened. The opponent's Mech also slid out lightly and landed steadily. The opponent had chosen two laser cannons that came with the Mech. The muzzles were as thick as a bowl and the slender white cannons had one on each side. It looked a little ferocious.
"Begin!" The mechanical voice sounded.
"Hey!" Garland suddenly started the Mech. The combined strength of a Level One Middle Level allowed him to rush towards the opponent. The Mech moved in a difficult S-shaped trajectory.
However, before he could rush out for a hundred meters, the Mech's cannons suddenly lit up with two white lights. Garland felt his scalp go numb. The two white lights were aimed at the next landing spot that he was about to move to.
"How is this possible!!?"
Whoosh!!
The two laser beams accurately hit the same spot on the Black Mech's cockpit with a strange sound. It almost instantly broke through the Mech's defensive armor.
Boom!
The Black Mech exploded. Fortunately, the lifesaving system ejected Garland in an instant. He flew high and was intercepted by the medical robots around the arena.
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