Carl's face of disbelief was still visible in the escape pod.
Before he could figure out how he lost, the battle was already over.
"Battle ended. Time limit, five seconds. Winner, C534, Nonosiva, "the mechanical voice sounded.
Garon's white Mech stood still in its original position. The two laser cannons beside it were emitting white smoke.
Sitting in the Mech, he was calm.
He glanced at the Moonfang beside him. There was no movement on it, just a flash of white light. Now, it was completely silent.
"Try to reduce the time spent in the battle as much as possible and end it quickly," this was Garon's strategy.
In the first match, Garon killed Carl in an instant.
This shooting technique of focusing two laser cannons in an instant was all due to Garon's strong battle experience and control precision. With the Moonfang as the main control, after some minor adjustments, such a powerful attack was achieved.
The battle at this moment attracted the attention of many people.
*****
At the side of the arena
"This kid! He actually has such a move. " Instructor Hamm could not help but smile. "Focusing two laser cannons, this is at least a Level Two Laser Fire Control technique! I didn't expect him to reveal this move without a sound. Moreover, he was shooting while the opponent was moving quickly. "
Fervale's face was solemn.
"Very powerful. If I were to face this attack, I would have a hard time dealing with it too."
"His overall strength is close to Level Two with just this move," Sara could not help but say with jealousy. "If this isn't a coincidence."
Nonosiva had always been a man of few words. He was unknown in the class and did not make a sound. No one would have thought that he would have such a powerful move.
"The more powerful he is, the happier we are?" Hamm laughed and patted both of their shoulders. "Go and prepare for the next match."
In the audience seats
Aier looked enviously at Garon's Mech who had defeated his opponent in an instant.
"This guy is so powerful? Why didn't I know before? "
It was rare for Mina to be in a better mood. Although she still looked a little haggard, she was genuinely happy for her good friend's victory.
"This is the first time a new student has shown his actual strength. With a year's worth of improvement, he might really be able to get a tuition fee waiver. Nono was already very outstanding during the entrance exam, so it's normal for him to make such progress now. "
She was also very tempted by the tuition fee waiver. After all, it would save her a lot of money. Now, her family had almost cut off her tuition fees. Her father had fled to avoid debt, and her mother cried all day long. It was difficult for her to even continue living expenses. She had to rely on her to go out and earn money every day to barely maintain the family's expenses.
Hearing this, Aier's face was filled with shame.
"I was wrong about him. I'll apologize to him later. "
Best of three, Class C6 forfeited and entered the loser group.
The second match was against Class C8. Similar to the first match, Fervale easily defeated his opponent. It was as if he had been provoked by Garon. As soon as the fight started, he rushed up and slashed wildly. The speed of his blade was abnormally fast and accurate. In just a few moves, he chopped the opponent's First Seat into a human stick and won.
Garon, on the other hand, continued to focus fire with his two cannons. This time, the focus fire did not hit the first time because the distance was too far. He almost let the opponent get close to him, but the second time he fired at close range, he still hit. The result was the same as the first match. The opponent was so aggrieved that he could not use any moves. Other than running, he did not do anything. The next opponent was a delicate and pretty little girl. She threw herself into the arms of the female instructor and cried.
When Garon walked out of the mech tunnel, he was still expressionless. The Moonfang could control the laser cannons freely, but the focus fire technique was the result of his own fine-tuning. If it was not for the fact that he was afraid that his performance would be too outstanding, he would have finished off his opponent with the first shot.
The third match, the fourth match, the fifth match …
After one match after another, Garen did not seem to have to expend too much energy.
He had also figured out the Moonfang's usage pattern. As long as it did not exceed 15 minutes, there would be no problem. Once it was close to the 15 minute limit, it would become hotter and hotter. This thing seemed to be the core component of some advanced equipment.
As the matches went on, Garon was gradually understood by his opponents in the same class.
Against multiple opponents in a row, he had never gone past the third shot. Often, he would finish off his opponents with the first or second shot. Even the first seat of Class C5, Fervale, was suppressed by his performance.
After defeating more than ten classes in a row, Class C5's ranking was firmly in eighth place. If it was not for Sara losing a few matches, they would have won all the matches.
And Garon, who had defeated many opponents in a row, finally met an opponent that he could not defeat in one hit as the afternoon approached.
'C534 Nonosiva vs C1153 Cansaldin.'
The mechanical voice suddenly sounded.
The moment the voice sounded, both Garon and Fervale felt a chill in their hearts at the same time.
"No! Cansaldin is the first seat of Class Eleven! How could they arrange the first seat to go against the third seat! "Instructor Hamm shouted loudly, suddenly standing up from his seat.
Fervale clenched his fists on the side and lowered his head slightly.
"Isn't your first seat Nonosiva hidden in the third seat?" A sarcastic voice came from the side. It was a young man with thin cheeks. He crossed his arms and looked coldly at Instructor Hamm.
Hearing this, Fervale lowered his head even more.
Garon, on the other hand, sat quietly with his back against the wall, closing his eyes to rest.
"Moreover, the first seat against the first seat is just the academy's default rule. It's not mandatory. How I want to arrange it is my business," the thin-faced instructor said lightly.
"Pilbo!" Hamm stared at him angrily. "What are you trying to do!?"
"What am I trying to do? Hehe … "
The thin-faced instructor, Pilbo, laughed softly.
"I'm warning you! Don't do anything stupid! "Hamm shouted loudly.
"Warning me? Hah! "Pilbo laughed coldly." You're still so naive, Hamm. "
"Nono's overall rating is close to Level Two. He might not lose to the first seat," Fervale suddenly interrupted.
The first seats were all at least Level One. Although Fervale did not win cleanly every time, and the gap between him and Garon was huge, that was because his opponents were stronger. Garon's opponents were always the second seat or third seat.
But this time, against the first seat, it would be really troublesome.
Hamm hesitated.
"It's okay. I can handle it," Garon opened his eyes and answered calmly.
He had always been facing trash opponents. He wanted to have a proper battle to test his true strength. Otherwise, it would be meaningless to fight trash that could kill in one hit. It was just a matter of firing a few more shots.
"Be careful! Pilbo, that bastard is ruthless … "Hamm looked at Garen worriedly.
"It's okay."
The mechanical voice began to broadcast again.
Garon stood up. This time, he was fighting as the first seat. Once the match was broadcasted, it immediately attracted the attention of the audience in this area.
A first seat against a third seat. It had to be said that Garon's previous performance was unusually eye-catching. This match also attracted a lot of attention. Gradually, as more and more classes were eliminated, the audience of these classes focused their attention on the opponents that defeated their own class, hoping that a new opponent would appear to finish them off.
'C534 Nonosiva vs C1153 Cansaldin. Match begins. '
Garon sat in the cockpit, quietly watching the black Mech opposite him. It also had two guns, the same weapon system as his previous one.
Before the start announcement ended, the opponent rushed out. It did not approach him, but directly moved to the right at high speed.
It was a very strange movement. It paused from time to time, and jumped back from time to time. It gave off an elegant and irregular feeling.
Whoosh!
Garon's two laser cannons focused fire again, and shot out with a loud bang, hitting the black Mech's head fire control system. Then … the first shot was off. The two laser beams were slightly tilted by the black Mech's head, and lightly brushed past without any damage.
"Eh?" Garon's heart skipped a beat. He clearly felt that this shot was in the bag, and the hit rate was very high, but he did not expect it to miss.
The opponent continued to move irregularly. Two shots were suddenly fired, and Garon also dodged them.
Compared to his movement skills, the opponent's shooting skills were easily seen through by Garon.
"Try again? Is it a coincidence? "Garon suppressed his doubts.
Click. The two cannons moved slightly, and the muzzles slowly lit up with white light.
Whoosh!!
Two beams of white light suddenly drew two white tracks, and shot straight to the center of the opponent's body like lightning.
Then … the shot was off again.
The laser beams merged into one, and pierced through the black Mech's waist and armpit, hitting the protective barrier behind. It stirred up waves of ripples, and then disappeared.
"It's not a coincidence …" Garon's heart skipped a beat. He carefully observed the opponent's footsteps. "This footstep …"
*****
"This footstep … Ghersi Dance Steps … It's the Ghersi Family's Level Two Evasion Steps …" In the audience, in the seats for the family members who came to watch the battle, a middle-aged woman with a serious expression looked at the arena below, and said quietly. "I didn't expect the Ghersi Family's little Ghersi to have such strength."
"As expected of the First Seat, any First Seat has the strength of an Advanced Level One, and at least one or two subjects have broken through to Level Two." On the other side, a white-haired old man nodded. "It's a good decision to come to Blackboard this time. I didn't expect to see this dance step in such a low-level competition." He showed a look of reminiscence. "Back then, Ghersi Feniano used this footstep to kill the Twelve Powerhouses of the Ultimate Eastern Realm. This Level Two Dance Step is just the basic simplification. "
"That's true. At this age, it's good that little Ghersi has such strength." The woman nodded. "But his opponent is also a good candidate. I've seen the replay of the battle just now, and his control of the laser cannons is excellent. His grasp of timing is not comparable to ordinary people."
PS: I actually skipped a month's time automatically. Damn, I've made everyone wait. I'm really sorry, I'm late today.
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