In the following battles, Garon and Fervale advanced and killed their opponents instantly. The competition gradually entered the middle stage and most of the classes were eliminated. Soon, only ten classes were left and entered the winner's group.
The losers' group was also determined. Other than the five classes, they had the right to choose their opponents for the winner's group.
Garon's Class C5 barely made it to the end of the winner's group. They were ranked ninth in the winner's group after Sara lost four matches in a row. Almost the entire ranking was supported by Fervale and Garon.
"I've disappointed you." Sara was in a bad mood.
Instructor Hamm did not say anything and only patted her shoulder.
"It's okay. Adjust your condition and do your best in tomorrow's battle. You've already made it this far. It's already better than our previous class ranking. "Garon comforted her.
"You don't have to say it. I understand." Sara lowered her head and looked terrible.
Fervale stood at the side in silence. The consecutive victories had restored some of his confidence.
The sky gradually darkened. After a day of competition, both the contestants and the spectators were tired. The competition schedule was announced for the next day and the entire arena gradually left.
Garon rejected the celebratory feast with Instructor Hamm and the others. Instead, he walked out of the arena and walked towards Aier and Mina who were waiting at the side of the crowd.
"Congratulations!"
"Congratulations to you too." Garon smiled and looked at Mina.
"Nono … I was a little … impulsive before …" Aier hesitated and apologized softly with a red face.
"It's okay." Garon waved his hand. "Let's go and eat first."
Mina said with a smile.
"Let's eat at my workplace. It's a good business. The food there is not bad. "
"Sure."
Garon did not mind where to eat.
He walked with the two of them and also learned about the various interesting things that happened in the arena today. He had missed a lot of other arenas because he was focused on preparing for the competition. However, Aier and Mina did not miss it. They could watch the competition schedule on the screen at any time.
From the two of them, he understood that in the Blackboard Academy's Grade Ranking Tournament this time, the main members of Grade C were Barry and Merseus who were invincible all the way. Caus had only lost one match, and that was because of an accident. These three were publicly acknowledged as the strongest in Grade C.
This was especially true for the first two, who were considered geniuses among geniuses. At such a young age, they already had the combined strength of at least Level 2. He was only seventeen or eighteen years old, but he was already equivalent to those veteran pilots who had practiced training methods for most of their lives. This was the terrifying difference in aptitude.
Compared to the other C grade students, the average student was at Aier's level. They had only reached Level 1 in a few subjects, and they had not even touched on most of the other subjects, let alone participate in actual combat and fighting competitions. Only those who had reached Level 1 in these necessary comprehensive subjects would have the minimum qualifications to participate in the competition. This was because these subjects were the most basic part of operating a mecha in actual combat.
Barry, Merseus, and the others were at the first level of Grade C in the entire arena. Their combined strength had reached Level 2. Caus and the unknown contestant who had defeated him were at the second level. Their combined strength was close to Level 2, which meant that they had at least one or a few subjects at Level 2. The difference between them and Barry and the others was that they did not reach Level 2 in all subjects. Garon thought that he was at this level. Fervale and the black mecha pilot he had defeated were also at this level. After them were Sara and the others at the third level. At this level, they were able to operate a mecha smoothly in battle. However, they only knew the basic techniques and did not stand out. It was just a matter of who was more familiar with the techniques and who had better luck. The difference between them was very small.
For example, Garon's Laser Cannon Convergence Technique was a Level 2 technique. This technique could instantly kill a normal Level 1 contestant. It was the same for opponents who did not have enough dodging skills.
However, it would not be able to kill a Level 2 opponent in one hit.
"So next time, your opponent might not be someone who can be dealt with so easily with the Laser Cannon Convergence Technique."
The three of them sat in the coffee and pastry shop, and Mia said to Garen seriously.
Garon nodded. He naturally understood this point. However, his problem was not this but his Willpower. If he had enough Willpower, he could definitely develop his own Mech combat techniques. However, the problem now was that his Willpower level was too low. His actual Willpower was not even at Level 1. He could not even operate a mecha smoothly. In other words, his body's qualifications were similar to normal students like Aier and Mia. He might not even be as good as them. He only relied on the Moonfang to be able to join this Qualifier where geniuses gathered.
One had to know that Blackboard Academy was a huge force that controlled several large provinces. Every year, there would be thousands or even tens of thousands of students who entered the academy. The Qualifier was a battle between the elites who were selected from these people.
"But now that we have reached this rank, our class is already considered to have improved. Next, we just have to stabilize and it will be considered a success." Mia was very optimistic. Even if they were ranked ninth, they could still receive 10% of the school fees. They could also enjoy some special facilities that were only available to the top ten. This was a benefit that would benefit the entire class. With such benefits, it would be possible to earn some extra money. This made her feel very good.
"It's also very difficult to stabilize. The losers at the back are all very strong elites." Aier sighed at the side. He was an honest person. Because he had said some harsh words to Garon earlier, he had been apologizing along the way. Now, he had returned to his usual self.
"I heard that there was a losers group that chose to challenge a ranked class. In the end, they took turns and defeated that class. We must pay attention to this. "Mia nodded.
Garon had naturally investigated this information as well. Hearing this, he just nodded indifferently.
With his combat experience and combat awareness, he had more than just the Laser Cannon. As long as he paid attention to the timing of the Moonfang, everything else would be fine. He just did not almost make a mistake like just now.
"Don't worry, I'll do my best."
Just then, a group of students walked in from outside the coffee shop. They were all wearing Grade C uniforms. The leader looked unfriendly. Once he entered, he started looking around as if he was looking for someone.
"Where's An Yixuan?" The boy in the lead was about eighteen or nineteen years old. He asked loudly.
The coffee shop suddenly quieted down. A few waiters who were in charge of delivering food and drinks stopped, not knowing what to do.
"I'm An Yixuan." A young boy with a cold expression stood up in the corner. He stared calmly at the people who came in.
The boy in the lead immediately walked over and surrounded the table with a group of people.
"Come, let's go out and talk." The voice suddenly became softer.
The others could not hear much. Only Garon's five senses seemed to have improved slightly because his body had reached the second level of the Hellfrost Peacock Technique. He could faintly hear a few words intermittently.
"Next time … match … admit defeat … or else …"
He still understood the gist of it.
"An Yixuan is one of the few students in the winners group who has no family background at all." Aier leaned forward and explained softly, "Those people must want him to lose on purpose in the next match. Nono, you have to be careful of them using this move. "
Garon frowned.
Looking at this group of people escorting An Yixuan out, he could faintly hear that they were using An Yixuan's family's job as a lure and threat.
Most of the students in Blackboard Academy were either rich or respectable. All of them had extraordinary family backgrounds. Their network of influence covered the entire Blackboard Region. It could be said that if they went back and told their families, they could threaten the livelihood of an average family. This was caused by a huge social gap.
The other party was obviously using the influence of this gap as a reward for An Yixuan to lose on purpose in the next match. This was an exchange, but it was also a threat.
He raised his head and saw that Mia and Aier were looking at him worriedly. Instantly, he smiled slightly and showed a hint of calmness.
"It's okay. Don't worry, I'll take care of it."
The three of them had families that were at the bottom of the hierarchy in the academy. Even Mia was not from a rich family. This was the key reason why the three of them were able to walk together. Now that they saw An Yixuan being escorted out by a group of rich kids, they suddenly felt a sense of sympathy.
However, they had no choice.
According to the normal way, a student like An Yixuan who was selected to enter the academy with excellent results would definitely have a heavy burden on his family's tuition fees. Even after he graduated, he would definitely have to find a high-paying job. Joining Blackboard Academy to become an elite was probably not realistic. However, as a graduate, it was highly possible for him to enter the government or military's mech pilot team. Now that he had offended these rich kids, it would be difficult for him to survive in the future.
"Does the academy not care?" Someone on the side whispered.
"It's not that they don't care, they're deliberately condoning it. The academy's higher-ups think that family background is also a kind of strength. If one's talent and intelligence can break through this kind of shackles, it means that he's an absolute genius. At that time, he'll be a talent that the academy truly values. "
"Then the higher-ups aren't afraid of going overboard. What if a student who has been nurtured for so long is accidentally destroyed?"
"The higher-ups have supervision, so there's a limit. As for the limit, I don't know either. I only heard about it from my cousin among the elite students. "
Garon and the other two sat there and listened to the discussion. Aier and Mia were very upset.
Some cakes and bread were served, as well as a special fruit platter. However, the three of them only ate a little and lost their appetite. These were all man-made food, not natural. Now that they heard these words, they were even more upset.
Garon's terminal received a few calls from his class. Instructor Hamm called to ask where he was eating and if he wanted to go over to relax and sing. He politely declined. His younger brother called to say that he saw him on TV. Although his name flashed by in the competition, it was enough to make him extremely happy and excited.
Then, his younger sister who rarely showed herself called him for the first time. She chased after him to ask about the competition in detail, as if she wanted to show off to her friends.
During the meal, Garon's phone kept ringing. It was rare for him to be busy. It took a long time for the calls to slow down.
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