In the arena under the projection of the huge battleship
Waves of cheers and screams kept rising and falling, coming out of the arena time and time again. The crowd was excited and shouting. The huge floating airship hovering above the arena had rows and rows of new data constantly refreshed on the side of the screen.
'Grade A, first place, Nicotin Kate, second place, Carlos. Third place, Mingda. '
'Grade B, first place, Gandal, second place, Lustry Bane, third place, Mary.'
'Grade C, first place, Merseus, second place, Barry, third place, Caus.'
The data on the screen of the floating airship clearly showed the top three of each grade with the strongest battle records on the arena. This ranking did not only look at the individual, if the same battle records were the same, it would also look at the class ranking to determine the ranking.
There were more than a hundred classes in the arena in the cubicles like a honeycomb. The cubicles were densely packed with contestants and instructors from each class, discussing the finals that were about to begin today.
Unlike the clamor of the audience at the side of the arena, the elite contestants in these cubicles were more calm and composed. Number Four was not affected by the enthusiastic atmosphere.
Contestants who would be affected and perform abnormally had all been eliminated at this stage, leaving only those who were stronger in all aspects.
In a certain black cubicle on the left side of the arena.
Garon, Fervale, and Sara were listening to Instructor Hamm's soft exhortation.
"Today's arena is different from yesterday's. Remember, be calm, be calm, and use all of your strength. Even if you lose, don't leave any regrets."
"Understood." Fervale seemed to have adjusted and regained his previous calmness. His gaze would occasionally drift to a certain cubicle on the other side.
Sara whispered in Garon's ear.
"Fervale met a contestant from his opponent's family yesterday. It seems like the other party said something that provoked him."
Garon followed Fervale's gaze and saw a green-haired girl in the cubicle making a throat-slitting gesture at Fervale with a sinister smile. The short-haired girl looked very fierce, with a strong body and a scar at the corner of her eyebrows. Her white academy uniform gave her a clean and neat temperament.
He noticed that Fervale's fists were slightly clenched without him noticing.
"That's true …" Garon heard Sara sigh and shake her head. She seemed to know something.
However, he was too lazy to ask because it was his turn to go on stage soon.
'C5 Nonosiva vs C14 Enze.'
Following the mechanical announcement, Garon quickly entered the tunnel and boarded his mech.
*****
A pastry house in the south of the city
"It's Alan's brother! Look, look! "
The shop assistant, Xiuli, shouted.
All the other people in Don's shop looked over, including a few couples who were choosing cakes.
"Don't shout." Allen hurried over with an embarrassed face. He pulled Xiu Li back, blushing.
On the television screen, there was a split image of two Mech pilots boarding at the same time. In front of the white Mech on the right side, a black-haired young man who had just entered the Mech immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the shop. With a beautiful finger pointing, everyone knew that he was Lon's brother, Nonosiva.
The black-haired young man on the screen had a cold expression. His eyes were deep blue, giving off a cold aura. He was wearing a white Blackboard uniform with a blue sword on it, showing off his well-proportioned body.
Sitting in the Mech, a black helmet slowly lowered on its own, covering the young man's not-so-handsome face. Then, the electronic screens around the Mech lit up one by one, the blue and white fluorescent lights illuminating the interior of the Mech.
'What's being broadcasted right now is the first challenge from Grade C's winner group. Enze from Class C14 is challenging Nonosiva from Class C5. These two contestants are the true elites of the new students who have only entered the Blackboard Academy for a year. In the short span of a year, both of them have made considerable progress. Compared to Nonosiva's strong record of total victories, student Enze met the current number one Merseus halfway through and unfortunately lost …'
The television screen suddenly jumped to the two hosts who were sitting down. A beautiful female host and a white-haired old man were sitting side by side, facing the audience. They were introducing the results and identities of the two contestants on the screen.
"So cool!"
A boy shop assistant beside Lon couldn't help but whisper.
This was also the common thought of many people in the shop. Enze on the left was a white-haired girl with a beautiful appearance and a calm expression. On the other hand, Nonosiva on the right gave off a cold and emotionless aura.
"Is this a Mech Master?" Beside the store manager with long pink hair, a black-haired boy stared at the two contestants on the screen enviously, his eyes shining. "So cool!" He mumbled.
"Study hard, you will have a chance in the future!" The store manager laughed and slapped the boy's head.
"Ouch! Sister, why did you hit me again!? "
"I'm just encouraging you!" "What kind of encouragement is this?"
Alan looked enviously at the dark-haired boy who was running around with his hands covering his head. He didn't say anything. Although it was very difficult for him to maintain the life of working and studying at the same time, such a situation inevitably affected his studies, and his grades began to decline gradually.
"Maybe I should just learn a pastry craft and be a normal person in the future …" He looked up at his brother who was waiting for the battle on the screen, his eyes flashing with an inexplicable luster.
"Alan!" Pah! Someone patted his shoulder lightly.
Lon immediately came back to his senses and saw that the black-haired boy was standing in front of him.
"Don't worry, you will have a chance in the future too!" The boy smiled shyly.
"Your brother is your brother, you are you. We don't need that kind of cold brother, we will be your brothers and sisters in the future!" Xiuli came over and the shop assistant, Daisy.
Lon was sincere and diligent in the shop. He was very talented in pastry craft and he was also very kind. He would help others whenever he could and would never reject others. This also won him the friendship of everyone.
Looking at the people around him, Lon was very touched.
"I …"
"The battle begins!" Suddenly, the sound of the battle starting came from the television.
*****
In the arena, the white Mech controlled by Garon exploded two white laser beams the moment the sound of the battle ended. The powerful force of the laser cannon was like two sharp swords piercing towards the chest of the black Mech. However, the opponent dodged it swiftly.
Just then, Garon threw away the laser cannon in his hand and pulled out a hidden Gaussian electromagnetic cannon from his back. While the opponent was dodging the laser cannon, he had positioned the muzzle of the Gaussian cannon in a short two seconds.
The thick black cannon barrel was aimed straight at the black Mech.
Bang!
The black cannon shot instantly crossed a distance of tens of meters and hit the transparent barrier behind the black Mech. It then rebounded and hit the jet engine behind it.
Boom!!
The black Mech lost its power and staggered a few steps forward before kneeling on the ground.
Bang! Another cannon shot and the head of the Mech exploded. The battle was over.
"This is … Interference Rebound!!"
Instructor Hamm stood up in disbelief. His face was filled with disbelief. "Another Level Two technique!!"
The audience outside the arena instantly burst into loud cheers. The Level Two technique, Interference Rebound, was one of the only three Level Two Mech Master techniques that did not require the use of Willpower. By judging and calculating the external environment, one could use long-range weapons to reflect or shoot with the refraction effect.
Interference Rebound and the laser cannon assembly from before, Nonosiva had already demonstrated two powerful techniques that did not require the use of Willpower.
Putting away the Gaussian cannon, Garon did not even look at the black Mech on the ground. He turned around and walked back to the tunnel.
On the other side, Fervale was also fighting with another black Mech. The intensity of the battle was far greater than the battle here. Sara had not entered the arena yet but she had already entered the waiting tunnel.
The last three classes in the winner's group were all challenged together.
Aier and Mina also saw that the match had ended in an instant. Their faces were filled with joy and pride. With this kind of performance, he was still able to walk so smoothly up to this point. This undoubtedly showed Garen's incomparably strong foundation and strength.
On the seats behind them, a few students who seemed to have a calm temperament nodded slightly as they saw Garen's performance, their eyes revealing a trace of surprise.
*****
In the pastry shop.
"It's actually the Interference Rebound technique! I can't believe that such a technique would appear in a student who has only been in the academy for a year! "The host exclaimed softly. She covered her mouth as she watched the battle on the screen.
"Although we have seen the high level techniques of short-range explosion and electric current control of the Spear of Victory, we are still surprised to see such a difficult technique appear in such a young person." The old commentator shook his head in admiration. "Compared to these young people, us old fellows have lived our lives in vain. As expected of the Blackboard Academy's geniuses."
"Yes, the Blackboard Academy's Elite Ranking Competition would produce young geniuses every year. Every time, they would have shocking performances." The host nodded.
"Indeed, to be able to use Level Two techniques freely, with some actual combat training, this young man would be equivalent to a standard captain who can lead a Mech Army on the battlefield. He's not even eighteen yet." The old man praised.
"He's really powerful … He's a true top genius in the Blackboard Academy …" The black-haired boy could not help but praise again. Looking at Lon who was staring blankly at the side, the boy could not help but touch a little thing he had picked up not long ago.
"But I won't be bad either. With this thing, I can definitely become an outstanding Mech Army pilot!"
"Don't touch my pure body!" A voice that sounded like a man's or a woman's suddenly entered his mind.
"Oh … I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose." The black-haired boy quickly apologized in his mind.
"Don't worry, the future you're looking forward to will definitely not be bad. Although you're a piece of trash with no talent, being trash has its benefits." The voice did not hide the disdain and arrogance in its tone.
"Is my aptitude really that bad? …." Is it not normal? "The boy said helplessly.
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