Bailey shook his head.
"No matter how strong your martial arts are, you can't compare to the worst model of Mech. The strongest martial artist in the Mother Planet Federation was Master Cheng Xingyao from two hundred years ago. It was said that he could break a boulder with one palm and kill a rhinoceros or an elephant with one punch. His body was comparable to a Level Two mutated radioactive creature, but this was the limit of what humans could achieve. A Level 2 creature could be easily killed by a Level 2 Mech pilot in a Mech. Two Level Two Mechs could kill a Level Three creature, and Master Cheng Xingyao died under the claws of a Level Three mutated creature. "
His words were clear and straightforward, and many of the Eagle's Nest members heard it and agreed with him. Discussions broke out outside the arena. It was obvious that Bailey's topic had piqued everyone's interest in the balance between Mech and physical training.
Bailey looked at Garon sincerely.
"Let me give you a piece of advice. A pilot's strength lies in his Mech. A high level Mech can destroy the world, and only a high level pilot can meet the requirements of piloting it. With every level, the improvement of the Mech far exceeds the improvement of the human body. Not to mention, if the human body doesn't train for a day, the body will stagnate and degenerate. Think about it. "
He turned around and jumped off the stage, put on his clothes, and walked out of the arena with his companions.
Garon didn't say anything from the beginning to the end, and just listened quietly.
He knew that the other party meant well. They were both students of the Eagle's Nest, and they both practiced the Crouched Eagle Talon. In the eyes of outsiders, they were naturally on the same side. The other party obviously wanted him to think through this problem.
However, what they did not know was that his Willpower level was actually raised entirely by the Living Secret Technique. If he gave up on the Secret Technique and the development of his own body, then his Willpower would directly stagnate. If he wanted to improve, he would need at least a few decades.
"Unless you can fight against a Mech, no matter how strong the human body is, it's useless." Sophia advised when Garon jumped off the stage.
Anjay Terin nodded in agreement.
Garon was silent for a while.
"Can you show me the real difference?"
The two of them looked at each other.
"I'll do it." Sophia nodded. His performance in the arena had already shown that Nonosiva was a top genius comparable to the Elite Students. He was only in his second year, but he had already reached Level Three Willpower. This was enough for her to invest in him.
"Come with me."
*****
Half an hour later …
Escorted by a group of Eagle's Nest students, the three of them arrived at the Eagle's Nest simulation area.
Simulated battlenet cabins were placed side by side in this area. Every two cabins were placed opposite each other. Clearly, this was a place specially used for simulated battles.
"This is the place where duels are usually held. Let's go up. Simulated battles don't cost anything, and it's also the safest method." Sophia introduced. She was the first to lie down and enter the cockpit on the right.
Garen correspondingly entered the cockpit on the left.
He closed his eyes, and the nerve connection device was attached to his head.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a line of white text flashed in front of his eyes.
"Welcome to the Eagle's Nest Arena. Please enter your name. '
"Nonosiva," Garon replied softly.
"Name confirmed. Ranking unknown. Please wait for a moment. Initializing scene …" The text changed, and then suddenly disappeared.
After a while, Garon's eyes suddenly lit up. After his eyes adjusted to the glaring light, he finally saw his surroundings.
He was standing in a huge, wide, silver-white hall. The floor was smooth and flat, and it was all made of alloy. On the right was a black wall with a huge black metal sword and shield inlaid on it. On the left was an equally huge glass window, and he could see the yellow sky outside. There were also black airships and battleships flying slowly in the sky.
"Simulated scene completed. Mech selection begins." A mechanical voice sounded from all around him.
Garon moved his body, and saw a square light screen flash in front of him. Miniature mechs floated on it.
There were mechs ranging from Level One to Level Five. However, because of the level of his Willpower, he could only choose mechs that were Level Three and below. Garon clicked on the image of the Level Three mech, and began to look at it carefully.
Soon, a mech that suited his needs appeared in front of him.
"Wings of Freedom: Level Three Mech Enhanced Type. Standard Mech of the Erlan Army. Firepower Level Three, Speed Level Three, Defense Level Two, Power Level Two. Special Equipment Skill: Heart of Freedom. Maximum speed for a short period of time, increase by one level. Power will decrease by one level for ten seconds after use. "
This mech was dark blue, like a slender knight holding a dragon spear. It wore a sharp hat, and only the nose and mouth below the eyes were exposed. It gave off a mysterious feeling.
He clicked on the Wings of Freedom image. In an instant, Garon felt his surroundings change. In the blink of an eye, he was sitting inside a dark blue cabin. In front of him was a circular light screen, which could show the situation outside.
On the dark blue walls, there were many lines and indicator lights connecting the cabins.
"Have you chosen? Wings of Freedom? " A dark red mech suddenly appeared on the field opposite him. It was also in human form, but it held two red cross swords in its hands. It gently crossed each other, making a crisp sound. There was nothing special about that mech. It just gave off a very ordinary feeling.
"Mine is the lowest level Level Five mech, Red Fish," Sofia introduced. "I purposely chose the lowest level Level Five mech to let you see the terrifying difference in Mech piloting due to the difference in Willpower level."
Garon did not answer. He just quietly operated the mech and moved its limbs.
"Shall we begin?" Red Fish raised a cross sword.
"Yes," Garon replied.
"Be careful. What I'm going to use next is the Red Fish mech's most basic Sprint Cross Slash. This is a basic technique that any Level Five pilot would know. "Sofia was very responsible as she pointed out her next move.
"Understood. Come at me, senior." Garon bent his body. His Level Three Willpower allowed him to control the mech freely without the help of the Moonfang. The agility, speed, reflexes, strength, and other attributes of a level three mecha surprised him slightly. This level three mecha was equivalent to two level one mecha's attributes stacked together. This was not the result of one plus one equals two. In a real battle, this level of strength could achieve a valiant battle record of one versus ten.
"Be careful!" Sofia reminded him again. "Sprint Cross Slash!"
The Red Fish mech's legs suddenly lit up with red light. Both swords were spread out at her sides, forming a figure eight.
Vroom!!
The loud sound of the engine was heard. The Red Fish mech's sudden burst of speed actually crossed hundreds of meters in an instant. Both swords slashed forward, forming a red cross in the air.
This speed was far beyond that of a Level Three mech. In an instant, she crossed hundreds of meters and sprinted in front of Garon's mech. This terrifying burst of power made it impossible for Garon's Willpower to control the mech to react. He could only barely raise his spear in front of him and try to use the opponent's momentum to pierce through.
There was too little time. This was the best he could do.
However, what Garon did not expect was that the Red Fish mech could still make slight adjustments in such an explosive burst of speed. She only moved her body slightly to the left and caught the spear under her armpit, allowing it to pass through. The cross sword in her hand slashed hard on the Wings of Freedom's body.
Although Garon had already activated the Wings of Freedom's Heart of Freedom ability at high speed, he was still slower by a large margin. In an instant, his head and chest were hit by the cross sword.
His vision went black. Boom! Then, the poison around him disappeared, leaving behind complete darkness.
'Pilot Sofia wins!' The electronic voice sounded again.
Poof …
The cockpit opened automatically.
Garon stood up and walked out. Sofia had already come out before him and was looking at him quietly. The surrounding students and Anjay Terin were also there. The students were whispering among themselves, but Anjay Terin did not look surprised at all.
"How is it? Do you feel the difference? "Sofia asked softly. "My Willpower is only Level Three, but with the modification of my authority, I can control a Level Five mech. Although it's the lowest level, you can almost feel the difference between the levels of the mech. I was once like you, defeated by a Level Four mech. "
"Why is the difference so big?" Garon recalled the scene just now and knew that the difference between the mechs was far greater than he had imagined.
"This is the strongest point of a Willpower mech. It has a built-in transmission system that can increase the speed of the pilot's nerves. This acceleration will continue to increase as the pilot's Willpower level increases. In the eyes of the pilot, the accelerated world is like an extremely slow world. Any movement that does not reach a certain speed can only be seen in the most ordinary slow motion, just like watching a movie in slow motion. "Sofia explained.
"And this is just the average level. High-level pilots can even control the mech to release a force field. If the mech's level is not up to standard, they can't even get close." Anjay Terin sighed. "Just like the magnetic force field, the strong magnetic field will affect the balance of the pilot and the mech. Unless it's a non-metallic mech, they can't even get close. They can only be attacked from a distance. There's also the reflective force field. This is something that the White Light Organization has been good at recently. It's said that no matter how strong the attack is, it can instantly reflect it back. It's basically an undefeatable machine! "
Garen furrowed his brows deeply. The difference between the levels of Willpower could be magnified by the mech to such an extent. He had to admit that he had underestimated the terror of a Willpower mech.
"Looks like only a mech can deal with a mech … Unless it's an army that has reached the pinnacle of Secret Techniques or the Demon King level, the pure destructive power of a mech is still not as terrifying as a mech." Garon finally had a clear understanding of the mech's level.
He had indeed used all his strength just now. No matter how strong his body was, when faced with a mech's attack, unless it was at a very high level, the force of that attack was not something that a mere body could withstand. It was at least a few hundred tons of force. And this was only taking into account the strength of the mech, not the damage caused by Willpower.
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