Youre kidding me, right?! Even if he knows how to use Runic Matrices, he wants to use his half-bake knowledge against the Atlantean prince? Is he trying to explain to me the meaning of showing off in front of an expert?!
Yan Xiaosu waved his hand and smiled slightly. “Laurel, if you are interested, let’s go together. Regardless of victory or defeat, you will have a different experience.”
The Holy Light Pioneer was a scout mech from the Holy Light series. It possessed the beauty of the Holy Light series, and together with Eve Litt, it was as beautiful as a painting.
Saruman Snake battle team, Sea Queen battle team, Sword Shield Rose battle team, Soulless battle team, Zero Degrees battle team, Dynasty battle team, Sky Arrow battle team, and Child of Light battle team.
All that they possessed, all their control, all that they had experienced were things that mankind could not begin to compare with. This calmness was the glory of historical precipitation.
A ray of Holy Light shot from Wang Zhengs Knight of Holy Light into the sky. Everyone was blinded by the shaking of the sudden radiance.
The power of Wang Zheng’s blow aside, even in terms of psychological pressure, he had completely dominated Qiqin Nacchai.
Di Maria smirked. He did not like Wang Zheng. Not this limelight-stealer. Losers should have the bearing of a loser, and obediently grovel. He had thought that Elite Academy X would be his path to glory, but he had become a laughing stock. If it had not been his family working behind the scenes to salvage things, he would have taken double the losses.
Following closely behind was Wang Zheng as a member of the Solar System taking part in the IG. The music that followed was arousing excitement. The Solar System battle team was too weak and was on the verge of elimination, unable to progress to the actual match.
“What I’m worried about is that the leader and members will be separated after this, and we can’t showcase our team synergy.” Achilles revealed his worries.
These three people – Zhou Yun, Pang Tong, Anluda – were very important to Lear. This was the first time that there were members outside of the Solar System supporting him after he became a Saint candidate, which was a good start. Lear was not sure if they had gotten the news or if the Saint had arranged it, so he gave them face. At the same time, the three of their strengths were certainly not bad, but Lear had recently realized that there was something not right. The three of them had a lot of shortcomings, often criticising the Dynasty battle team, and although they were still somewhat respectful to him, the respect given seemed as if treating him like A Dou, as if he, this Saint candidate, would be completely useless if he left them.
It would definitely be an agony for anyone in the arena to be confronted with this dark element. They would have to be prepared to force the enemy to a corner and perish together. Yet Wang Zheng had defeated his opponent easily.
This was not an equal battle. Menlo was five years older than him and had far richer experience. These five years were times of rapid growth for a warrior. However, no one would take this into consideration in the battlefield.
The representatives of the most powerful colleges in the current Milky Way Alliance were born. Every one of the weak links of these eight teams had undergone a series of trials before they reached the quarter-finals. This was evident by watching the qualifiers and the past competitions. But the current organizing committee of the events did not seem to be very satisfied with this. They believed that this setup played to the strength of the teams.
It did not seem too likely. Against outsiders, Arbiters were very united. Even if they did not help each other, they would not pull one another down.
The Rotating Shovel was always successful. In the hands of the Greatest King, it was even more outstanding. Mars and the rest were brought down by it. However, would it still be able to create a miracle against Aragorn?
The Maklou visiting delegation headed by Maklou’s governor, Mr. Mobo, would be doing inquiry visits to the countries along the transport route.
Wang Zheng was also looking at what Luo Fei would choose in the end. Actually, against Arbiter people, especially for Mars, whose core laid in his mech’s resilience.
She did not know if her indifferent aunt had left herself any room for escape, but up until now, everything had been smooth sailing.
Everyone’s disposition needed to be nurtured from a young age. No arrogance and impetuosity. No matter where one was in terms of success, one should always continue to strive to improve, and not to squander any opportunity. She was precisely like this. When she inherited Aslan, the Aslan Empire was already one of the strongest nations in the Milky Way Alliance. But she had single-handedly taken Aslan from “one of the” to “the”, and would take any “risks” to encroach her opponents so that the advantage would be greater. Eventually, a day would come when she would be out of the reach her former opponents.
Aina was watching this match too. She was distracted after a day full of activities involving foreign affairs. Her apparent composure was merely a performance. She could not reveal her imperfections. Kashawen should not even sense any imperfections. Confidence, even if it were a pretense, was required to mount pressure on the opponent.
Inside the cockpit, Menlo was emotionless. Instantly, the big screen zoomed in on him, focusing on the cold look in his eyes. The chill of Arbiter. Invincible. They were soldiers who lived to battle!