Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The spear and axe interlocked.
Bang… Bang…
The Heavenly King mech fired a shot from the Dragon Spear. Even at such a critical time, Achilles added a spiral force to his shot. However, it was useless. It only swept the battle axe aside. The Frenzy mech landed on the ground, legs bent, but rose up instantly. A human’s muscles needed a buffer to withstand the force, then erupt. However, to a power-type warrior, this was what the other types of warriors could not compare. Many people had seen an average power-type warrior, but they had never seen an Earth-rank two power-type warrior.
Bang… Bang…
A flying kick. Once again, a lethal strike on the Heavenly King Dragon Spear mech.
Whoosh… Bang…
This kick sent the Heavenly King Dragon Spear mech flying all the way till it hit the energy shield wall. The energy shield wall vibrated violently. The Heavenly King mech slid down slowly.
At that moment, Achilles had both his arms in protection. He did not even attempt to launch an attack with his gravitational force. It was like attempting to use a horse to pull a train. It was suicide. Gravitational shield.
Achilles swallowed the blood that was coming out of his mouth. The Heavenly technique was in continuous motion, trying to calm the churning blood.
This power was simply incredible.
Or rather, this strength of one equivalent to ten attacking method was exactly the type to restrain Achilles.
Of course, restrain was mutual. There was no absolute. The important thing was the level. If the opponent’s level was higher than Achilles’, it would then be a total restrain.
The camera was now pointed at the members of Saruman Snake. Everyone looked solemn. No one could provide any help now. Although they had expected this battle to be tough, they had not imagined it to be this tough.
Arbiter had not declined. They should not be underestimated simply because of the failures of Asura and the Iron and Steel College. The Soulless battle team was the real number one battle team. This was the strength to suppress everything.
Achilles took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing his injuries.
“It looks like Achilles hasn’t given up yet.”
“If he wants to live, he better surrender. The difference in strength is too great.”
It came from the introduction of the Royal College of Manalasuo.
“This is totally unexpected. This is all there is to the Greatest King of Elite Academy X. Other than Wang Zheng, it seems like the rest are just not top-class.”
“I think that’s because Arbiter is just too strong. It seems that the Soulless battle team has made a good judgment call on the tactics of the Saruman Snake. Menlo is totally restraining Achilles.”
The two commentators from the Versailles Empire College commented hopelessly. It seemed that this was not a fierce battle after all.
Every college had also made their judgement, and all the big casinos had also adjusted their payouts for the bets. Individual strength would also affect team battles. It was obvious that the winning rate of the Soulless battle team was rising continuously.
In the battlefield, Achilles still had not given up. The Heavenly King mech was moving. He needed to retrieve his weapon first.
With a wave of his hand, the gravitational force launched. The Dragon Spear flew towards the Heavenly King mech. But the cold whistling sound of killing came calling. Bang…
The battle axe struck and sent the Dragon Spear flying again.
Menlo carried the battle axe. Just as Captain Aragorn had predicted, Wang Zheng was a very brave man. If he had wanted a team battle, then Achilles would not have been the first one to take to the battlefield. It was obvious that he was not betting on a team battle, but rather, for individual battles to decide the outcome. Was he trying to get a three-zero win?
Menlo thought that this was the greatest joke in the entire world. Did this bunch of useless trash from Saruman Snake really think they could do it?
He did not doubt Wang Zheng’s power. However, the rest were not capable enough. If this was the case, the Soulless battle team would gift Saruman Snake a three-zero victory.
However, Saruman Snake would be the one left empty-handed.
Menlo carried the battle axe, slowly closing in on the Heavenly King mech. “You are not my match. Surrender now! Otherwise, don’t give me any trouble if you die later.”
Menlo did not mind killing off the loser, it was those annoying rules. There were not many annoying matters in the Arbiter military. However, the generals and managers had reminded him that they had to follow the rules of the outside world. Menlo was no fool either.
Achilles did not reply, except the Heavenly King mech posed for battle. Menlo frowned. He had done his part and given him fair warning. If his opponent was seeking death, it would not be his fault.
The Frenzy mech suddenly advanced. The sudden advancement shocked everyone too. The ground cracked. The entire Frenzy mech was like a missile advancing forward. It was even more ferocious than the canon of the Overlord mech. The Heavenly King mech… dodged.
This head-on confrontation would definitely shatter it into pieces.
Menlo’s sudden advancement and speed of attack were indeed very strong. However, he did not have any advantage in terms of the speed. Of course, the oppressor had the upper hand. However, each time he got closer, Achilles would use the repulsive force to open up a distance between them. He was still capable of such skill. After all, he was an Earth-rank warrior. He still had this skill. Menlo was not afraid that his opponent would attack him, but he would be speechless if his opponent were to run away.
If he was so afraid to die, why battle?
Ran away? Was that useful?
Moon. Silence. The historic Moonlight Academy was immersed in what felt like the silence of death. Their idol, and the glorious past of the Moon, were they gone forever?
When confronted with a real shooter, was running the only option?
Giant banners of the handsome Achilles could be seen throughout the Moonlight Academy. The many different light effects created a glorious, godlike effect. Yet now, Achilles was like a beaten dog, embarrassingly escaping.
“It seems that the difference in strength has forced Achilles to stall for time while looking for opportunities,” said Si Jiali. “But he hasn’t given up battling.”
Si Jiali had wanted to compliment Achilles but could not utter a word even when it was already at the tip of her tongue. When it was time to fight, he should fight. However, it was clear that the gap was huge and that this was just delaying his defeat. Just play punk and be a gangster.
In the VIP room, the four beauties were also stunned. What the hell?
Achilles was considered rather handsome, and it was something a minority of non-Aslan people would acknowledge. But this was totally humiliating.
“Indeed, when it comes to battling, good looks doesn’t mean a thing.” Qian Xuedie licked a lollipop. Her choice today was a barbeque flavour. Her lips were very bright, just like the blood that was flowing from Achilles’ mouth.
Lin Huiyin’s little hands were clasped tightly together. Her elder sister had said that the first match was very important. Saruman Snake’s only chance was the individual battles, where they still stood a fighting chance. Once they went into team battle, they would have practically no chance of winning. But did they even stand a chance in individual battles?
Inside the palace, Kashawen had specially made time and invited Aina to watch this “all-important” battle together. The two, who held the highest power in Aslan, did not speak. However, it was obvious that Kashawen was more relaxed. She did not need to be present at the arena for such a match. However, this was a good opportunity to inhibit and educate Aina.
What was surprising was that Aina had accepted the invitation. Kashawen thought that Aina would avoid it. It seemed that she had grown stronger during the last few years. This was a good sign.
However, this was just like the current live battle. If they could not even defeat the mere Soulless, how could there be talks about the championship?
Taking a thousand steps back, being in love was one thing, marriage was another. Marrying Aina was equivalent to marrying the Aslan Empire. It was as hard as landing on the moon. Wang Zheng was arrogant, even the beggars could brag.
Mitchell and Lacus were standing behind Kashawen and Aina respectively. Lacus was clearly more anxious. This was so unfair!
The big screens were now focused on Wang Zheng. He was now considered a legend. A human who had continuously humiliated Aslan, Arbiter, Manalasuo, and other great nations. It was already a miracle to have taken the title of the Greatest King in Elite Academy X. Honestly speaking, had Saruman Snake not sprung such a surprise, this SIG would not have reached such scale. Aslan and Arbiter would not have such a lineup either. Although both parties were hostile, they also had a tacit understanding. This time, they had been “forced” to go all out.
However, it was a wondrous though – Wang Zheng had actually led the “momentum” of two countries. But that all would end here. Many of the national colleges’ commentaries were lamenting that this man was born in the wrong place.
“Did you all notice? The members of Saruman Snake are not depressed. Nor are they disappointed.”
“If you say Wang Zheng is steadfast because of his strength, then take a look at the rest, even the substitutes. Their eyes are filled with… hope.”
“Oh, this is an extravagant hope. If looks could kill, I would now be the greatest king. My looks are known to be penetrating!”
Everyone laughed loudly. The students from Astina Military College also laughed loudly. This had nothing to do with them. They were merely enjoying the show. Actually, it had not even been that exciting.
Wang Zheng could not hear the laughter. Achilles could not hear the ridicule. Achilles had focused all his attention on escaping.
He finally picked up his weapon again after making a full circle. The damaged arena created a chance for him to display his gravitational technique.
