Translator: Abyssruler Editor: Lucas
He still wanted to fight???
What use was 1 more beam saber?
Even Zhang Shan was anxious. There was no need to continue fighting. This was completely different from IG. Hocatolin’s Ability X had too much of an advantage. Fighting this much was enough.
But at this stage, Olivios and the rest knew that neither would give up now.
Perhaps only the naïve Highness Huiyin did not sense the danger. She still looked on excitedly.
Angela felt that Wang Zheng’s grit was his greatest strength, but he had already used more than 90%, while Hocatolin had only maybe used just 60%.
If Wang Zheng was of the same ability class, Hocatolin might already be left on the ground. But life was not about the ‘if’s.
Hocatolin adopted an aggressive stance for the first time. He was about to seize the initiative for the first time. This Wang Zheng was qualified enough to be an opponent of the same class. He would use his own strongest attack to defeat him!
Life or death were inconsequential!
“Professor, is it time to call a stop to things? If this continues, something bad will happen.” Some people reminded.
Jiang Feng shook his head slightly. Those destined for greatness did not thrive in easy situations. Whether Wang Zheng or Hocatolin, they were walking the path of no return, and their lives were in the balance.
Besides, he really wanted to know how this would turn out.
Storm Swordsman’s 2 beam sabers crossed behind its back.
BOOM…
Void Shadow God’s fire energy was completely concentrated on the beam saber. Under the pouring energy, the beam saber glowed with a pure blue within the red of the fire. Just one cut would immediately kill anything in its way!
Suddenly, Void Shadow God disappeared!
God!
D*mn! To use the warp at this time!
This was… too unbeatable!
But in the instant that Void Shadow God warped, Storm Swordsman made its move.
The two beam sabers violently scythed upwards!
BLAM…
A ripple, visible to the naked eye, swept outwards.
BOOM…
The vanished Void Shadow God appeared… in 2 halves.
The mecha’s torso fell and rolled on the floor, the two legs still planted in their original position.
The entire arena was deathly silent. Even the students from both military schools were silent.
A mecha that had already entered warp speed for translocation had actually been cut out of it???
Two halves?
A distance of more than 10 meters?
How was that possible???
Witchcraft?
Some ancient devilry from Earth?
Looking upon the dual wielding Storm Swordsman, respect grew in everyone’s hearts.
Olivios smiled. His right fist was clenched tightly. Only the strongest could defeat the strongest!
The paramedics rushed forward, dragging Hocatolin out from the cockpit. The Vermillion Bird King had fainted. The intense and violent distortion was not something that the average constitution was built to withstand.
At the other side, another team of paramedics rushed towards the Storm Swordsman, afraid that Wang Zheng’s injuries were far worse.
Yet, the Storm Swordsman’s cockpit opened of its own accord. Wang Zheng… from inside… jumped out, giving the medical personnel a fright.
D*mn, was he even human? This body was that of a monster’s!
The mecha was almost done for, but the pilot seemed completely unharmed.
A body of steel!
Zhang Shan was exultant, leaping up and whooping. His calls shocked the entire crowd into applause and cheers.
A miracle had appeared. The 3rd Huang Grade student to achieve victory.
This was Wang Zheng, of Earth!
Angela was uncomprehending. “That’s possible?”
Lin Huiyin waved a hand carefreely. “I told you, he’d definitely win. Angela, looks like your judgement is getting hazier and hazier by the day.”
Angela bit her tongue. This… had not a lick to do with one’s judgment!
This was virtually impossible. What skill was this, to cleave a warping mecha in two with one blow?
This was blasphemy!
What kind of monster was he!
The girls present were calling even more shrilly now. They wanted to know under those form-concealing clothes, what kind of body was hidden.
Ai Xiaolu and the rest were cheering unrestrained as well. Honestly, even in their most addled states, they would never have thought that Wang Zheng was capable of winning. There was not even the slightest possibility. But life was even weirder than the movies.
The cheers of the crowd were deafening, but it was unimportant to Wang Zheng. He gazed heavenward. He wanted to tell Old Zhuo that he would continue to proceed steadily, and accumulate victories. He would be as strong as Old Zhuo!
Giving him no time to prepare himself, Zhang Shan, Eisen, Majgull, and a bunch of them had already pounced on him, and hoisted Wang Zheng into the air. The medical personnel were white as a sheet. F*ck, they had not even confirmed his condition, and they were doing all kinds of reckless things.
But seeing the exuberant Wang Zheng, they were impressed as well. Who knew that the world had such unkillable people.
Inexplicably, Lear had suddenly calmed down after seeing Wang Zheng’s performance. He turned back to the downcast Luo Fei, and actually smiled. “It’s amazing that Wang Zheng actually won. Why are you so sad?”
Lear knew that Luo Fei actually held a soft spot for Wang Zheng, Zhang Shan and their group.
Luo Fei’s soul had already left his body. He was done for. He was bankrupt now. He should have been content with his good life, and not dreamed up such a diseased idea like the betting table. He was about to be f*cking hunted and killed. His Skylink was already beeping urgently with debtors.
“Keke, Boss. Can I talk to you about something?” Luo Fei said tremulously.
Lear nodded. His mood was not bad. He had earned a place after all. And as for Wang Zheng, he was just another rival. In the end, he was going to be the one to unite the Milky Way Alliance.
“I would like to borrow some money…” Fatty was very humble. He had already seen that Lear’s expression was not too good. Forget rice, he might not even have salted vegetables to eat in the days to come.
Zhang Shan and the rest did not keep up their antics. Wang Zheng still had to undergo a physical examination. After such a battle, it was prudent to have himself checked out.
But this battle had made Wang Zheng really famous. Although his Ability X was clearly lacking by a rank, but he had beat Hocatolin. That body was coveted by everybody. And as for the finer details of the battle, those had to be analyzed slowly and carefully to be fully understood.
In a room in the Galaxy Military College, the Skylink resting beside Aina’s hand rang. She eventually chose not to open it. Since she had chosen to leave, then she must have a clean break.
Perhaps it was really as Kashawen said; she could do it because her intellect understood the implications. As long as she could really let go, Aslan would not bother Wang Zheng, and interfere with his development.
Because in the end, there was but one candidate for Queen of Aslan, and that was Aina Aslan. And the King, the Prime Minister and the royal family would do anything to make her understand that.
Aslan’s ruler was not a puppet, or it would not be the Aslan of today. One day, Aina would exert her authority to cleanse the place of people like Kashawen, just like they were doing now. Each ruler of Aslan had come to power thus.
An empire fit to rule the Milky Way Alliance some day in the future. Its welfare transcended everything.
This was the obsession of Aslan people. They were actually even more fanatical than the Arbiters.
The competition had already started to replay the finals broadcast, including some technical analysis. The Elite Academies’ technical skills were beyond doubt. This was the champion’s replay. Previously, Marzu, Olivios, Lear, Pampas had been the same, although Marzu and Pampas had won too easily. Lear and Olivios had struggled as well Although they had Black rank opponents, but these two had displayed a level of control and ability that was frightening. And Wang Zheng’s match was by far the most spectacular, especially in the face of Hocatolin’s strength.
Previously, pros did not watch such replays, because they had already understood everything the first time. But this time, not a single person left.
Because there were things they did not understand.
What the analysts had come up with was both sides’ best performance. The first clip was the Raging Tornado Attack. It analyzed the capabilities of the Storm Swordsman in depth. As expected, the technology of the Void Shadow God held the advantage, but the Storm Swordsman had been created by the OMG genius architect Ye Zisu, and was no less than what was expected of her. Everybody only knew of the Wind God, while this model was her 2nd formal product.
This model of mecha could be said to be made specially for wind-affinity ability users. When the super-gravity energy ore was stimulated, the mecha immediately had heightened speed and lift beyond comprehension. Of course, the mecha was just an object. The key was the pilot’s control. Storm Swordsman’s merging with the hurricane and attacking had swept Void Shadow God into the cyclone. And the highlight was that frenzied rotating combination…
The screen filled with numbers on the right side. By the time Void Shadow God had counter attacked, it had been cut a total of 136 times, and from all different angles. The pilot’s muscles and skeletal structure must have had been under unimaginable pressure, and the forced speed should have been more than 15 times of the original. And he had to maintain control over Ability X, in order to defend against the opponent’s Inferno ability.
Just this move alone left many wide-eyed in shock. Such strength was inhuman.
The second clip was of Hocatolin. It had to be said that he was indeed a model example of a fighter nurtured by Aslan. Excellent in all aspects, and shining in battle. His battle approach was a fusion of violent bursts and an understanding of when to maintain control. His control of the Inferno energy was impeccable. Although he had lost, but this had to be acknowledged. Ability X to control energy shields elevated him to a god among gods. To attack and defend as one, and that one maximum power explosion had been completely directed outwards. This move was fairly impossible, as average people could not control the direction of the explosion.
But in the end it had been beaten by Wang Zheng. Storm Swordsman’s energy shield had been completely used to defend against this blow, and he had still been injured.
The footage went into extreme slow-motion, and the finer details of the mechas’ attack and defense could be clearly seen.
At this moment, there was a collective gasp. In the analysis, it had cut to a close-up of Storm Swordsman. Although the Storm Swordsman had been under attack, but his left hand was always guarding in front of his chest. Under normal circumstances, maintaining such a stance in a frenzied attack was unbearable.
Unless… Wang Zheng had already been prepared. The purpose of this attack was to lure Hocatolin into counter-attacking.
On closer examination, such an explosive attack definitely took a greater toll on Wang Zheng compared to Hocatolin. If Hocatolin had gritted his teeth, laid his life on the line and toughed it out, the outcome might have been different.
But Hocatolin had not been able to hold on!
“Aslan people’s sense of honor ruins things for them at times.” Olivios noted mildly. If he had kept his cool, he would have realized that Wang Zheng’s attack had a far greater energy expenditure compared to himself. It looked frenzied, but was simply overwhelming in aggression.
Of course, Hocatolin had been too confident, he had thought that that one blow could incinerate Wang Zheng in the explosion.
As the fire exploded outwards, Wang Zheng’s reaction had been speedy. He had activated the energy shields, but they had exploded soon after. Under super slow-motion, they finally understood how Wang Zheng had lived.
Fire Shield!
