Game after game started gradually.
Highlights from each competition area flashed across the big screen from time to time. In addition, over the entire arena, an anti-gravity white battleship floated. Condition.
Garen looked at the state of the field in front of him for a while, and it was not interesting. They were all well-regulated shooting or standard textbook battles. Although they looked smooth, they were not very capable in actual combat.
He glanced at the data on the floating screen above.
'Barry: Win 1. Merces: Win 1.'
This means that both of them have ended the battle. Finishing the opponent in such a quick time shows the strong combat capabilities of the two.
Time passed slowly, and finally the announcer's voice was their turn.
"C5 Class Fabriel vs C6 Class Carly."
Fabriel stood up next to him, and with the encouragement of Teacher Ham, he went straight to the entrance of the arena that opened automatically at the rear.
The students in the class sitting in the auditorium not far away stood up one after another and looked over here. Mia and Ai Er were also among them. They looked at Garen, saw that he was still sitting in the seat, calm and motionless, and sat down again.
Around the noisy competition area, only the cheering voices of the classmates could be vaguely heard, and the cheering voices of such a small number of people were directly drowned in other voices.
Garen sat quietly in his seat. One of his goals was to get the top three places in the qualifying competition. Only by joining the academy's elite team could he obtain real mid-to-high-end exercise methods for free. He already knew the world very well. The routes at the top are all controlled by those in power. If you want to get information about the power system of this world and join the core of the inherent power, this is the best way.
Hearing the shouts one after another around him, there was a bang in the distance, and there were screams nearby.
Garen's heart was at peace. According to the information of Teacher Ham, if it is not expected, the top three in this year's competition should be between Barry, Kaus Arelo, and Merces.
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"In this competition, our C grades probably don't have any suspense. Barry, Kaus, and Merces should be the favorites to win the championship. The competition is actually a competition between them." Sitting on the referee's seat A young man in grade C said with a smile.
A red-eyed ponytail woman on his right side is overlooking the field below. The woman wears a single-chip computer glasses in her right eye, and a large number of data analysis models flash and flow on the lenses. Upon hearing this, the woman pressed the lens and straightened up.
"The teacher asked us to come this time. I guess the purpose is to investigate which of Merses and Kaus is more suitable to join our sect. Although the qualifications of the two are similar, the family background and personal personality also need a certain degree of observation. .”
"Actually, other candidates also have good qualifications, but the comprehensive strength can reach the second level, and only these three people. The other outstanding students, even if they have the second-level strength, are only one subject and two subjects. The overall strength is combined. A qualitative change has been achieved." The man casually browsed the other parts of the arena.
"But maybe, what if a dark horse comes out? Look, Werner and the others are also investigating the students of this period, and their target should be that Barry." The woman looked to the other side.
A bearded man in white over there was picking his teeth with a toothpick, while casually looking at the floating display board in front of him.
The man looked over there, pouted.
"That guy is a beast. He was still unconvinced after being beaten up by you last time. Apart from fighting all day long, how much money will be wasted on the academy just for mecha maintenance?"
"Yeah, if only everyone was like Angie Senna." The red-eyed woman nodded slightly.
"Being psychologically shadowed by you like him?" The man glanced at the woman strangely.
On the referee's seat on the other side not far away.
Werner noticed the gazes of the two over there.
"It's that woman!" He looked serious, "That perverted woman is here too."
"One of the three level 4 elites, Red-eyed Medilo. In internal battles, he beat his opponents into lifelong disabilities many times. In external missions, he had the blood of tens of thousands of people on his hands. She looks like an inconspicuous and delicate female student. In fact, he is a terrifying executioner who is even more brutal and bloody than our department." A boy with glasses behind Werner whispered.
"That woman even said frankly that she is the elite who is most likely to inherit the title of Black Star for the next generation." Werner saw the woman's gaze shifted over, and felt a chill running down his spine, but for the sake of the man's dignity, He had to try to put on an expression that I was bold and not afraid at all. By the way, I also took out a toothpick to pick my teeth.
"Be careful, Medilo's lineage. The mentor is Vice President Simes. It is one of the three most powerful departments in the college. The forces behind it are intertwined. Recently, the influence in the college has been growing. Vice President Simes There is a hint of competition for the position of Zhang of the main courtyard, and the dean is already old, and their lineage is likely to reach the top." The boy with glasses reminded in a low voice.
Werner accidentally stuck a toothpick in his gum, and he broke into a cold sweat from the pain, but he still tried his best to maintain his image of a tough guy. Feeling the gaze of that red-eyed pervert over there, his heart was bleeding
"These perverts come to the freshman class every year to rob people. It's just that you are unlucky to meet the red-eyed one that happened to be offended by you." The boy with glasses also noticed that Werner's mouth was bleeding, and immediately showed sympathy.
"As expected of Werner, he is ruthless to others, and he is even more ruthless to himself. Even when the toothpick bleeds, he still doesn't change his face." The red-eyed Medilo in the distance admired. "At the beginning, I just let him go because I admired his tough guy style. What our academy lacks is this kind of toughness that lasts until the last moment."
The man next to him suddenly showed a strange look.
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"C5 Banno Nosiwa vs C6 Bangal."
Before the competition, Garen stood up and watched Fei Bailie walk down with a calm face. The opponent in the last match was the chief of the opponent, chief against chief. This is the default rule of the academy.
The opponent didn't cause any trouble to him. Both sides are high-speed mobile opponents. After a quick displacement, they quickly collided.
Fei Bailie didn't waste much energy in close combat. After using a round of basic saber techniques, a white light suddenly flashed in the cold light. While fighting at high speed, he also quietly brewed a laser cannon. One shot hit the opponent's cockpit. C6 squad The students at the previous level are very good, with such a high ranking, but this year's freshmen are obviously not good enough, and the opponent's chief can fight smoothly, but that's all.
Walking down after winning easily, Fabriel patted Gallon on the shoulder.
"Be careful and win."
"I know." Garen nodded, and walked towards the entrance of the passage behind him. Ham hugged him and guided him in a low voice according to the old rules. Don't panic when you encounter any situation, and what to do.
"Nuo Nuo! Come on!!" Two voices suddenly sounded from the stands, mixed in with many cheers, they were inconspicuous, but Garen could tell it was Ai'er and Mia at once.
He turned his head and waved to the two of them.
"Go! Get rid of him!"
Teacher Ham pushed Garen's back with a smile.
Garen made an ok gesture backwards and quickly walked into the passage.
Taking advantage of this qualifying match, he just wanted to test what level of strength he would achieve with his combat awareness combined with Crescent Moon.
Enter the passage, walk into the mech room, and several white beams of light shoot from the left and right, hitting the mech's body surface.
This is a white humanoid mecha, with square shoulder armor on both shoulders, two armguards on the arms and forearms, and a fang-like spike protruding from the chin on the front of the chest. Extending down to the crotch, it seems to exist as a protective system for defensive cooperation.
"This is one of the academy's standard mechas. A standard first-class mecha." Garen looked at the five-meter-tall humanoid mecha with satisfaction.
Beep, beep.
The short reminder sounded, and he didn't delay any longer. He stepped forward and stood on the elevator. Amidst the whining sound of lifting, he jumped into the cockpit with the chest of the mech opened.
Clap clap!
After several consecutive beeps for turning on the lighting console, put on the helmet, and under the circular view in front of you, the circular console lights up with dense green electronic lights and a rotating model screen.
"The black disk 1 standard mecha starts."
A low electronic sound sounded.
"Data Module Expansion"
"Weapon System Deployment"
"Energy system warming up"
"The final inspection of the body."
Garen put his hands on the console, put Crescent Moon on the edge of the table on the right, and took a deep breath.
"C534, Nonoxiwa, dispatch!!"
Whoosh! !
The huge mecha popped up, and a blue flame rushed out from behind, rushing out along the pitch-black launch path, like a white bird flying with wings.
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Gal gently slid out of the track channel and landed on the alloy floor of the arena to stand firm. The padded feet protected by the mecha made him light on the ground without making much noise.
The pitch-black humanoid mecha holds two pitch-black daggers in both hands. As a unique dagger-style fighting skill of the family, Gal can stand out here as a class representative against other classes, which is a symbol of strength in itself, at least in his It seems so.
Listening to the cheers and cursing outside one after another, Cal seemed to feel that it was the glory that was about to ring out for him.
"Standing on such a field is really exciting."
He has a feeling of narcissism, feeling that his whole body is slowly burning, and his state is unprecedentedly good. He is an extremely rare competitive player. The more pressure and the bigger the scene, the better the state.
Soon, an automatic passageway opened on the opposite wall of the arena, and the opponent's mecha also slid out lightly and landed firmly. The opponent chose the two laser cannons that came with the mecha. The muzzles were thick and thin, and the muzzles were dark, and the slender white cannon barrels were one on the left and right, which also looked a little hideous.
"The game begins!" The mechanical voice sounded.
"Hey!" Garr started the mecha suddenly, and the comprehensive strength of the middle level of the first level made him rush towards the opponent, and the mecha made a difficult S-shaped trajectory movement.
But just after rushing out less than a hundred meters, the muzzle of the opposite mech suddenly lit up with two white lights. Gal felt his scalp tingling. .
"How can it be!!?"
Woo! !
The two laser beams precisely hit the same spot on the cockpit of the black mecha with a strange sound, breaking through the mecha's defensive armor almost instantly.
Boom!
The black mecha exploded, but the life-saving system managed to eject Garl in an instant. He flew high and was intercepted by the medical robots around the arena.
(end of this chapter)