Chapter 130: Lone Wolf Romero

"Huonan, can this person be considered S-rank?" Zhuang Zhou asked.

Huonan glanced at Zhuang Zhou indifferently, "Little Zhuang, you're thinking too small, your perspective is too narrow. This kind of ranking might not count as S-rank in the USE, but here in our great Mars, this is a proper S-rank, not to mention the backing of the Wolf Martial Sect!"

Costa did not start immediately while queuing for Puppet; the members of the Wolf Martial Sect had already put down their tasks and gathered in the team's main hall.

Before anyone knew it, Lone Wolf Romero had appeared, and the team fell into a suffocating silence. In ROM, there are three wolves: Wolf King Basta, Breaking Wolf Duanwu, and Lone Wolf Romero. Romero seems to have suffered a severe injury in the past, losing his left eye; he later underwent modifications but still wears an eye patch. When he first debuted, he was actually called Duyanlang, but as his strength continued to rise and he became the team leader of the Langwu Academy, no one dared to call him that anymore.

Romero looked at Puppet on the screen, and his missing eye seemed to ache faintly again. He had received news that Puppet was suspected to be that person's alternate account. Over these years, he had strived to improve, using victory after victory to place himself among the three great experts of Mars. He had thought he had forgotten the humiliation of the past, but the moment he received the news, the pain emerged from his eye socket once more.

"Team Leader, how should I fight?" Costa asked with a smile over the Sky-Link. This was what the Team Leader had ordered; whoever queued into Puppet had to tell him. No one knew why the Team Leader cared so much about an internet celebrity.

"If you win, you'll be the Vice Captain; if you lose, get out and be a Substitute," Romero's cold voice rang out. He wanted to see for himself if it was really that person.

People can grow and change, but some things are very hard to change.

Once Romero's voice stopped, the entire hall fell silent again.

Costa swallowed hard, his eyes gleaming, "Team Leader, you're not joking?"

The Vice Captain of the Ro Great Team—this was no laughing matter. To compete for this position, the members below were fighting like crazy. In the environment of Mars, one could imagine how fierce the competition was, and now it could actually be decided by a single ranked match?

The corner of Romero's mouth curled slightly, "Have I ever joked?"

Costa could hardly believe there was such a good thing.

On the battlefield, the two entered the selection phase. Puppet casually chose an Armor Dragon Mecha and then just hung there. It wasn't intentional; since he hadn't figured out the bottom line of the blee, he could only go along with it. At least for now, no negative effects were visible, and the morale and confidence of the USE had indeed improved a lot recently.

But others didn't know that at this rank, facing Ro's Costa, even the Six Dragons of the USE wouldn't dare to act this arrogant. In an instant, the fans from Mars grew explosively.

The popularity had already broken through forty million, with Earthlings accounting for forty percent, Martians for fifty percent, and others for ten percent... Even Zhuang Zhou hadn't expected that the most attentive ones were actually Martians.

"Damn, what kind of livestream room have I come to? Does this person not know who his opponent is? Instant-picking an Armor Dragon???"

"Is this for real? Is it an exhibition match? Wait, no, isn't this Costa from the Wolf Martial Sect? Is this Earthling really this good at acting cocky?"

"That's right, he's playing against your Costa. Get to know him, invincible under the heavens—Puppet God!"

"To the one above, your mom is calling you to drink milk. 'Invincible under the heavens,' 'Puppet God,' have you even graduated from kindergarten yet!"

"What is this? Are so many people just gathering to watch a clown show? Wouldn't it be over if he just picked a counter-Mecha?"

"To the one above, Puppet God has already won dozens of matches in a row at this rank, including against S-rank players. Get to know him, or why else would he be called Puppet God!"

"You're joking, right? Are there some restrictions on both sides? I've never seen someone act this cocky?"

A smug smile appeared on Huonan's face. His propaganda had worked. The boss's intention was to crush Puppet and destroy him from the soul. First, he had to find enough helpers, enough people who hated Puppet, and those were naturally the Martians.

"Brothers, see that? This is Puppet's contempt, contempt for our Martian Warriors. He chose an Armor Dragon so casually; does he think he's guaranteed to win? I don't know what kind of temper Costa has, but I can't stand it. If we don't teach him a lesson to death, are we worthy of the glory of our great Mars Empire!" Huonan roared, waving his arms, "Brothers, I'm not just all talk. I'll support with real action: one million as a personal reward for whoever defeats Puppet!"

As he spoke, he displayed the gold notes used across the Four Great Federations, which shimmered along with his bright gold jacket, "Cash notes, instant transfer. This isn't a joke; I'm serious. Kill him!"

Many people from the military academies were watching. This one million was really not a small sum. Of course, some didn't care about this at all; defeating Puppet would make one a Martian hero. The constant raising of the stakes made the number of spectators for an otherwise insignificant EMP battle grow larger and larger.

When the number of people reached a certain level, a siphon effect would occur, and some people just looking for excitement began to pour in.

45 million—for the current format of streamers, this had already set a record. After all, this wasn't an official match, nor was there any large-scale promotion. The accumulation over this period, Puppet's disappearance, Huonan's suicide, and other gossip had truly attracted a lot of attention. Especially since Huonan was originally a popular streamer who had gone bankrupt while streaming, which even made it to the ROM trending list. Huonan had always wanted to break out of his niche and show off in front of the public, but he never dreamed it would be because of bankruptcy.

Seeing this popularity, Huonan was even more high-spirited. He was fearless. Costa was definitely an expert. Don't be reckless, absolutely don't be reckless, don't engage in melee with him, just use long-range to finish him!

Costa was also speechless. He had watched Puppet's videos; he was indeed a top-tier expert in melee, but this person was arrogant beyond measure. He hadn't even picked yet, and he was already showing off the Armor Dragon?

Usually, at this rank, both sides wait until the last second to confirm together to avoid being taken advantage of by the opponent. But this guy, he just showed it right away. Is he not treating people as human?

Costa didn't even feel surprised; it had been like this from the video clips. However, he could somewhat understand the feelings of others. Everyone had a reputation to maintain, so there was no reason to be afraid. He would definitely choose something for a head-on clash.

But today was different. He didn't care about Huonan's flashy stuff; the agreement with the Team Leader was no joke. The Team Leader wasn't joking—regardless of the process, he just had to win.

Fighting a technologically inferior Mecha like the Armor Dragon wasn't actually difficult. Just pick a high-performance one and suppress it from start to finish.

Amidst the anticipation of the masses, Costa chose his Mecha—Kuangtu yer!

It was a super killing machine from ROM, Super Type, a pure firepower Mecha. It was currently in the top ten most powerful firepower Mechas of the Four Great Federations. Clearly, Costa knew Puppet and had studied Puppet's combat style.

"Bingo, that's it. Everyone, let's witness the feast of slaughter together. Let's see what the battlefield is!" Huonan waved his fists. Finally, someone with a brain was online. Why bother with a bicycle when you can win?

Costa just casually submitted the Mars Battlefield, which was relatively advantageous to him, but he didn't expect the opponent to accept it in a second.

Why was this?

Using an Armor Dragon to fight him on the Mars Battlefield?

What on earth was this person thinking?

Ding-dong...

Costa was stunned. His teammate reminded him that this battle already had nearly 48 million viewers from the Four Great Federations watching. He vaguely remembered that the most popular unofficial matches only had twenty or thirty million. What the hell was 48 million?

Clearly, they weren't here for him; he didn't have that much charm. So many people watching an internet celebrity?

It was like seeing a ghost. Thinking about the Team Leader's attitude, this was no joke.

Could it be a pie falling from the sky?

Using a Super Mecha to fight an Armor Dragon was like a grandfather beating his grandson. This advantage was really no boast.

Battlefield—Mars Battlefield.

Two Mobile Suits entered the waiting area. Everyone stared at the Armor Dragon. How would he choose? How would he choose?

Armor Dragon's weapons: Titanium Blade, Standard Laser Gun.

"?????"

"Is this person Chao Qinglong? Aofei? Even they wouldn't dare to be this arrogant, right???"

"Get to know him, the ruler of the EMP virtual world—Invincible War God Puppet."

"Are you kidding me? If he can win this, I'll take my head off and kick it like a ball."

"No way, I really don't believe it. How can he win? What can he use to win? Even if he lands directly at the Red Flag Base, he won't be able to defend it. This kind of firepower is 100% suppression, and the Mars Battlefield doesn't have any terrain for maneuvering either."

"Yes, that's how Puppet God has won all the way here."

"I'm really breaking a sweat for this match. Previous opponents all chose to fight head-on; this is the first time someone has completely chosen to counter him."

"Puppet God might just pull off an Arc Shot for a one-hit kill!"

"The one above must be a rookie. At Costa's level, an Arc Shot is worth nothing!"

"Earthlings really haven't seen the world; unless Costa's balls suddenly disappear, there's no way to lose even if he wants to!"

Puppet (Armor Dragon) vs. Costa (Kuangtu yer)

Kuangtu yer (Super Type)

Dual-Core Fission Drive, medium-sized Mecha 80-ton class, semi-beast type.

6 shoulder-mounted anti-interference Fiber-Guided Sidewinder missiles, 2 Heavenly Maiden Scattering Flowers Bombs.

Dual Gatling Madman Laser, Laser Eye, Laser Shield.

A duel on the large map Red Flag Base mode.

Two Mobile Suits landed on the Kepler Battlefield simultaneously; the duel map is smaller than the team battle map, and the Red Flag Base appears randomly, so encounters can also occur. The reason for the Red Flag Base is to prevent one side from intentionally circling around and running away forever.

Huonan felt quite comfortable inside; the warrior caliber of Mars warriors is truly high. The Arena still gives the Armor Dragon room to perform, but in this kind of combat environment, there's nothing for the Armor Dragon to do.

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