Chapter 263: Gale

"This match is the key," Milner said. Given Milner's status and position, to him, this was merely witnessing a fierce battle. Whether it was an individual or a team, if they wanted to show their prowess in the S Tournament, nothing could be lacking.

To win the championship, one needed the right time, the right place, and the right people, plus the blessing of fate; missing even a little bit wouldn't do. He had played in three tournaments himself and knew this well.

Perkins finished bandaging. "Yeah, damn it, I'm a bit nervous. The time for a changing of the guard has arrived." He was afraid of Li Hao, but he favored Chao Qinglong more; after all, the era of individual combat was gone forever, and everything had to be done within the scope of the rules.

Luo Dongsheng chuckled. "No way, right? If Tianjing Mecha can win, I'll swim back to Earth."

Others were also whispering as they watched the Tianjing Mecha team members, who were pretending to be calm but were actually nervous as hell. Their tense bodies looked like startled cranes or ducks, and the gap was truly too vast.

Milner and Perkins stopped talking. They had no common language with Luo Dongsheng and the others, but they were no longer children and couldn't be bothered to explain.

The atmosphere on Aofei's side was still relatively good. The Round Table Knights fully demonstrated their super-strong combat power, and every position was quite capable.

"As long as Wuzang takes this match, it will be fine," Yan Peng said.

"That's for sure, just one small point!"

"But this small point isn't so easy to take."

It all depended on Wuzang. As a descendant of the Wu Family, whether in terms of Mental Power or foundation, he wouldn't be too bad. "Alfonso, take it!" Chao Qinglong said. "Yes, Third Brother!"

Alfonso, a former member of the Tianqi Youth Class, the core strength of the North Caro team, a Light Type mecha pilot who had been number one in EMP many times, skilled in various Mecha, was a super Warrior without blind spots.

One was the most anticipated Supernova of the year, the other a top Warrior who had been famous for a long time.

No matter how you looked at it, Alfonso still had the upper hand. The North Caro side looked calm; they had absolute confidence in Alfonso.

Wuzang and Alfonso looked at each other, their expressions very calm, both sides full of confidence.

The first wave of ten silver balls shot out. Neither Wuzang nor Alfonso made any large displacements; instead, they used stationary Cross Steps and footwork to dodge completely. It was very easy, and both sides were incomparably precise in their body control and judgment.

After all, with the groundwork of the first two rounds, even if the trajectories changed slightly, it was useless against them.

The second wave arrived, still ten silver balls, plus variable-speed trajectories. Both sides entered the Red Pupil State almost simultaneously, moving through the gaps between the silver balls, dodging by a hair's breadth. Neither was willing to make large displacements that would put them in a passive position. Their extreme movements and precise dodges were all inch-shifts, using the smallest displacement to dodge.

The deadly hidden ball strikes clearly couldn't work either; both of them made it through the second round.

The third wave: twelve silver balls each shot out chaotically, instantly covering both of them. Theoretically, this had already entered a complete blind spot; relying on physical movement and dodging was impossible to avoid.

Whoosh~

Alfonso spread his arms, and all the silver balls were directly frozen in mid-air, followed by their speed being drastically reduced.

An ability brought by the Red Pupil—Spatial Control.

Everyone looked at Lu Donglei. Lu Donglei didn't show any reaction; clearly, this was approved. The assessment condition was that one could not be hit.

Everyone looked at Wuzang. Boom, boom, boom...

Mental Blast directly blew away the key silver balls. Gaps appeared in the silver balls' attack, and Wuzang also dodged easily.

Lu Donglei finally revealed a hint of a smile. This was the assessment for the Golden Zone: one must not only possess power but also use their brain.

The silver wall used for testing suddenly flashed with red light; the next round began.

Clang, clang, clang...

Rows of sharp flying knives shot out. This lethality was clearly a level higher. Being hit by a silver ball would at most cause minor injuries, but being pierced by a flying knife carried a deadly risk.

Moreover, the shooting speed was also faster than before; there was a difference between spheres and flying knives.

Wuzang and Alfonso both dodged the flying knife formation with expressionless faces, and following that,

the first round was not much different; they were not affected in the slightest.

This couldn't help but make Lu Donglei happy. This was the kind of Warrior they wanted: overcoming fear and transcending fear.

The second round still had ten flying knives, but the attack trajectories of the flying knives had changed. Some of them were rotating, and the trajectories could no longer be predicted.

Wuzang's Mental Blast blasted out, but the Mental Blast didn't completely deflect the flying knives' attacks; instead, the trajectories became even harder to control.

Wuzang didn't change his expression, took a heavy step in place, and threw a punch.

Bang!

All the flying knives were blasted away by Spatial Control.

Alfonso on the other side was the same. Although the flying knives weren't as easy to control, they were still slowed down and became completely non-threatening in front of Alfonso.

The third level arrived.

Twelve flying knives, more directions, more angles, and the speed had also increased, almost turning into beams of light shooting at the two.

Wuzang rotated in place, followed by a hurricane wrapping around him. The flying knives shooting at Wuzang were all swept away by the hurricane and shot into the wall, sinking deep into it. The onlookers were left speechless; if these had shot into a body, it would really be over, unless one had a super-ability defense like Curtis.

Wuzang, the Supernova descendant of the Wu Family, possessed the Wind ability; only at this moment did he pull out his trump card.

On the other side, Alfonso's Spatial Control was also fully deployed, his eyes shooting red light, but he only controlled a portion. He played a trick, causing collisions the moment the flying knives shot out to disrupt the trajectories. Even so, Alfonso was flustered and barely managed to dodge.

The two were still tied.

The Tianjing Mecha side had their faces flushed red, especially Zuo Xiaotang and Huo Ying. They all knew that as long as Wuzang took this match, they wouldn't have any pressure. Little Steel Cannon is truly reliable!

The third round arrived. The silver wall flashed red light again. This time, rows of black holes popped out.

Everyone looked at each other. What the hell is this?

Laser Guns???

At this distance, with this power, what use were hurricanes or Spatial Control?

On the wall, a huge red number counted down from five seconds...

A smile appeared on the corner of Alfonso's mouth, his eyes flashed with red light, and then his whole body burned with red flames.

Golden Zone—Burning Will!

Seeing this scene, everyone's heart went cold. If this were Chao Qinglong, no one would have anything to say. But this was just a team member from North Caro, and he had already mastered Burning Will???

It could be seen that Alfonso's Burning Will was a bit strained, but it didn't matter. As long as he had grasped it, it was enough to deal with the next level.

Wuzang's expression became completely solemn because he was no longer certain, and there was no time to think.

Cross Laser was used, with no reaction time.

Wuzang made a prediction, leaped into the air, and was surrounded by a hurricane, but the laser pierced through the hurricane. Wuzang made a lateral shift at the limit distance, but was still grazed by the laser.

And on the other side, Alfonso roared and arched his body; the two lasers that hit him were refracted by his powerful Mental Power.

The first match, North Caro wins.

Following Lu Donglei's voice, a wave of whispers rippled through the arena; it wasn't too surprising, as this was the status of North Caro, but seeing it still felt a bit terrifying, and Aofei and the others all furrowed their brows, for the thing they feared most had happened.

Actually, there was no need to win; as long as the hope for the singles matches was preserved, there would be a chance, and Wuzang didn't need to win this round, just drag it to a draw would suffice, but it was clear that by the end, it still hadn't been achieved.

Alfonso revealed a confident smile and glanced at the incredibly frustrated Wuzang; Wuzang had been struck in the leg, leaving a patch of crimson, but it shouldn't have been anything serious, "How strange, what makes you think you can beat North Caro."

There was no arrogance, everything was just so logical; this was North Caro, the pride of the USE, and every Warrior was also giving their all, for their goal was the S-Tournament Champion, not the Mid-Season Tournament.

Admittedly, no one could underestimate Li Hao, but that did not mean North Caro could be profaned, and those who could represent North Caro in the S-

Tournament must have fought their way out from countless competitors, their confidence built upon day after day, year after year of hard work.

Alfonso returned to his team, and the North Caro team members were all very calm, as it didn't count for much at all; each of them had undergone rigorous training and had been tempered by various major tournaments, and the opponents of their training team were all top-tier teams from every federation, possessing the best, and being the best themselves.

This was the great North Caro S-Class Military Academy.

On the side supporting Tianjing, there was complete Silence, when suddenly a person strode out with a smile on their face, "Haha, it's finally my turn."

The only one who could still laugh at a time like this was Huo Ying; before going up, he was still loosening up his body, flexing his muscles... it was truly impossible to see any pressure or nervousness, "Is this idiot here to be a clown?"

"This guy's best profession would be to go to the circus and be a lightbulb."

"This light is a bit dim."

On the other side, a burst of laughter erupted without restraint; the atmosphere was relaxed, and there was no suspense left.

Li Hao patted Huo Ying, "Just do your best, Zuo Xiaotang is confident in the next match."

Zuo Xiaotang, standing to the side, was stunned upon hearing this; what are you saying? What confidence? How come he, the person involved, didn't know about it?

"I know, Team Leader."

Huo Ying walked up with a smile, and from the North Caro side, Lv Gang stepped out; he was the only one in the federation who could go toe-to-toe with Yan Peng in the Heavy Armor category.

Lv Gang took off his top; he wasn't the type to be particularly tall, standing at about one meter ninety-five, and his physique was quite balanced, only his muscles were like steel.

Both sides stood their ground.

Boom, boom...

The silver steel pillar slammed out, and Lv Gang didn't make a sound, taking the blow head-on; his body only swayed slightly, absolute power and violence.

On the other side, Huo Ying retreated a step, let out a muffled groan, his expression pained, and blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth, but he immediately stepped forward again.

The second strike was about to arrive.

Lv Gang didn't dare to be careless either; the first strike had already let him experience this terrifying momentum, and importantly, he could not get injured.

Red Pupil flared, and his whole person was like a devilish muscle man.

Zoom...

The silver steel pillar came at an even faster speed, boom, the momentum of this strike would truly be like being hit by a locomotive.

Boom~~~

Lv Gang took the impact head-on, his body colliding with the silver steel pillar with a muffled thud, yet he only retreated one step.

And on the other side, facing the incoming pillar, Huo Ying actually performed an attack move—Mountain Crushing Strike.

He threw his whole body into the collision, and just as he was about to go out of bounds, the silver steel pillar arrived, colliding exactly at the edge of the limit.

Boom...

Blood sprayed onto the pillar, his body retreated two steps, stuck firmly on the edge of the boundary, and the pillar retracted. Blood surged into his throat again, but Huo Ying smiled, swallowed it back, and wiped his mouth, "Got some strength, come again!"

At this moment, those who had been mocking him also fell silent.

Lv Gang glanced at Huo Ying, slightly stunned, but didn't pay much attention, because he absolutely could not withstand a third strike.