Chapter 313: Tang Blade vs. Silver Dragon Spear

In the observation room, three women of different styles stood together, a sight truly worthy of the human world; of course, Su Yu actually had a lot of charisma too, but standing next to these three who were peerless in their youthful beauty, she felt a bit depressed.

Fan Liweite was making pre-battle preparations, though it was unclear what he was preparing; Li Hao was already waiting in the training arena, scrolling through the weapon menu on his Skylink, talking to himself.

"Damn, there are this many?" Over five hundred types of cold and hot weapons—it was too luxurious. Thinking of the meager pickings at Tianjing Mecha, he felt even worse. This couldn't be blamed on Principal Long; Tianjing Mecha hadn't proven itself, and the Federation couldn't possibly provide large-scale funding. Plus, with money needed everywhere, it was impossible for the budget to all go to the Mecha Department.

What was even harder was that these high-tech and high-end materials were almost entirely monopolized by the NUP, and the import prices were completely different.

Sharpening the knife won't delay the woodcutting; he had to think of a way to get money. Li Hao looked up at Dita in the observation room.

Suddenly, shame welled up in his heart. He really wasn't a human being; he shouldn't be fleecing her like this. She was, after all, A Youyou's cousin. Was there anyone else around he could get money from?

Team Leader Li fell into deep thought; were they all poor ghosts?

In the observation room, everyone was also watching the pensive Li Hao; it was clear that Li Hao also placed great importance on this battle.

"Aofei, you look very relaxed; you have a lot of confidence in Li Hao," Dita said with a smile. Although Star and Eternal didn't have much of a friendship, Fan Liweite was, after all, the NUP's signature.

The Tianjing exchange tournament had allowed the relationship between Dita and Aofei to ease, but their combat styles were too similar, and they belonged to two hostile federations; they were also the main competitors in this S Tournament, so their stances could not change.

"In a mecha pilot duel, 95% chance of winning; in a mecha duel, 90%," Aofei said indifferently, her tone full of confidence.

Aofei didn't mean to look down on Fan Liweite, but even if Fan Liweite was stronger than Chao Qinglong, it probably wasn't by much. The only thing worth worrying about was his ability; once he possessed the soul essence of the Flowing Heart Martial Arts, victory or defeat would be decided in a split second. She wouldn't blindly believe in a 100% victory.

"Is Li Hao that strong?" A Youyou asked curiously. "Fan Liweite is the world champion, isn't he the number one person in the Solar System?"

Even with Aofei's personality, looking at A Youyou, who was so close, she couldn't help but be attracted; this girl was like an elf who had descended into the mortal world. "When it comes to top-tier players, victory and defeat have a certain element of luck. Judging by the results, Fan Liweite is indeed the strongest in the S10, but if we only look at individual strength, I can only say he's in the top ten."

"Team Leader Aofei, that's too exaggerated. Even if you're confident, there should be a limit. The S Tournament champion is the universe's number one," Su Yu couldn't help but say. In her view, the world champion was definitely number one; calling him top ten was just ridiculous.

Honestly, if it weren't for the Ocean Heart, if Li Hao and Fan Liweite were placed in front of her, she would choose Fan Liweite ten thousand times, twenty thousand times. A Youyou didn't know what had bewitched her heart. Not mentioning looks, cultural literacy, status, background, or even honors—for a man, just looking at strength, it was definitely Fan Liweite. She would choose like this at 20, still choose like this at 30, and it wouldn't change at 40.

"Aofei, that's an exaggeration. Fan Liweite is at least at a top-three level."

Dita didn't believe it either. She knew Li Hao was strong, but compared to a master like Fan Liweite who had already been tempered by the S Tournament, fought through the ranks, and stood at the peak, there was a gap in perspective and vision.

Li Hao could only bully her; his Drawing Sword Technique really didn't have much room to be displayed in front of someone like Fan Liweite who was proficient in the Baiwu Style.

A Youyou watched the arena; what she was worried about wasn't victory or defeat, but that Li Hao shouldn't get hurt.

Aofei frowned slightly. "Little Miss Arths, although Team Leader Li Hao currently doesn't have any honors, this year's S11 will definitely be his stage."

"I hope so." Arths smiled slightly. Aofei also felt a sense of affection; she could feel the other's sincerity—it was just liking.

Su Yu tugged at A Youyou. This girl, did she have any stance at all? Romantic feelings should be put aside.

"The confidence is certainly high, but I want to see if he can last 2 minutes." Su Yu was also a mecha fan, of course, the kind of layman fan who just liked to watch the excitement and chase idols. That was why she had used Arths' account to discuss things with Fan Liweite for a long time, only to find out later that Fan Liweite had some twisted ideas, so she had to stop. Actually, if Fan Liweite were willing to go deeper with her, she wouldn't be unable to accept it.

Fan Liweite appeared; he had actually changed his clothes. This was the training uniform of the Baiwu Style—a white practice suit paired with a black belt, looking exceptionally handsome and charming. Fan Liweite gestured a thumbs-up toward the observation room.

After a period of adjustment, Fan Liweite had adjusted his mental state and determination to the peak. This battle would not only allow him to gain first-hand experience, but defeating Li Hao was also a deterrent to all the Tianjing pups. More importantly, he could gain Arths' favor and completely sever Li Hao's unrealistic thoughts.

Just by him, standing beside Arths was a form of defilement; it would never be allowed.

At this moment, Fan Liweite had returned to the peak state he was in when he won the championship; the past had been completely buried.

Li Hao was still clicking his tongue in wonder. Damn, the Ocean Heart was truly rich. It had some very obscure weapons from Ancient Martial Arts like chain hooks, cross-halberds, meteor hammers, and spiked clubs. Thinking of those few "treasures" at Tianjing Mecha, Li Hao's heart felt conflicted. Then he found a sub-menu under the menu; Li Hao angrily closed it. If he kept looking, he would want to pack it all up.

Fan Liweite opened his Skylink, and after linking, he immediately selected his weapon: the Silver Dragon Spear, the top of the Baiwu Style weapon rankings.

The Baiwu Style did not shy away from it; the Silver Dragon Spear was inherited from the long spear of Ancient Martial Arts, but it had been improved to be more suitable for New Humans and more in line with the era, taking the essence and discarding the dross. This was also the greatness of the Moon People.

And it was precisely while piloting this invincible Silver Dragon Spear that Fan Liweite had bloomed with invincible brilliance at the S10. He himself had fought all the way to the championship in the S Tournament, maintaining an undefeated record.

Li Hao was still picking; the various blades were as beautiful as a painting.

"The Baiwu spear is supreme; choosing anything else is useless," Fan Liweite said indifferently. Li Hao was hesitating, which made his confidence rise again. Yes, he had transformed; a person must overcome the past to face the future.

Those outside the arena were both expectant and nervous. The members of Eternal had clearly become mortal enemies with Tianjing Mecha, and both sides were standing at the entrance, swords drawn. Ever since winning the championship, they hadn't suffered such humiliation; they were ranked first wherever they went. It was only after Li Hao appeared that the championship aura suddenly stopped working, and even other teams stopped respecting them. All of this was because of this one person.

On the Tianjing Mecha side, the one with the most presence was Sheng Man. Anyway, she was a layman, so who was afraid of whom? She feigned calmness, but inside she was still very nervous. Actually, even they wanted to go in and take a look. Thinking that their team leader could actually duel the Heavenly King Fan Liweite and cause such a stir, it felt very exciting.

Ma Long's hands were itching again; not taking a photo to commemorate such an awesome scene would be a disservice to himself. Thinking and doing, he immediately took a close-up selfie, and he had already thought of the title: The Day of the Decisive Battle with Eternal.

This prestige was maxed out, especially when paired with the unfriendly expressions of the Eternal members, which set off the strength of Tianjing Mecha even more. He had even thought of the caption; he was just waiting for the result. Hao Ge had to be powerful; whether he could gain followers this time depended on this wave. If he took down Fan Liweite—damn, what was he thinking? He actually dared to think of such a thing?

"Wuzang, can he do it?" Zuo Xiaotang was very worried, because a mecha pilot duel was the easiest to get injured in, and the pressure from the Heavenly King Fan Liweite was still too great.

Wuzang shook his head slightly. "Impossible to judge; Fan Liweite is very strong."

Cheng Konghai smiled. "Don't worry, a level like Fan Liweite is something Second Brother can handle easily."

As soon as these words were spoken, all the Eternal members bristled. If it weren't for the Ocean Heart staff quickly separating them, it felt like a brawl was about to break out. Exchange tournaments didn't reject intensity, but a melee would be too shameful.

Anlita was acting as a peacemaker. Clearly, the mentality of the Eternal Team had completely changed after winning the championship—they felt superior and would not allow any offensive provocation.

"Fan Liweite still has a 50% chance of winning," Ji Yuguang smiled. "This is probably also the battle where we say goodbye to the past."

"Then you're thinking a bit too much. Romero, you have the most right to speak," Dumela smiled. It was a mecha battle, of course, not Romero's full strength, and of course not Li Hao's full strength, but they still gained a lot of information from the details.

"Where do I have the right to speak?" Romero waved his hand. "Anyway, whoever defeats Li Hao is the new king."

The S Tournament champion was just a champion, not a king. Basta had won it, Maxis had won it, but neither had said they were kings. Mecha fans had one view, but fellow top pilots had their own set of judgment standards.

Wanting to conquer one's peers was the hardest thing. But if Fan Liweite really defeated Li Hao today, then everyone would give him the respect of a king in the future.

Basta rarely spoke; he nodded slightly to express his attitude. He agreed with this judgment.

In the training arena, Li Hao selected his weapon: the K23 Tang Horizontal Blade, a great killing weapon among Tang blades.

Taking the exquisite Tang Horizontal Blade from the raised weapon grid, feeling that pattern and that tactile sensation, Li Hao was a bit intoxicated. With Xilian's generosity, packing a few wouldn't be something he'd mind, right?

Seeing Li Hao's weapon, Fan Liweite's eyes couldn't help but gain a few more colors. If he had brought out some inexplicable, weird weapons, it might have been more troublesome. Spears beat blades; that was what he was best at. This was also the reason he had slaughtered everyone in the S Tournament. The Baiwu Style knew everything about the various attack methods of weapons and their mutual restraint.

When full of confidence, Fan Liweite was flamboyant, and his whole body radiated the charm of a Heavenly King.

Su Yu couldn't hold back the surging emotions in her heart; her mind was filled with the glory of Fan Liweite leading the Eternal Team to slaughter everyone and reach the peak of the Solar System Vanguard.

"Heavenly King~!... Victory... ~!" Su Yu shouted loudly, waving her hands.

Aofei looked at this superfluous old woman inexplicably, but she was too lazy to bother with such a layman.