Chapter 412: The Martian King is One

Zhou Naiyi and the others all held their breath, while Sheng Man and the others were so nervous their hands were shaking.

Wuzang closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and his heart gave a thundering beat.

Wujia Breathing Technique—Thunder Move!

Boom... boom...

With every thundering beat, Wuzang's Golden Zone surged up a notch; when the third sound rang out, Wuzang had already recovered to his peak, his face turning ruddy, though blood began to flow from his eyes and nostrils.

Walan remained unmoved; the entire Centaur King mecha carried the roar of hell, as if countless ghosts were shrieking, and he intended to use his strongest power to destroy his opponent.

Boom, boom...

The two mobile suits charged simultaneously, both pilots' Zones entering their peak at the same time; for the sake of their team's victory, at this moment, no one would retreat.

A terrifying shriek pierced the entire arena, the gray light flames vibrating incessantly as the headless Knight and the Centaur mecha merged into one.

——Abyss Legion, charge!

At this moment, the Centaur mecha released an aura as if a thousand troops and ten thousand horses were rushing toward them.

The Night mecha's Blood Moon also slashed out, a streak of red light piercing through the air.

Wujia—Wild Wind Dimensional Slash!

Rumble, rumble, rumble...

In the blink of an eye, light flames soared into the sky, the surrounding buildings exploded with a crash, and the two mobile suits crossed paths amidst the rubble and fire.

The entire Galaxy Center was incomparably quiet, and there wasn't a single bullet comment in the livestream; Kuangwu Daren and Huonan were both staring fixedly at the screen. Huonan was cursing internally—if it weren't for the fact that the other guy was from the Fire God Team, he would have already roasted him until he couldn't even take care of himself. He knew perfectly well that Wuzang's resilience was strong, so why bother bickering with such a person, let alone give him the opportunity to be provoked? Wouldn't it have been better to just let him lie down comfortably?

All the students of Tianjing Martial Arts were looking up at the big screen, and some of the girls had already covered their eyes.

It was too quiet; finally, someone slowly opened their eyes, and then there was no sound.

The Centaur mecha's left arm had fallen off, and its body was split halfway, but that final blade hadn't cut all the way through, while Wuzang's Night mecha had a piece of the Tianhuo Changmao pierced through its head and cockpit.

Not only that, Wuzang in the cockpit had already lost consciousness.

The Centaur mecha turned its body, looked at the Night mecha, and raised its only remaining right hand.

At this moment, the Martians at the scene went completely crazy, dancing wildly, tearing off their clothes, and cheering unscrupulously; this was the Fire God Team, this was their strongest team.

The bullet comments in the livestream also exploded completely, becoming a paradise for Martians. Ever since the Puppet appeared, the Martians, who had been constantly sanctioned, were nearly driven mad. After Romero lost, the pent-up frustration and anger in the hearts of the Martians had reached a boiling point, to the extent that they were exceptionally anxious about today's match, but their King, the only Wolf King, the invincible Wolf King, the great Fire God Team had not failed their expectations!

"The great Fire God Team takes the second point! The Wolf King is leading his warriors forward with big strides! Mu Jiang is getting closer and closer to his defeat! Brothers, what are you waiting for? Come and show your support, send Mu Jiang off, and cheer for our great warriors~~~~~"

Huonan started dancing directly in the livestream, twisting wildly in front of Kuangwu Daren, and even intended to pull Kuangwu Daren in to twist with him.

This situation was incomparably agonizing; not only that, the big screen had already displayed the status of the two pilots. In the first match, Belastan was carried away, and in the second match, Wuzang was carried away. Both sides were fighting with their lives, but the depth of the Fire God Team was not something Tianjing Martial Arts could compare to, and Walan was clearly still in good condition.

"Walan did that on purpose."

"Obviously. The Wujia Breathing Technique is no secret; it's a battle tactic that overdraws one's potential. Back in the day, Wu Fa also relied on this to show off. It's impossible for Wuzang not to know it, it's just that for today's match, it's over for Wuzang."

"Basta's targeting is very thorough; he didn't leave Li Ge any chance at all."

"Trading blows with Li Mo and leaving him a chance is just digging your own grave. If you want to talk about who understands Li Ge, besides Xilian, it's Basta."

"I'm afraid this isn't over yet; the next one to be targeted will be Zhou Naiyi."

"I heard Zhou Naiyi's ability is very special, she can imitate others, and she's been getting very close to Tianxing Martial Arts recently?"

"You know about it, do you think Basta wouldn't? I'm afraid she won't be able to walk away standing in the next match either."

"Holy crap, you mean you want to make it so Tianjing Martial Arts can't even scrape together five people?"

"The most ruthless person on Mars will always be the Wolf King. Romero and Duanwu are only ruthless on the surface; a dog that bares its teeth doesn't bite. The Wolf King has always only done the most ruthless things, which is why he is the King."

After the excitement, Huonan also reacted. He was worthy of being the man standing at the peak of the Martian mecha world, the man who had won the S-Tournament Champion title; the tactics he formulated were not meant to win against Wuzang at all, but to kill Wuzang.

Holy crap, that's awesome plus!

... No matter how cautious one is when dealing with Mu Jiang, it's not an exaggeration. He admired Basta.

This is the Wolf King's mindset: either don't do it, or if you do, do it until they're dead. Cool!

Countless military academy students across Mars were watching the battle, and seeing this scene, they were also boiling over. Even when Romero was at his most glorious, no one called him the Wolf King, because on Mars, there is only one King, and that is Basta.

The Martians were all cheering and shouting, now waiting for the next lamb to be slaughtered from Tianjing Martial Arts.

"No way, didn't Tianjing just beat Eternal? How did they end up like this all of a sudden?" Su Yu was also dumbfounded. She looked at Arths beside her; she was also quite conflicted. At first, she looked down on Li Hao a bit, but what could she do? Someone liked him, and Li Hao had indeed accomplished some big things. If he could go further, that would be better, but losing to the Moon Battle Team was one thing, and now, having just defeated the defending champion, they were being crushed by the Martians?

"The strength of the S-Tournament fluctuates every year. It's not that Eternal got weaker, but that the other teams got stronger. Fire God is too powerful," Dita said. This was about the same as the situation she faced in the North Caro tournament; there was still a chance to fight at the beginning, but facing this kind of team was truly desperate. From her perspective, this was the normal situation. Tianjing Martial Arts' problems had been completely exposed by Basta. It's hard; this time, it's truly hard.

Dita held Arths' hand; she originally thought she would be nervous, but she discovered that her little hand didn't even have a drop of sweat.

Arths felt Dita's worry and smiled slightly, "Until the last moment of the match, no one knows what will happen."

Dita then remembered that A Youyou was not just Arths who could sing, but also a commander who had won the Starship S Tournament. This mental fortitude was not ordinary.

"It's hard, unless a miracle happens. I feel like Zhou Naiyi's side has probably been thoroughly researched too." Even if her ability was borrowed by Zhou Naiyi, honestly, this kind of discounted ability didn't have much effect in a one-on-one.

Tianjing Martial Arts' war room had indeed entered the most severe moment since the start of the S-Tournament. The consecutive losses of Cheng Konghai and Wuzang had directly plunged Tianjing Martial Arts into a desperate situation. Li Hao absolutely could not go up in the third match; if he went up, Tianjing Martial Arts would truly be finished.

Zhou Naiyi took a deep breath, "I'll go!"

She had been preparing for this moment, but she had no confidence at all. Dita's ability could not essentially bring her more changes; she couldn't use the Lightning Matrix, and only the precognition ability could play a certain role, but her sharpness in a one-on-one was also inferior to Dita's. An unstable precognition would instead disrupt her own combat rhythm. Once she hesitated or wavered, it was no different from courting death, but it could indeed play a certain role in team battles.

Looking at the Fire God's arrangements targeting Cheng Konghai and Wuzang earlier, Zhou Naiyi felt that she had no secrets at all, and the information she had on her opponents before the match seemed to have no value. There was a huge gap in intelligence gathering between the two sides, and this couldn't be blamed on Tan Ziyuan and the others; the gap in team foundation was huge, and the channels were different. What others could obtain, they couldn't even get in touch with.

"Wait a moment," Li Hao said, "Zuoge, come over here, I want to talk to you about something private."

Zuo Xiaotang waved his hands hurriedly, "No, if you have something to say, just say it here. I really don't have the confidence or the certainty. If you let me go up, there's a 190 percent chance I'll just be giving away the win."

"Look, I haven't even said anything yet, it really is a private matter." Li Hao didn't care about that and dragged Zuo Xiaotang over directly. The others were also silent, not knowing what other methods Li Hao could have.

Zuo Xiaotang was also an option, but Zuo Xiaotang had been a "big move" player all along, and every time he won, it was extremely thrilling. A Sniper was truly unstable; once cracked, he would only be left to be K. O.'d. It was impossible for the Fire God Team not to notice this point.

By the time Zuo Xiaotang played in a critical battle, it was actually when the team had reached a point of no return.

"Hao Ge, it really won't work. It's not that I'm afraid of taking responsibility, but I have self-awareness; I can't beat them," Zuo Xiaotang knew what Li Hao wanted to say and waved his hands desperately, "And you know that when I'm under a lot of pressure, I get cramps, really."

At this time, Zhou Naiyi had already applied to the referee for a delay, gaining five minutes of preparation time. Each team could only use this once in a match. The atmosphere at the scene also became lively, and many veteran spectators felt it too: now it was the life-and-death moment for Tianjing Martial Arts, and the player they sent out would truly directly determine the fate of this match.

"Mu Jiang is panicking. He definitely can't go up himself. Between Zuo Xiaotang and Zhou Naiyi, whoever goes up is useless. The Fire God Team has already made full preparations!" Huonan said, "Dear spectators, while Mu Jiang is struggling, why don't you come and show your support for the geniuses of the Fire God Team!"

"The Puppet God must have his own arrangements. In fact, in the previous matches, Tianjing Martial Arts always had tactics, from Cheng Konghai's concealment to everyone's continuous growth, every step was prepared. Facing the Fire God Team, I believe Tianjing Martial Arts must still have a trump card!" Kuangwu Daren said, though his confidence was also a bit lacking; the strength on paper had already dried up.

"Haha, now we can only look forward to Ma Long-san; at most, it will be a battle between a Burning Will healer and a Flowing Heart Martial Arts warrior. I'm quite looking forward to it. Let me make a bold guess: does he have the ability to heal his opponent to death?" Huonan laughed loudly.

When it comes to insulting people without using profanity, Huonan is also at the ceiling level.

Ma Long is impossible; at this moment, Ma Long is also extremely anxious and uncomfortable. He wants to help so much, but if he goes up, he will probably be beaten until he doubts his own life.

What should he do?