Chapter 65: Prediction Also Has Its Levels

Boom...

Two Mobile Suits disappeared at the same time, and reappeared at the same time, only... the Ghost Warrior's head was gone, its body lost balance and spun away, while the Laser Eye in mid-air fired, piercing directly through the headless body.

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Clatter... Boom.

The Armor Dragon landed, and the Ghost Warrior exploded.

The entire venue was deathly silent. Who won? The Armor Dragon? Or had the Armor Dragon actually come up, and this was a draw?

What is going on?

Puppet wins!

Then, without any hesitation, Sa Wutian was kicked out.

Huonan, who was still standing, suddenly sat down on his butt. Why did it turn out like this?

Zhuang Zhou was excited inside, his eyes filled with passion, but his expression was calm. "Everyone, I know you have doubts. Next, please witness the art of war from a god!"

No one thought Zhuang Zhou was a charlatan, because at that moment, the Armor Dragon had been at an absolute disadvantage. It wasn't just that its Titanium Blade had been broken, but it had lost the ability to fight altogether. How did it turn it all around within a second? Was he a War God?

A hint of an intriguing smile appeared on the corner of Gao Yunfeng's mouth. "The Martians have become arrogant. This year is our best chance."

Zhou Naiyi did not answer; she hadn't even heard what the other person was saying. Sa Wutian was very powerful, and he wasn't the type to charge in recklessly. In the end, he must have set a trap, and Puppet had fallen for it, but somehow, he had been countered. The Flash Strike was fine, but...

At this moment, the members of the EMP analysis team were already standing by, giving their answer immediately.

The Ghost Warrior's Heavenly Ridge Thirty-Six Slashes began. Without a doubt, both Mechas were fighting at full strength. The entire sequence of kill moves was extremely extreme, with every strike hitting home. At this point, the classic moment was highlighted: circles were marked one by one. Sa Wutian's slashes were almost all in the same position, and the Ghost Blade was superior to the Armor Dragon's outdated Titanium Blade in both quality and durability. This laid the groundwork; this was the detail of the Ghost Martial Sect's young master.

Puppet was indeed strong. He defended and countered. Using the same move, the analysis video drew circles on the footwork again, while providing a small-angle comparison video. The terrifying fluidity made it look like a synchronized copy. It felt like even disciples of the Ghost Martial Sect might not reach this level. And the detail was that Sa Wutian had countered; he wanted to jam the opponent's footwork rhythm and disrupt it directly, but the Armor Dragon used footwork to spin away. This wasn't imitation; it was a true understanding of the Heavenly Ridge Thirty-Six Slashes.

The key moment came: the instant the Armor Dragon thought it had succeeded was also the moment its mentality was most surging. Any pilot would find it hard to control their pride at this moment. Such a brilliant prediction—the next step would surely be a killing blow. And Sa Wutian had seized this mentality. The opponent's powerful attack, combined with the Ghost Martial Sect's blade-breaking technique used simultaneously, and the repeated striking position, directly broke the Titanium Blade, completely disintegrating the Armor Dragon's offensive. The feeling of the force being misaligned was enough to make the Armor Dragon lose its center of gravity.

The Laser Eye's charging was to put pressure on the opponent; the Laser Eye, which could be fired at any time, was a factor that had to be considered. And the real killing blow was Flash - Decapitation.

The Ghost Blade slashed directly toward the Armor Dragon's head. This was the favorite way for Martian experts to dominate.

But the instant the Ghost Warrior used Flash Strike, the Armor Dragon also used Flash Strike.

The slow-motion footage was shown in a super close-up. Everyone's eyeballs were about to pop out.

Arc Step Flash Strike — Roundhouse Kick.

Crunch.

The Ghost Warrior predicted the Armor Dragon's move, but the Armor Dragon predicted the Ghost Warrior's prediction. An Arc Flash Strike, a kick was thrown out, and the Ghost Warrior effectively crashed into the opponent's attack. Its head flew off directly. The powerful inertia and impact caused the lower half to fly away like a spinning top, and it was also hit by the falling Laser Eye.

This was one hundred percent Reality Mode. The sensors would transmit the violent shock directly to the pilot's brain. That feeling was absolutely earth-shattering.

"Here, I must explain. A normal Flash Strike is linear, while an Arc Step Flash Strike adds a rotational force to the Flash Strike, forming an arc trajectory the moment it rushes out. It looks easy, but this kind of control is extremely difficult!" Zhuang Zhou said without hiding his pride. "I said it before: for the Puppet God, the result is never a problem. We just need to believe in him and watch a great battle show. Old Nan, it's your turn to perform!" Zhuang Zhou was reminding the other party's Spaceship.

Huonan, who had wanted to go to the bathroom, stopped helplessly. "Ahem, this match was just an accidental mistake. I think Sa Wutian must have been out of form due to training too hard..."

"An explanation is just a cover-up. Hurry up. I didn't say anything, did I? It's just one match, right? That's fine, we Earthlings are very magnanimous, we don't care about this. Anyway, there are plenty of opportunities later!" Zhuang Zhou said, letting out a big sigh of relief.

Spaceships took off one after another.

Zhuang Zhou couldn't be bothered to pay attention. He didn't know if the Puppet God would fight again. Reality Mode was very draining. Puppet hadn't logged off, but he hadn't continued to enter the rankings either.

Li Hao wasn't tired, but he needed to go to the bathroom.

In the EMP Hall, the highlight reel was still playing. The official analysis just now was only a quick overview. In fact, for the average military academy student, there were still many details inside. Some moves, if taken out individually, would be enough to practice for a long time.

Even as A-Class Military Academy students, the gap between top experts and average students was still very large. After Genetic Adjustment, the upper limit was actually widened. Of course, top experts usually entered special forces or high-level positions, and regular troops still needed a large number of talents.

"Naiyi, have you considered it?" Gao Yunfeng looked at Zhou Naiyi. He didn't care for these internet celebrities. No matter how well they played online, it was useless. Offline was a completely different world. Watching these people be so enthusiastic, but honestly, when facing the S Tournament, they weren't worth mentioning.

Zhou Naiyi glanced at the rogue Gao who was pretending to be a gentleman and shook her head decisively. "Team Leader Gao, let's see each other on the competition field!"

"Naiyi, why bother? I think you are a wise and calm person. Knowing you will lose, why go down this dead end?" Gao Yunfeng said, pulling Zhou Naiyi.

"Team Leader Gao, please respect yourself!" Zhou Naiyi directly shook off the other person's hand.

Gao Yunfeng still wore a smile. "Naiyi, even if you are angry with me, you can't joke with your future..."

Before he could finish speaking, his shoulder was heavily patted. If it weren't for the fact that there were so many people present, Gao Yunfeng could have punched the other person to death, letting them know why flowers are so red.

"What are you doing, Team Leader Gao? Be polite to our Class Monitor!" Li Hao appeared, and his wet hand directly gripped Gao Yunfeng's hand. "If you like shaking hands so much, why didn't you say so earlier? Every time I finish using the bathroom, I want to find someone to wipe my hands on, oh, I mean, shake hands."

Gao Yunfeng was so disgusted he quickly shook him off. "Li Hao, is it? Get lost immediately!"

Li Hao smiled. "Class Monitor, what happened?"

I don't know why, but seeing Li Hao, Zhou Naiyi felt inexplicably relieved. "Team Leader Gao wants our team to surrender, otherwise he will force us to disband."

"Ah, Team Leader Gao, are you that afraid of losing in the Campus Tournament? You should have said so earlier. Wouldn't it be enough to just go easy on you when we beat you?" Li Hao waved his hand helplessly.

"Li Hao, who do you think you are? Are you still immersed in those little achievements from kindergarten? I advise you to use your brain. I am the team leader of the First Team and must be responsible for the First Team. Tianjing Martial Arts values fairness. Only the most capable team can represent Tianjing in the competition. But I think Naiyi and the others still have potential, so I wanted them to join. You are nothing, don't meddle here!" Gao Yunfeng was reasonable and well-grounded, looking down at Li Hao from a high position.

Li Hao chuckled. "Team Leader Gao is truly awesome, standing on the moral high ground and acting all high and mighty. To be able to say such shameless words so artistically, I think you're right—only a strong team can represent Tianjing in the competition. We'll find out in next week's Campus Tournament, won't we? Don't tell me you can predict the future? Holy crap, was playing so poorly last year because you were being humble?"

Gao Yunfeng's expression changed. Li Hao's status didn't qualify him to talk to him at all, and arguing would only lower his own value. He turned to Zhou Naiyi. "Naiyi, do you think so too?"

"Team Leader Zhou, I have already made myself clear. Let's speak with our strength!"

There was no point in further conversation. Zhou Naiyi was not a hesitant person.

"Very well, you are all very good. See you next week!" Gao Yunfeng flicked his sleeves and left. At this moment, he was truly angry. How unappreciative!

After Gao Yunfeng left, Zhou Naiyi let out a big sigh of relief, her whole body looking like a deflated balloon. As the former team leader, the pressure Gao Yunfeng put on her was still very great, especially since she also knew the situation of the battle. But letting her join Gao Yunfeng's team was absolutely impossible, even if she had to wait another year.

"Class Monitor, don't be so gloomy. It's no big deal. Just teach them a lesson next week!" Li Hao said.

Zhou Naiyi couldn't help but laugh and cry. "Thank you, but you also know that the team's current situation is not very good."

"I know. Zuo Xiaopang said you're missing a person. I'll do it. I can play any position, guaranteed to win!" Li Hao patted his chest and said.

Zhou Naiyi couldn't help but smile. "As expected of an expert who got an S rating, the aura is different. Student Li, everyone has underestimated you. It's just that this is too unfair to you. The principal told me that you cannot represent Tianjing in the S Tournament."

For a military academy student, it was one thing to have no strength, but to have strength and not be able to participate in the S Tournament was simply a blatant suppression. If it were her, she wouldn't be able to let it go either. If he couldn't participate, making him play in this kind of competition was even more bullying.

Li Hao patted Zhou Naiyi on the shoulder. "Class Monitor, what are you thinking about? Isn't it good to have a chance to show your face? You've helped me with many things, and I haven't been polite. What's such a small matter? Let's go, a Class Monitor should be magnanimous. I admire you very much. By the way, I made a little money recently, I'll treat you all to a late-night snack."

Li Hao knew that there was class money for public activities in the class, and everyone had to pay it, but his share was paid by Zhou Naiyi. Zhou Naiyi knew his family situation and, to protect his self-esteem, never mentioned it. Similar things had happened several times. Meeting such a good person, if he didn't contribute, he would be too inhumane... How would he have the face to borrow money in the future?

Li Hao, walking in front, did not notice that the rims of Zhou Naiyi's eyes behind him were a little red.

(Answering the question hotly debated by the brothers: regarding why there are still people who refuse to accept the Puppet's winning streak, to put it simply, there are still many people who refuse to accept Mike Tyson, many who think Khabib can only fight while crawling on the ground, and many who think they could kill Gaji-ge. Even after Brother Deep Water won the ONE Championship, he is still looked down upon by quite a few people. In fact, this is a very normal phenomenon, not to mention our little Puppet, who has only gone from being completely unknown to being a minor internet celebrity.)