Chapter 84: The Valiant Little Steel Cannon

The Dragon Tooth Greatsword thrust out the most lethal strike like a viper opening its blood-filled maw, while at this moment, the Dragon God Mecha's Titanium Blade had no time to defend at all.

And just at the moment Gao Yunfeng made his move, Wuzang's Dragon God Mecha finally struck.

Flash Strike—Mountain Collapse.

Everyone only saw the distance between the two mechas suddenly become zero; the Kuanglang Mecha flew backward in response, the Dragon God Mecha pressed forward, and a knee strike directly disrupted Gao Yunfeng's gritted-teeth forced control, causing his shoulder missiles to shoot at nothing and fly straight into the sky.

*Swoosh*...

The Dragon God Mecha performed a slide step plus a concise, clear, and suffocating side kick, while simultaneously bringing out the Titanium Blade.

*Boom*...

One second later, the Kuanglang K exploded.

The entire Tianjing Arena was silent; Gao Yunfeng, who had just been controlling the overall situation, had suddenly died.

An instant explosion, just like in the S Tournament; he was clearly dragging it out well, then suddenly he was OVER. Almost in an instant, his position had been replaced by Wuzang.

"Good~~~~~~~~"

Ma Laoshi jumped straight up, pounding his chest and roaring wildly, "Wuzang, Fourth Brother, awesome~!!!"

Damn it, he really is the little steel cannon that Brother trusts; he's ruthless and doesn't talk much!

Sheng Man smiled, "Second match, Wuzang wins~~~"

As her hand fell, the entire arena erupted in enthusiastic cheers. In terms of foundation, the Wu Family was naturally fiercer, and Wuzang's victory also meant that a new era for Tianjing Martial Arts had arrived.

Wuzang, Wuzang, Wuzang~~~~~~~

The whole arena shouted Wuzang's name in unison. This was not only because of him, but even more because of the glory the Wu Family brought to Tianjing Martial Arts and the glory brought to the USE. This was also what everyone was looking forward to; the moment some people appear, they are already carrying the hopes of many.

Wuzang had already walked out of the cockpit and pounded his chest heavily twice with his hand.

This was the training he never dared to slack off on for even a second, because as a descendant of the Wu Family, he had to give his all to shoulder the honor of the Wu Family, which was also his responsibility.

"Tsk tsk, look at my brother, how simple and unadorned he is. I knew he would definitely be able to sanction old Gao," Ma Long said smugly.

Ye Tong was expressionless. It was certain that Wuzang had this strength; he had even been sparring with Luo Bi during this time, so could this be the same? But this Gao Yunfeng was truly stupid.

The big screen showed the replay.

Gao Yunfeng's moves looked flashy, as if he had suppressed Wuzang, but frankly, it was too wishful. He had used this move several times already; not knowing how to adapt was one thing, but did he not even feel whether he had caused the opponent pilot's muscles to become stiff from strain?

Combat is a game of chess between two sides. He was completely immersed in a feeling of playing a game, only caring about his own pleasure. The first six swords were blocked solidly by Wuzang, yet he still dared to use a dual-sword sprint. At such close range, the opponent's random Flash Strike was faster and fiercer than his.

And Wuzang chose the most direct Mountain Collapse. Before the dual swords could be pulled back and thrust out, Wuzang's Dragon God had already crashed straight in. At this moment, Gao Yunfeng's Kuanglang Mecha had no defensive awareness and was hit solidly. And as the attacks continued in succession, Wuzang did not give his opponent any chance. There was nothing flashy, but every strike provided enough pressure to make Gao Yunfeng's muscles stiff and his movements sluggish. His brain felt like his movements were being executed, but in reality, they were not.

The simple and unadorned side kick, combined with a blade harvest—every chain of moves was basic skill.

The style of the Wu Family.

Seeing the replay, the cheers were even more enthusiastic than before, but someone like Long Danni did not smile; this was already within her expectations.

Gao Yunfeng's problem lay right here: his body was good, his basic skills were good, he had Flash Strike, frequency modulation, and his own set of flashy ultimate moves, but he was stiff and lacked spirit. This was a flaw in his talent.

Of course, these were fine; the most important thing was the gap in cognition.

His problems were huge, yet he himself was unaware of them. He was already a senior, yet he still had no realization. This was also the reason why Long Danni decided to completely start over.

If he were an ordinary team member, that would be one thing; with his current strength, he would still have a place, but he was the Team Leader.

Wuzang and Zhou Naiyi both saw this point. With the strength and talent of these two, they clearly realized that Gao Yunfeng being the Team Leader not only limited himself but also limited his teammates.

Second Team 2:0 First Team.

Before the match, upon learning that Ye Tong could not appear due to student status issues, almost everyone thought that the Second Team should just be happy not to get shut out. Who would have thought it would be such a result.

"My god, is the First Team really going to be eliminated like this?"

"There really is a chance. That Li Hao is a Team Leader after all, he should have some skills. As long as he has a decent level and takes this one, the team battle will become an exhibition match."

"It seems our new era in Tianjing is about to arrive."

"Wuzang and Zhou Naiyi are too awesome. It's a pity that the Eye of Night is leaving, otherwise our Tianjing Martial Arts would be booming."

The whole arena was buzzing with discussion. The two sides still had to continue; the competition wasn't over yet, and there was still a chance.

In the First Team's operation room, the atmosphere was incomparably heavy. The defeated Gao Yunfeng was practically going crazy; he couldn't imagine the discussions outside. How could he have lost?

He was careless, it must have been an accident. He wouldn't lose. Right, as long as he took the next match, there was still a chance to do it again in the team battle.

No one in the First Team dared to speak. Zhao Zhihan had already been kicked out. Within the team, Gao Yunfeng had absolute authority, and it was best not to speak when he was in a bad mood.

Gao Yunfeng looked around at the remaining three people, and finally, his gaze settled on Luo Diping. "Little Luo, the most important match is handed to you. They have little combat experience; your Beast-Armor Mecha will definitely have a suppressive effect. You must win!"

Luo Diping nodded, "Yes, Team Leader!"

On the Second Team's side, the atmosphere was much more relaxed. Of course, no one was arrogant; neither Zhou Naiyi nor Wuzang were that type of personality, though Huo Ying was very anxious.

"Team Leader, let me do it, I'm very fierce. They will most likely send that Luo Diping; I love fighting beasts the most!" Huo Ying patted his chest with a thumping sound. In such a flashy occasion, he dreamed of it.

Zuo Xiaotang kept his head down, not his business. Anyway, whether Li Hao went or Huo Ying went, it wasn't a big problem. Even if they lost, there was still the team battle. Wuzang and the Class Monitor were too fierce; he only needed to hold onto their thighs.

Why is it so quiet... Why is everyone looking at me???

"Zuo Xiaotang, the third match, the critical battle is handed to you. If you win, we ascend the throne directly!"

Li Hao patted Zuo Xiaotang on the shoulder. The slightly chubby boy almost squatted down, his face turning red almost instantly, shaking his head and waving his hands, "No, no, no, I can't do this one."

"You can do it, go on!"

"No, Hao Ge, I'm a long-range pilot. If the opponent kills a melee pilot, I'll be GG. Don't joke, you should go, or Huo Ying can go!" Zuo Xiaotang shook his head like a rattle-drum. Such a big scene, just thinking about it made him twitch.

"I'm not joking with you, you are going in this match," Li Hao said calmly.

"Team Leader, let me do it, you this..." Huo Ying still wanted to argue a bit, but Li Hao turned his head and looked at him calmly.

Huo Ying, who had originally wanted to nag, suddenly felt cold all over and shut his mouth immediately.

"Zuo Xiaotang, we are a team. Everyone must be prepared to face any opponent. This match is yours. Regardless of winning or losing, no one can help."

Li Hao didn't give Zuo Xiaotang a chance. Zuo Xiaotang looked at the others and could only bite the bullet and go.

Both sides entered preparations for the critical battle.

Wuzang does not speak because Li Hao is the Team Leader he has recognized, so he must obey and execute firmly.

Zhou Naiyi is even more moved; she knows that Li Hao wants to train Zuo Xiaotang, as in battle, talent alone is far from enough, and a strong will can often dictate a match. Luo Bi is the representative of this on Earth; daring to fight and struggle is something in the bones, and in this regard, Zuo Xiaotang is too lacking. If the team really wants to move forward, Zuo Xiaotang must change this, and training through matches is the only way; escaping will only lead to less and less confidence.

She understands the logic, but in such an important match, she could not make such a decision; victory is only one step away, yet Li Hao can be so calm that she cannot even feel any emotional fluctuations. This person has been like this since freshman year, always so decisive in his decisions regarding everything.

This is what she lacks; she can manage her own emotions, but she cannot help others, and sometimes she is even disturbed by the emotions of her teammates.

Yet Li Hao just sits there, and he is able to generate a sense of trust.

The matchup for the third match is out; the one representing the First Team is the strongest Beast-style Mecha user of Tianjing Martial Arts, Luo Diping.

And representing the Second Team is... Zuo Xiaotang?

Even Sheng Man, who is acting as the host, is stunned, "Wait a moment, let me confirm; yes, the one representing the Second Team is the number 5 position, Zuo Xiaotang..."

Third match, Luo Diping VS Zuo Xiaotang.

The whole arena is whispering; everyone knows Luo Diping, the one who uses Beast Armor the most smoothly at Tianjing Martial Arts. The mobility of Beast Armor is indeed stronger, and its lethality is also better, which has allowed Luo Diping to firmly occupy a Vanguard position on the First Team.

Who is Zuo Xiaotang?

When everyone realizes it is the little chubby guy who almost fell over from nervousness just after taking the stage, the whole arena is in an uproar.

"Whose stupid deployment is this? Anyone else could go up, but not him."

"Is this guy a nepotism hire? How did he mix into the team?"

"Don't jump to conclusions so early; this person must have skill, otherwise how could he be on the team? Maybe this is the hidden boss!"

"Like this? You're dreaming!"

"I heard he is a very powerful Sniper; he shoots accurately, maybe he can put up a fight!"

In such a critical match, Zuo Xiaotang's appearance causes a wave of noisy discussion throughout the arena, mainly because his entrance was too cowardly, and his appearance and temperament are not like those of an expert.

Of course, there is still hope; after all, he is a member of the miraculous Second Team. What if he is an expert?

Ma Long is still quite excited; Zuo Xiaotang may be lopsided in his skills, but he is quite good at shooting, and this is his chance to earn the right to choose a mate.

With everyone watching, Zuo Xiaotang is even more nervous, especially after hearing the discussions and doubts outside; he instantly imagines a hundred scenarios in his head, his brain a total mess, buzzing, what should he do...