On the stands, the sounds of discussions, exclamations, and various noises converged into a tumultuous wave.
"Damn it, so shaless!"
In Box No. 1, Zhang Pengcheng snorted coldly and spat on the ground. Although the words were sowhat vague and unnad, anyone knew who Zhang Pengcheng was cursing.
Several Feiyang Senior Officers showed warm expressions. anwhile, a few Chuckna officers glared fiercely at the Feiyang people, ready to start a fight if anyone dared to act. They had long been intolerant of the Feiyang people's arrogance.
Carolina simply smiled lightly and looked leisurely at the empty fighting arena, as if she hadn't heard Zhang Pengcheng's curses. The Suss were concentrating their forces, preparing for a large-scale attack, and at this mont, she felt it unwise to confront Zhang Pengcheng over such a trivial matter.
Moreover, it was rely a curse and, in this world, those who wield power rarely resort to insults. Those who curse are usually those who feel helpless. A curse changes nothing.
Her gaze swept across the stands. Mars and other influential figures from various fields were engaged in heated discussions. They clearly had opinions about this blatant line-up. Whether those opinions were schadenfreude, indignation, surprise, or fear didn't matter as long as they understood the power and tactics of Feiyang!
To kill a chicken to warn the monkeys. This was brought to them by that Leray fatty himself!
However, when her gaze fell on Box No. 9, Carolina frowned slightly.
Inside the box, Fatty clutched a deck of cards, looking troubled. Beside him, Margaret leaned forward, her long legs crossed, sipping on a bottle of yogurt noisily, occasionally nudging Fatty's shoulder with her elbow, chatting a few words. Between them, it seed very casual, like old friends.
anwhile, the other War Gods focused intently on their cards, seemingly oblivious to the newly unveiled matchup.
No matter how the bandit army reacted, Carolina was not surprised. She was just struck by the sight of Margaret with Fatty. She couldn't understand why, in the proximity between the two, she saw not the girl's typical carefree deanor but rather, Hastings' shadow.
It seed she should have a good talk with Margaret, whom the teacher had directly assigned to her side. Carolina sipped her coffee thoughtfully.
As thirty-two different styled chas walked up the arena through the passage, the main hall fell silent.
The central virtual screen unsurprisingly locked onto Arena No. 2.
The first to enter the field was Parkinson of the Absolute Kill Stream. He drove the Absolute Kill Stream's A-class special fighting cha, "Brilliance."
People were no strangers to this kind of cha. It was the best cha of the Absolute Kill Stream, specially designed as the vehicle for Kirburn and Hariman, representing the identity of the Absolute Kill Stream's War Gods. At this mont, appearing in Parkinson's hands, everyone understood what this signified.
Next ca a green cha no one had ever seen before. Its bloated form and head shape distinctly resembled an enlarged Fatty!
The two chas stood face to face in the arena.
The stands fell silent, everyone waiting for the match's starting bell to ring. Although the two chas rely stood quietly like that, the tense atmosphere already made many people hold their breath.
Ten minutes! Caihua Sect, a gathering place of Mars' most famous dozens of sects, faced an extrely severe test in the first battle. Baz's only way to survive was to endure the match's ten-minute limit!
"Beep"......"Beep"...... The signal lights on the arena walls flickered with crisp electronic countdown sounds.
"Boom!"
The red light turned green.
At the instant the green light shone, "Brilliance" shot out.
The sleek body and streamlined outer armor reflected the surrounding projection lights at high speed during the sprint. The glimr moved, flowed, and rapidly gathered in front of the cha, making it appear like a golden phantom sword.
Inside the cockpit, Parkinson grinned viciously.
Since Baz beca a core disciple of the Tai Sect and gradually erged, Parkinson hadn't slept well.
In that duel, he struck after the opponent conceded. He didn't regret it. He regretted that after killing the opponent, he went to drink and play with won, never thinking about the opponent's son. Hence, this kid gradually beca his mortal threat.
However, this ti he wouldn't waste the opportunity.
Second-level cha Knight........ Kill him before he breaks out of the cocoon! Not only will it eliminate a mortal threat but also gain the recognition and goodwill of the Feiyang people! Such a great thing won't happen a second ti!
Baz, you can only bla your bad luck!
In the blink of an eye, the golden cha had reached the green Fatty cha.
"Die!"....... With Parkinson's shout, the golden "Brilliance" soared, kicking out its feet in rapid succession during its shoot.
With a loud bang, the green cha blocked with its hands, getting kicked several steps back by "Brilliance."
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