Looking at the yellow-black ch standing alone on the ground, and the red light slowly extinguishing at the ferocious cannon mouth on its chest.
And its thod of clearing the field filled with wildness and violence.
For a mont, the entire comnt section of the second channel seed to pause.
But this silence lasted for only one or two seconds before being overwheld by the exclamations and screams of the audience in cyberspace.
[Holy crap! This is truly a genuine extre body machine!!]
[Isn't the cannon and energy system overloaded yet?! Not being a one-ti thing is one thing, but it wasn't even an overcharged shot just now?]
[Did they hide this thing in a casual team to fish? How could a small studio explosively modify a half-destroyed ch like this in a few months?]
[This is truly a rebirth!]
At this mont, not only was the second channel, under the na of [Heikawa Akira]—also Remyu's channel—explosive, but almost all other streams were exploding as well.
Many even had to lower the transparency of the comnt section or simply switch to scrolling mode to continue seeing the faces of the comntators inside the stream.
Although most people didn't have the ti to lock their vision on a ch near the volcano, the comntators inside the stream had naturally locked their focus on the first big lee since the match began.
—After all, those group-level chs that no one dared to provoke were developing within their respective purple resource zones, so there wasn't much to see.
So every viewer inside the stream saw the battle just now.
This ups and downs of the big lee ended in a manner almost no one guessed.
Under the devastating blast of the giant cannon, the chanical Spirit Cup saw a reduction of one-tenth of its chs!
The comntators behind the scenes, after a short mont of being speechless, started shouting with passionate voices, hyping the atmosphere.
"In the casual team, indeed a dark horse has appeared!"
The audience's reactions instantly beca polarized, with so riding the wave to praise, while others stubbornly said, "Against the group's ch, it would still shatter."
But soon.
A comntator started giving insights,
That was a refined middle-aged man dressed in a Longteng University professor's attire, and an elderly man in an advanced officer's uniform, with a resolute face.
—Professor Qingwu from Longteng University.
—Lieutenant General Zhang Shaolin of the Seventh Army.
Two Six-Star Peak comntators for the first channel.
"It's indeed impressive."
Professor Qingwu nodded in admiration as he watched the replay, the light of destruction that blasted from the air:
"This [Angry Iron Plate] indeed has the taste of sothing erging from the ranks."
"Its entire giant cannon structure design on the chest is quite exquisite, and the material is superb. Otherwise, it couldn't harness such colossal power, and judging from the attack just now, its pilot is quite skillful too."
"It was even nearly destroyed by the [Zero] from the Moderation Group before. Now it looks like it has the flavor of sothing returning from Hell."
"In summary, the appearance of this new extre body indeed brings a great surprise to this match."
"However…"
He changed his tone and said rationally and objectively: "In my view, regarding eting the chs of the four major groups, I still maintain a conservative attitude."
"Group-level is a rather informal nonclature, but it can indeed serve as a distinction."
"Let's put it this way."
"Most people's so-called group-level ch, although they are indeed extre machines in the traditional sense."
"But their terror is not only reflected in their panel's energy level data."
"Correct."
The elderly True Master from the military echoed.
His voice was steady and strong: "The system's suppression is fair for everyone, but fairness doesn't an equality."
"Fairness, instead, aims to decide who can do more under the sa energy level, who is truly the strongest."
"This is the significance of technique and the chanic."
"For the top chanics and top machines, tier restrictions are not absolute."
"Not to ntion the drivers of the four major groups are all Six-Star Peak True Masters, and I predict the special technology contained within their four chs cannot be simply regarded as Tier Five."
"Even if the tier is only Five, for them, there might still be ways to bypass this threshold and limit, striving to harness more powerful energy."
"Ordinary extre bodies, even if their technology is solid enough to compete with standard group-level machines, once the cards are revealed, it's hard to say."
[Indeed, group-level chs likely have hidden tricks. Now it's just an appetizer.]
[Although it makes sense, I still want to see the casual team create a miracle!]
[A miracle? Don't let it be another classic replay of being taken down by Zero with one close combat sword.]
However, these words obviously didn't extinguish the gambling spirit of so.
The odds for Angry Iron Plate winning on so sites have dropped from the initial 1 to 800 to 1 to 100, and are still rapidly declining, having quickly dropped to below 1 to 50.
This ans that in various corners of Coastal City, many citizens watching the match are frantically placing their bets on what was once ignored and scorned as "scrap tal."
...
As the comntators on the first channel conduct high-level analysis.
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