Tempest of the Stellar War

The competition had yet to begin. To be more precise, this semi-final match had nothing to do with Wang Zheng, yet he had stolen the attention of everyone.

People started returning to their seats when Wang Zheng and Saruman Snake sat down.

“Alright, back to the topic. Next up, we have the semi-final match between the Sword Shield Rose battle team and the Dynasty battle team. If the Dynasty battle team’s battle tactics are well planned, they have a chance at winning,” said Si Jiali as she tried to grab everyone’s attention.

The fighters from both sides were done with the adjustments for their mecha, and the first match was about to begin.

“There is hope. The Dynasty battle team is a dark horse, they have a chance at a miracle. What would happen if the Dynasty battle team and Saruman Snake battle team met in the finals?” Jondi Lilick said, and afterwards, he broke into a smile. This was clearly not possible, he had said it just to make everyone excited.

“Wang Zheng, do you think Lear has a chance here?” Lie Xin asked. Tomorrow was the day of Saruman Snake’s battle, but the expressions of the members were calm, maybe even full of confidence.

“Perhaps, but the difference in strength between both teams is still there,” Wang Zheng replied. Truthfully, the chances were slim. For this SIG, the Sword Shield Rose battle team was indeed the overall strongest team. They were humans with the advantages of the Atlanteans. The Sword Shield Rose battle team was different from the Soulless battle team, as they were much more talented. Although they looked like elegant nobles, it did not mean that they were not serious about their training.

Amongst the audience, there were some that were special. Tan Zheng was looking at Lear, who was on the field. Tan Zheng’s failure to enter the top four had caused all his efforts to be wasted. Although disappointed, Tan Zheng was not devastated. Well, the selection for the Son of Saint did not start from this generation, it happened once every few decades. However, there was no point in the selection if they failed to obtain one with core strength, and eventually they would disappear. Although the chances this time were good, the possibility was still relatively low. Obviously, Tan Zheng was not that passionate about being the Son of Saint, which was the same attitude held by a portion of the people in the core of the ancient martial families.

From Lear, he saw a strong desire. The Sacred Religion should have dispatched some people here, but what could they do? Times had changed, and even the Sacred Religion was unable to stop times from changing. The world was under Milky Way Alliance’s rule. Looking at the strength of the Aslan Empire and its prosperity, what could they do?

As one of the representatives of the younger generation, Tan Zheng was more than willing to see the Sacred Religion’s integration into the current world, but not for them to bring back the olden days. However, it was not his decision. All he could do now was lead a happier life.

The first battle of vanguards would determine the tides for the rest of the battles.

For the Dynasty battle team, the first to fight would be Luo Fei. The big screen showed Fatty Luo’s interview, which caused the whole arena to go crazy with excitement. The spectators gave the unorthodox Luo Fei enough passion.

From the distant Zeus College, Fatty received enthusiastic cheers as well. Luo Fei’s two younger brothers were amongst the crowd. They had been invited to watch the competition and were enjoying star treatment. Before the competition, Luo Fei received encouragement from both of his younger brothers and his father, so he wanted to win this fight.

From the Sword Shield Rose battle team, it was Eve Litt.

Eve Litt was the Sword Shield Rose battle team’s sniper. Even if she was an all-rounder, it would not be a surprise as she was an Earth-rank warrior, and no one knew what kind of choices she would make.

Luo Fei —— Wind God

Eve Litt ——Holy Light Pioneer

Scout vs Scout

With Eve Litt’s head of blond hair, it has to be said that in terms of beauty, she beat Luo Fei by a long mile, and maybe even an extra mile. However, Luo Fei did not lose to her in terms of popularity. The path to semi-finals for the Sword Shield Rose battle team had been too smooth, and Eve Litt barely had any chance to perform. She even seemed like a flower vase whose presence was just to balance out the gender ratio. It was unexpected for her to participate in such a critical battle.

Not knowing what Lin Feng’s plans were, even though she was an Earth-rank warrior, she was currently facing the most popular candidate for the SIG’s best scout.

The Holy Light Pioneer was a scout mech from the Holy Light series. It possessed the beauty of the Holy Light series, and together with Eve Litt, it was as beautiful as a painting.

The arena was filled with cheers when both mecha arrived on stage.

The first battle begins.

The current arena was different from the original arena. The current arena had the metallic touch of a space battleship, which made a small difference. For an Earth-rank warrior, the small difference was not an issue.

At this point, Fatty was clear of what he should do. If the opponent’s strength lies in a battle of perseverance, he should hasten the pace of the battle and catch his opponent off guard.

The moment the battle began, the Wind God’s magnetic force was received, and it charged towards Eve Litt. As a sniper, she had no intention of taking him in close quarters combat, and started shooting the Wind God with the Holy Light Pioneer’s laser gun.

The Wind God’s movement speed was fast. The magnetic force in Luo Fei’s hands was used proficiently and the temporary energy shield countered the lasers. He continued to close the distance.

On the other hand, Eve Litt was calmly trying to open up the distance between her and Luo Fei. She continued firing a matrix of shots, trying to gain the upper hand. In the case of no obstacles, it would be difficult for Luo Fei to quickly get close to Eve Litt. However, it would be difficult for her to gain the upper hand over Luo Fei as well. Fatty Luo was indeed a fatty who could fly in SIG. Together with Wind God’s advantages, it was possible to him to overcome the matrix of shoots, and the gap between both fighters grew smaller.

“Lin Feng’s choice is confusing. Eve Litt’s main fighting style should be that of a sniper. Even if she is able to fight in close quarters, there is no point. It is not hard to guess that the Dynasty battle team’s first fighter would be either Lear or Luo Fei, and their fighting styles are similar,” Jondi Lilick commented.

Although Eve Litt was not at a disadvantage yet, the tempo of the battle was being controlled by Luo Fei. There was no longer a need to prove Luo Fei’s ability in close combat. Lin Feng’s battle arrangement this round was slightly weird. He could be in possession of a trump card, but even so, it was too risky. If Luo Fei won the first match, they would have to fight a group battle, and if Lear did what Wang Zheng had done, Lin Feng could only redeem himself through death.

The Aslan team members appeared to be calm. Qian Yunzhuo and Ouyang Chuanyun seemed to be chatting, their attention not on the match. When the cameras were pointed at them, Qian Yunzhuo did not forget to pose for the camera. It has to be said, the members of the Sword Shield Rose battle team seemed to be extremely relaxed... A bit too relaxed.

“Ah, ah, ah, that idiot. If he loses, I am going to spank him!” Qian Xuedie was speechless about her dumb brother. “Tell me, why can’t he be more like me?”

Ouyang Ruoliu smiled. “When the difference in strength is great, they will not lose. A captain’s mood should be very relaxed, and it is necessary for every member to go onto the arena to get used to the atmosphere. Whether the next opponent is Wang Zheng or the Atlanteans, they should fight them in tip-top condition.”