"Iâll wait until the finals to bet, letâs see which contestant is more impressive."
"Hahaha, me too. The rich will probably bet on every match."
"No, no, no, the Mecha Masterâs perspective, I guess not many people can persist for long."
"Ordinary people canât, but other Mecha Masters can. Itâs super easy to learn from them stealthily."
"Shh, donât spill the beans. What if the skilled Mecha Masters donât let us watch?"
Anyway, the competition is about to start.
Su Xiaocai announced sheâs taking a break today to check out the Vegetable Farmersâ performance.
The military trainees took a breather, also needing to summarize and digest the knowledge theyâve gained.
Single combat matches are scheduled a day in advance and then randomly paired for competition.
All ten Vegetable Farmers participated in this competition.
Xing Miao, Feng Wansha, and Li Leilei mainly wanted to test their strength without caring about winning or losing.
For the other seven, Su Xiaocai set them a goal to reach the finals.
There are over 300 million participants in the single combat competition; they must first get into the top ten million,
compete in the second round and reach the top ten thousand to enter the finals.
The finals are held in real arenas, thatâs the third stage.
The competition is incredibly fierce. If the other seven donât reach the finals, they will face a nightmare punishment, though Su Xiaocai didnât specify what it is, they know itâs something beyond current training levels.
The "Vegetable Farmers" set their match time to start between ten and ten thirty.
Su Xiaocai turned on the computer for a live stream, booking the slots for all ten of them.
She also invited Ji Li to watch.
The two sat on the couch in the entertainment room, munching on chips, sipping tea.
The first to officially take position was Hu Ping. As soon as he logged in, his opponent was already preparing.
Hu Ping entered ready mode as well, choosing a very common Standard Mecha. This wasnât Su Xiaocaiâs requirement, it was a team consensus.
Su Xiaocai had already made them Star Level Mechas, although the mecha pods were still old-fashioned, they could swap them out for the most advanced at any time.
If thereâs such a powerful mecha entering the finals, they absolutely mustnât embarrass Su Xiaocai in terms of technology, so for the initial picks, they only chose Standard Mecha to battle.
Hu Ping was counting down thirty seconds to enter the battlefield.
His palms slightly sweaty, six months ago, he had already lost hope of participating in the competition.
By a stroke of luck, he no longer needed to go through school to join the competition.
Without the school coach controlling the team, Hu Ping had a platform to showcase himself.
Fist clenched, taking a deep breath, he wouldnât let himself have regrets.
The entry countdown ended.
Thunderous applause greeted them. Hu Ping looked up at the audience, overwhelmed with excitement, this was his stage.
Two Mechas appeared together, without streamlined designs, ordinary, boring gray.
Hu Pingâs Mecha was lightweight and unmodified.
The other playerâs Mecha had been modified in some areas, incorporating some high-powered heavy weapons, turning it into a heavy weapon.
Before it officially started, the two could communicate and also introduce themselves to the audience.
Hu Ping smiled and said, "My opponent, should I address you as madam or sir?"
"Ah Ping? Stop wasting time, letâs start. I have to rush to the next match." The voice was without a voice changer, male.
Knowing the opponent was male, he could let loose and fight.
If it were a woman, Hu Ping wouldnât play gentlemanly either, with Su Xiaocai as a precedent, who knew if the opposite was a person or a study god.
At most, he wouldnât resort to sneaky ambushes.
"Alright, alright, let me say one last thing." Hu Ping controlled the Mecha to blow a kiss to the audience, "Remember todayâs Ah Ping, come back and watch me more, more exciting things to come, I will win."
Opponent: ???!
Who is this? Unheard of, boasting shamelessly.
The audience burst into laughter, yet another braggart, guys with speeches similar to Hu Pingâs generally ended up failing.
Hu Ping pressed start, the scene changed, the audience disappeared, the surroundings transformed into an expansive arena floating in mid-air.
A vast marble-patterned floor stretched for tens of kilometers to avoid prolonged chase battles. Mechas could only fight within the arena boundaries.
While the heavy Mecha was still booting up, Hu Pingâs Mecha was already moving, charging in front of the heavy Mecha.
The opponentâs response was quite fast, weapons fully deployed, launching an indiscriminate attack.
The scattering missiles included tracking missiles, "Die!"
In the field, there were volunteer hosts, they could watch the match for free, serving as random commentary people for the match.
An exciting and enthusiastic voice rang out, "Here it is, the unsolvable skill that many online have researched, named the super-scale devastating move, how will Ah Ping deal with it? Will he turn and run, handle those annoying missiles first, or..."