Chapter 499: Chapter 274: Gathering Momentum Complete! (2nd Update)
(I just got home at 8 o’clock tonight, sorry for the delay, there’s another update coming at 11.)
The spinning blade wheel arched high in the air, then abruptly slashed downward.
Below, Mu Fan and another newcomer were exactly in the path of the blade wheel’s left-handed attack!
“Those two are about to be beheaded again.”
“It’s so fucking annoying watching our side get slaughtered; I want to jump in and fight, stupid Pulan!!”
“Are those two mechas blind? Defend already! Still charging blindly, ready to be turned into pieces by that big axe whirlwind?”
The students below had entered a state of agitation, their frustration boiling over!
Knowing the enemy would kill their own in the next second, they could only watch helplessly.
Pulled aside by Linya, Eve screamed and covered her mouth.
White Hair, looking proudly at the screen, smacked his lips, “Such low-level cannon fodder, no matter the amount, seems like it’s time for me to step in. Gu, you coming?”
Gu Yunyou, sipping on a straw, shook his head, “Not interested, I’m not keen on embarrassing myself; you go ahead.”
So White Hair rubbed his hands eagerly, prepared to push his way forward, still craning his neck to watch the screen.
He was ready to see how these two idiots were going to get screwed.
Fucking noobs!
Laughably bad!
Time for the noobs of Pulan to witness the god-level sharpshooting of the universe’s number one handsome guy!
Ever since he used that brain area repair agent, White Hair had been itching to test his own brain, and now he finally had the chance.
“Zoom!”
The mecha arm of the guy next to Mu Fan swung back, the brilliant red saber matching the mecha’s red body strikingly conspicuous.
Under the leadership of senior Brandon, he was charging forward, hoping to strike down the opponent in one blow and make a name for himself in front of everyone.
The continuous beeping radar alarms inside the cockpit hadn’t stopped since the start; in his view, with so many teammates around, the opponent couldn’t possibly focus only on him.
But at that moment, a crescent-shaped blade wheel phantom swiftly swept across the back of the mecha.
The right arm of the Assault Warrior Mecha was directly severed at the joint, and the back engine was even more deeply gouged by the high-speed blade wheel.
A hiss followed as the engine circuit broke, then the high-temperature energy explosively spread along the traces cut by the blade wheel.
Boom!
The mecha hadn’t grasped what had happened when the engine exploded instantly!
But the Break Blade Wheel’s one-hit kill wasn’t over yet.
From the start, Xu Keli’s target was to take down two in a single stroke.
One more left, that one—[Trainee 04]—who was sprinting forward!
Hearts of those watching this scene from outside almost leaped out of their throats, their fists clenched tight; in the next second, another of their side would be destroyed.
The gap in strength between the two sides—how could it be so vast!
Lange’s two small mustaches trembled with rage, but he was helpless; his level in this kind of hard-hitting battle was simply a joke.
“Too fucking bullying, wait till Red Cat Boss arrives and sorts you all out one by one!”
The blade wheel had already moved towards the next mecha, sigh, a mech explosion it is.
Lange had already written the death sentence for [Trainee 04].
It wasn’t just him; almost everyone had prepared to turn their attention elsewhere, like to where Brandon was fighting.
But…
When that streak of blade wheel phantom attacked from the side.
The mecha marked [Trainee 04] suddenly stumbled, its body leaning forward as if about to trip while running.
The movement seemed comical, clearly something a novice would do.
But it was this simple, funny movement that just so happened to dodge the attack of the blade wheel.
“Eh?”
“Damn, this actually worked.”
“Freaking lucky!”
“Best shot of the quarter.”
Almost everyone said this, but a small part of the crowd uttered a different tone, a curious “Huh?”
Like Gu Yunyou, who was drinking vanilla durian coffee, his movements gently paused as his eyes slightly squinted at the light screen on the stage.
White Hair, who had just glanced over, raised his eyebrows too, and his movements unexpectedly halted.
“This is interesting.”
Inside the fortress, the blade wheel that attacked “Trainee 04” skimmed past, curved, and then returned non-stop to the mecha wrist controlled by Xu Keli.
“He’s just damn lucky,” Xu Keli cursed, swinging the blade wheel again, but this time he changed his target because Herman had just blinded two more mechas.
This brief moment had a slight twist, but it didn’t catch much attention because the scenes that followed were still explosive.
Like Mad Axe Valentin, Blade Wheel Xu Keli, and Gauss Sniper Herman—the three were still overwhelmingly dominating the Ding Chuan freshmen.
The three mechas managed to damage over half of 20 mechas within just two minutes.
And that “lucky” Trainee 04 continued rushing forward foolishly.
After all, ahead of him was Ding Cheng, the third-year student from Pulan Military Academy and the president of the Fighting Club B.
He was practically seeking death.
Yet, no one noticed Mu Fan until now.
As for Shang Qianxin inside the arena, he truly became a mere spectator at that moment.
A giant spear lay across in front of him, an invisible energy shield activated, where stray bullets caused mere ripples without further effect.
The Ding Chuan newcomers had already been disrupted by those four “Deep Blue Guardians.” Who would foolishly challenge this clearly formidable lead mecha?
Mu Fan’s earlier scene went unnoticed by Shang Qianxin—not because he wasn’t paying attention there, but because the moment that mecha faltered coincidentally occurred just behind the mechas of Brandon and Ding Cheng, who were engaged in battling.
The “Silver Blue Hunter” standing there couldn’t possibly have X-ray vision to see that scene.
So until Mu Fan almost reached the middle of the battlefield, hardly anyone noticed him.
In the eyes of the audience, he was just a lucky fellow.
White Hair steadied himself with a quick glance, exchanging knowing looks with Gu Yunyou on the other side. Both nodded understandingly to each other and returned their gazes to the light screen.
Things seemed to be getting interesting.
Among the crimson “Assault Warrior” mechas, no one saw Mu Fan’s hands at that moment, where under rapid hand movements, he had formed…
Waves after waves!
Mu Fan abandoned the coordination device, opting for full control panel mode instead.
Because just then, he had finally completed the preheating of the Soglier Key Method.
And at that moment, Mu Fan’s eyes shone black, deep, and dazzling.
Dark Breath!
As the ghost energy circulated, Mu Fan’s hand speed steadily increased.
“Mu Fan, just now, that dodging posture was really poor.”
The nagging voice echoed inside the cockpit.
Unperturbed, Mu Fan’s eyes still focused intently on the battle screen, his fingers continued to surge like waves on the keyboard.
Then, at this moment, it could be seen that Mu Fan’s elbows began to join in controlling the console for the first time,
the wave-formed keys further intensified!
He faintly said, “That was the perfect disguise.”
Indeed, that scene just now was entirely intentional by Mu Fan; he was in the warming-up stage of his Soglier Key Method, and he needed time to transition from awkward to proficient.
And that deceptive movement was precisely to buy him time until the warming-up was complete!
And in Mu Fan’s initial battle plan, the next move after the completion of the preheating was…
A B-tier exclusive skill, a unique precursor move of the Soglier series—
Arc Light Step Forward Slash!