970 Conjecture (1/2)
Kaboom!
Instructor Ya Ge used his mecha to display a dao art. The steel giant looked like a black mountain as it crashed down with a horrifying force.
The ground shook, and dust filled the air. The entire training grounds was in shambles.
Bang! Bang!
What astonished the students was that there were still intense crashing sounds coming from inside the cloud of dust.
Obviously, that student was still trading blows with the instructor after the dao art attack.
As the dust cleared, two giant steel figures appeared before them.
”Alloy Drill!”
Ya Ge's Elite-grade mecha advanced in the blink of an eye. It closed its right hand's fingers together and formed a giant alloy drill.
The mecha was so fast that it almost turned into a black line.
Sizzle!
The drill penetrated the Gundam's defenses and landed on its chest armor, causing sparks to sputter.
”He won!”
The other students heaved a sigh of relief.
But immediately afterward, Jonas's eyes widened.
The Gundam's right leg had Ya Ge's mecha's knee.
Crack!
Sparks exploded, and the black mecha knelt down.
”Heavens, who is this expert? Even the instructor knelt!”
A busybody had captured the scene and published it on the school forums. A huge wave of replies immediately followed.
”Shock! A mysterious expert has appeared in the mecha department! He won fifty rounds in a row!”
”I stand witness! I'm a student from the mecha department. I just knelt before the expert!”
”I knelt too!”
”Eighteen consecutive kneels!”
”Expert! I kneel before you!”
”I used to be a formidable mecha pilot. Then I took a kick in the knee…”
…
One had to admit that there were many people good at wordplay in East Dragon University. They started playing word solitaire, and the audience did not know whether to laugh or cry.
”It's reach!” Jonas suddenly started shouting after staring at the scene. ”Since the Gundam is taller than the instructor's Mecha, its legs are also longer. As a result, before the instructor's attack could cause damage, his mecha was attacked instead!
”But this precise judgment and computing power, is his brain a photon computer?”
Having precise judgment and the ability to calculate continuously was a feat that was out of reach for the vast majority of mecha pilots.
Except… true aces!
”I misjudged you. You have more than the potential to become an ace. You're more of a monster!”
Ya Ge crawled out from his mecha wincing. ”My Black Moon… It'll cost a huge sum of star dollars to repair it in the factory. Luckily, the damage was a result of lessons, and the school will reimburse me!”
After a cry of agony, he looked at the surrounding students. ”What are you waiting for? Hurry up and clear the place!”
”Ah! Yes!”
The other students finally broke out of their astonishment and began shooing away onlooking students and teachers. Then they looked at the still-standing Gundam in earnest, wanting to know who exactly this expert was.
”Sorry… Instructor, I didn't manage to stop myself in time!”
Fang Yuan walked out from the cockpit with a slightly apologetic expression.
He would never tell these students and the instructor that they were so weak that he unwittingly accomplished this feat.
”It's him… Lin Meng!” Sunny recognized him and was immediately dumbfounded. ”The student who skipped a grade?”
”Nooo!” The other students almost wanted to throw a tantrum in depression. ”We knelt before a rookie?”
”Not only us, but the instructor too!”
”Cough cough!” Ya Ge's face darkened. He said loudly, ”Lin Meng, you need to know that despite your performance today, the situation was a bit peculiar… The main weapons on all the students' mechas were removed. Otherwise, you couldn't have done what you did with the long lock-on range of a laser cannon!”
”You're right, Instructor!” Fang Yuan nodded. If the entire class's mechas opened fire on him from all angles, it would indeed be a little troublesome.
”As for the rest of you!” Ya Ge looked at the other students and roared, ”You lost to a newcomer! After cleaning the mechas and returning them, run a hundred laps with weights on!”
”Please no!”
The students cried out in agony. Jonas grumbled, ”You lost too, Instructor!”