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Barry shook his head.

”No matter how amazing your martial arts are, you will never be comparable to even the weakest Mech. The legendary strongest martial artist Cheng Xingyao from the Mother Planet Federation two centuries ago was rumored to have been able to break a boulder with a strike and kill a rhinoceros or an elephant with a fist. However, his body was barely on par with a Level Two radioactive mutated creature. That is the extent of the human body, regardless of any trick you use. On the other hand, a Level Two creature can easily be defeated by a Level Two pilot in a Mech. Two Level Two Mechs will be able to defeat a Level Three creature, while Mater Cheng Xingyao died in the claws of a level Three creature.”

His speech was extremely blunt as there was nothing for him to hide. Countless Eagle's Nest students around them also nodded in agreement with his statement. All of a sudden, the chattering of discussions filled the hall; this topic that Barry had brought up had sparked the conversation between students about the topic of what was the healthy balance between Mech training and physical training.

Barry sincerely looked at Garen.

”Let me give you a word of advice, a pilot's strength lies in his Mech. A high Leveled Mech can destroy the world, as such, only a high leveled pilot can reach the piloting requirements. With every level, the increase in strength of the Mech is something that far exceeds what a human alone can achieve. On the other hand, even if you forgo training for just a day, your body will start to become weaker. Think about that!”

He turned around and jumped off the stage. Grabbing his jacket, he walked out of the training hall with his friends who were accompanying him from earlier.

Garen had not uttered a word since the very beginning; he was listening silently to him.

He understood that his opponent had good intentions, they were fellow Eagle's Nest students after all. They were both Crouched Eagle Talon practitioners and, in the eyes of outsiders, from the same group. His opponent honestly hoped that he could carefully think about this problem.

However, what they didn't know was that his Willpower was raised solely just by having the Life Secret Technique. Giving up his pursuit of secret techniques would mean giving up his own growth, causing the growth of his Willpower to come to an abrupt halt. Even the slightest improvements would take a minimum of 10 years.

”Unless you can hold your own against a Mech, a human's strength alone is nothing but an illusion,” as Garen jumped down, Sofia too gave him some advice.

Anjay Terin also nodded in agreement,

Garen became silent.

”Can you show me the actual difference?”

The two looked at each other.

”Allow me,” Sofia nodded. His performance on stage earlier had already fully displayed Nonosiva's innate talent as a genius, surpassing even the likes of other Elite Students. Managing to reach a Level Three Willpower when he was still a second-year, it was enough for her to invest her attention in him.

”Follow me.”

******

Half an hour later…

The three of them, followed by a group of curious students, arrived at the simulation battle area.

Countless Battlenet stations were neatly arranged in this area. Every pair of stations were placed opposing each other as if symbolizing a duel between the two.

”This is where most duels take place. Go on, battle simulations don't cost anything, and it's the safest method,” Sofia explained as she entered the cockpit on the right and laid back.

Garen followed suit and entered the left cockpit.

Closing his eyes, the Nerve Link Equipment connected itself to his head.

Shooop!

He opened his eyes to a pitch black scene. Suddenly, a line of text flashed in front of his eyes.

'Welcome to Eagle's Nest Battlegrounds. Please enter your name.'

”Nonosiva,” Garen answered softly.

'Name verified. Ranking unknown. Please wait shortly while initializing background…' the text changed and disappeared after a brief moment.

After a while, a bright light flashed in front of Garen's eyes. After his eyes adjusted to the sudden change in brightness, he observed his surroundings.

He was standing in the middle of a wide silver and white hall with a floor that was smooth and flat and seemingly made entirely from alloyed metal. On his right was a black wall with a metal emblem of a black sword and shield embedded at the center. On his right was a huge glass window pane, revealing a beautiful sunset. There were even a couple of airships and battleships slowly drifting through the sky.

'Virtual background initialization complete. Please select your Mech,' an electronic voice rang in his ears.

Garen moved his body around and noticed a rectangular screen that had appeared in front of him. The screen displayed the silhouettes of the different Mechs available.

There were Mechs ranging from Level One all the way to Level Five, but due to his Willpower Level, he was limited to only Level Three and lower Mechs. Directly tapping on the image of the Level Three Mech, Garen started to read the details of each of the Mechs.