Chapter 993: Unwilling to Lose (2/2)

”Roar!”

”My God! What the hell is that?” The spectators had already erupted into a frenzy once again. Meanwhile, Ling Wuyue's mecha hurled its two massive boomerangs through the air almost without any hesitation.

However, the gargantuan figure that was over 60 meters didn't even bother to stop the oncoming boomerangs; it merely allowed them to strike its body. The two boomerangs were then repelled away like a pair of toys.

The gargantuan figure abruptly accelerated before letting loose a roar of fury in Ling Wuyue's direction.

The deafening roar drowned out all of the other sounds in the entire competition venue, and Ling Wuyue's long-range attacking mecha clearly faltered slightly. In the next instant, the enormous figure's tail swept through the air and crashed viciously into her mecha.

”Boom!”

Ling Wuyue was really unwilling to lose like this. She was one of the top mecha pilots in the entire Blood God Legion, and in terms of mecha handling abilities, she was undoubtedly among the best of the best.

However, all she could use in this competition was the most ordinary generic mecha. Even its soundproofing capabilities were quite limited, and there was no way that she could display the full extent of her abilities in this thing.

She could only look on as her mecha was completely destroyed before she was teleported out of the competition venue.

Less than 10 seconds had passed from the moment that the Tyrant Dragon appeared to the instant that the battle concluded. During these brief few seconds, the same thought appeared in the hearts of all of the spectators present.

That's not fair!

The long-range attacking mecha had clearly held the absolute upper hand, but the opposing mecha pilot had summoned that terrifying giant beast out of nowhere to win the match. This was a mecha battle, yet Little Tang had used power that was completely outside of the realm of mechas!

Tang Wulin didn't want to do this, either. He knew that his mecha piloting skills were definitely far inferior to that of his opponent, but in reality, what he had done wasn't all that unfair. The weapon that had truly posed a threat to him had also been his opponent's martial soul, rather than the boomerangs that the mecha had been equipped with. There was no way that those generic boomerangs would've been able to break through his Bluesilver Emperor vines.

However, after everything was said and done, he genuinely admired his opponent's abilities.

This was the first time that he'd been reduced to such a sorry state in this competition. The opponent that he had faced today was truly very powerful. Not only did she have extraordinary mecha piloting skills, even more importantly, her martial soul was also very powerful. The two high-frequency vibrating boomerangs and her martial soul boomerang were being controlled by her like puppets on a string, and she'd dominated Tang Wulin throughout this entire battle.

Tang Wulin had already been extremely careful and cautious, but there was no way for him to unleash his half-baked spear techniques at all.

After identifying his weaknesses and the areas he had to work on, Tang Wulin was feeling very elated, despite the chorus of boos that he was hearing. It was the first time that he'd realized that one could hone their mecha piloting skills to such an extraordinary level. He had constantly been practicing his spear techniques and striving toward master Fury of the Masses, but looking back at his cultivation now, he realized that there hadn't been enough diversity. He couldn't only aim to constantly forge ahead with his spear techniques; prior to forging ahead, he had to build up a strong foundation first.

After organizing his thoughts, Tang Wulin departed from the competition venue and quickly logged out of the Star Battle Net.

After emerging from his Star Cabin, he picked up his Golden Dragon Spear and rushed directly toward the legion's training area. He had suddenly realized that he had to become more powerful in certain areas.

Ling Wuyue put on her military uniform, concealing her exquisite figure, and her expression was extremely sour.

It wasn't a big deal to lose a match in the round-robin stage, but losing in this manner was a very bitter pill for her to swallow.