Chapitre 27: Chapter 24 Our Times_1

Both the Mars and Earth broadcast rooms are silent, evidently stunned by Robby's performance.

The armored dragon mecha stands at a 45 degree angle, stepping on the smoky Sky Wolf mecha. At this moment, everyone, including Zhuang Zhou, feels a fire in their hearts.

This is the dominance they had been desiring deep down, the dominance that should belong to Earth, the origin of mankind.

Robby wins!

"Salute Robby, my brothers and sisters! He can bring all of our fantasies to life!" Zhuang Zhou spreads his arms and yells in excitement. It's so cool, so thrilling, a kind of victory he could only feel, but not imagine.

Most of viewers in Zhuang Zhou's broadcast room are virtual players. This moment has set everyone's hearts on fire. They find the battle thrilling rather than technically advanced. They can't quite put a finger on what makes it so appealing.

"I can tell you definitively that Robby is undoubtedly an Earthling. I will withhold the reasons for now and explain later. Although Torres has remained relatively unknown, he is incredibly formidable. He is a strong representation of the fresh blood in ROM. He has won 35 times consecutively recently. But then, he encountered our Robby. Frankly speaking, he can't even match Robby, who defeated him bare-handed. Can I just shout —— awesome!"

Zhuang Zhou shouted loudly, experiencing an exhilarating release. Despite this being his first time, he loved this public expression, particularly the countless supporters in the live comments.

In the past, Zhuang Zhou merely existed, passing the entrance examination for the Tianjing mecha journalism department was merely to please his parents, thinking that it would at least ensure he wouldn't end up unemployed. But at this moment, he tasted the essence of "life".

Seeing the live comments filled with praises for him and Robby, Zhuang Zhou felt his existence became worthier than just being an unrecognized passer-by.

Meanwhile in South America, Robby didn't look the least bit discouraged about his defeat. There was a smile at the corner of his mouth. He initially thought that time and the mecha would limit his younger brother, but now he realizes that he was overthinking, as his younger brother recognized him right off the bat.

Robby shuddered at the thought of his younger brother's past.

This little lad from Mars probably didn't know that Li Hao is their ancestor. He handled it in such a way partly because of the past, being double-dealing, attacking sneakily while pretending to be neutral, the aspects he hated the most.

The liveliness of Fireman's broadcast room was thrown into chaos after this inexplicable loss. It was evident that Torres was too careless and his opponent was just too lucky, making this defeat incredibly agitating, and allowing the victor to show off. This was extremely annoying.

The Fireman was cursing inwardly. What the hell was with the assistant-provided intel, claiming Torres to be a formidable warrior? He was simply worthless, not even as good as Robby. This made a complete fool out of him. But still, he maintained an outward calm demeanor. As a broadcaster, he knew how to handle the situation. No hurry!

Livestream crisis?

Non-existent!

The finishing blow was revealed.

While falling back, the Armored Dragon mecha kicked the claw launched from the Sky Wolf Mecha, reflecting it back into its own head.

This was some bad luck indeed!

Fireman was cursing yet again in his mind. "The player Torres was extremely unlucky. He's still young and this failure will let him progress. But I need to point out here, Robby is rather poor in sportsmanship. He discriminates against ROM warriors. There were many ways to land the final blow, but he chose the most insulting one, by stomping. Here, I'm seeking help from the Martian warriors to defeat him. I, Fireman, will be here constantly, never quitting until he's beaten!"

Countless gifts flooded the Fireman's live broadcast room. The number of followers also started to rise rapidly. Admittedly, he had struck a chord with a large number of Martians. Is Torres important?

Not really, but he was a Martian, the people from Mars were the most image-conscious throughout the entire solar system, most of them consider Mars the center of the universe.

Fireman's move directly drew everyone's attention away from the previous happenings. The outcome doesn't matter anymore, disdain for Martians?

Can such a person even survive in the EMP?

Meanwhile at the other side, Robby has already kicked off his opponent. This was a routine move, but after Fireman's setup, it became particularly unpleasant in the eyes of the Martians.

The Fireman's broadcast enters a break period, he lit a cigarette and crossed his legs. Within the recent five minutes, the rewards surpassed an entire week's worth. The viewership also skyrocketed to more than 2.8 million, an unexpected gain indeed, he decided to keep targeting Robby!

In the training room of Puma A-level military school, Robby's team members are in heated discussions. Originally, they were training, but when they heard that their captain was defeated, they all came out. Who would have thought that this victory would have been so effortless, even though everyone was cheered up, it somehow felt unfulfilling. The earlier battle of Robby was more thrilling, from Flying Swallow Return, to Reverse Flying Swallow Return, It was deceptively cool.

"Boss, is Torres really that weak?" A few of Robby's team members were present. They were initially worried about Robby being in a bad mood after losing, but now it seems like Robby was in high spirits.

Robby shook his head. "Torres isn't weak at all. Among us, as a newcomer, he might be on par with Ye Tong."

Everyone was in disbelief. Ye Tong was a contender for this year's rookie champion and was a key talent nurtured by both the Nangong Family and Ye Family. She chose to train at Tianjing Mecha warfare, an excellent choice, but she could have easily been admitted to one of the best places at USE. In fact, going to NUP would be better for her because her style is more suitable for NUP, then bring the most advanced combat concept back.

"Really? I feel like this guy is sometimes serious, sometimes really lucky. who would have thought that the rebounding titanium claw would end up spearing himself?"

"Los, how many EMP matches have you fought?"

"Over five thousand, why?" Los looked confused.

"Ever seen such a coincidence happen?" Robbie asked, nudging Los' head, "In mecha melee, what is the single most important thing?"

"There are many, speed, proficiency, mecha matchups, endurance..."

Robbie shook his head, "It's the sense of distance, which is the biggest revelation I had when battling the people from NUP. Light mechas have perfected this aspect, causing us to exhaust a lot of energy in battle, yet not being able to exert any effective pressure."

Everyone furrowed their brows, half-understanding, half-baffled. Judging distance was certainly important, but it's affected by factors like speed and agility. Yet, clearly, Robbie wasn't referring to these aspects.

He was talking about the pure sense of distance, founded on the complete understanding of an opponent's moves, that's the terrifying thing about Second Brother.

Back then, if Second Brother was around, they may not have even dared to make a move.

"Such a control of distance is a must-have skill for experts in hand-to-hand combat, but few can utilize it effectively in mecha warfare."

Robbie said, distance control is the true testament of a sophisticated mecha pilot. It requires ample experience and talent to form an adept sense of distance. The step he took back was a perfect prediction of the Skywolf's attack limit. What he didn't say was, the angle at which he kicked was the key to the counter-strike.

This showed that he not only saw through the attack, but was also very familiar with the Skywolf, understood both mechas' strengths and weaknesses, joint torques and so on, not through on-the-spot calculations, but formed from a habitual judgement developed from thorough familiarization.

He didn't say all these, since even he couldn't achieve it.

"Bros, stop staring, get to training. S11 is definitely our time in USE, our time, we can't fall behind!"

After S10 ended, Robbie was deeply pessimistic. Forget NUP, even ROM had emerging talents. Earth wasn't lacking in average abilities, but they were falling behind in top-tier coaching. They didn't have NUP's technological prowess, nor ROM's ruthlessness, even the Titans started to show prominence in talents. How could they stop NUP in S11?

Stop them with what, with hair?

Even if they could stop them, it would probably be ROM doing so. USE has a few experts, but none of them are leadership material, he certainly didn't approve of the others.

But now things have changed. Since Second Brother has come out of retirement, how could he embarrass himself? Oh right, those guys... Never mind, no need to remind them, they'll find out sooner or later.

More practice!

After resting for a while, Li Hao was ready to continue fighting. Suddenly, he glanced at the top left corner of his account, his eyes widened...

Wait…

Why is there 2500 in his EMP account?!!?

Did he get hacked?

What kind of miracle was this, someone had deposited money into his account?

After checking, he found out that he received half of the challenge fee for accepting a paid challenge. Suddenly, Li Hao felt like he missed out on millions, rued over his arrogance.

Ding ding ding...

The alert sound that he used to find annoying and had no idea how to turn off suddenly became pleasant to his ears.

Li Hao filtered the challengers, selected one at the top according to their scores.

Third fight: Puppet vs Black DJ (ROM)

As soon as he accepted the challenge, the opponent posted in the public channel:

"Puppet, dare to fight me in the Mars Cavern? If you don't dare, just let this one be, be modest in the future, don't be so conceited. The world is vast, you are insignificant!"

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