Masasi was still smiling. Although the fierce vibrations transmitted by the mech had obviously affected his state of mind....
Milo, Dong Xiaosa, Pi Xiaoxiu...
One by one, their faces floated in front of Masasi. He had no idea if they were watching this match from the Solar System.
Roar~~~
The ability to control the momentum of the battlefield was indeed strong, but that was simply it. Everyone had neglected a single point: in combat, if there was offense, there would also be defense. If there was a rhythm for attacking, there would also be one for defending against such attacks.
Masasi was like a mountain. No matter how many attacks were made by the Hurricane Dragon, he remained motionless.