Chapter 70

With a sudden burst of strength, Kanbana pushed away his opponent's mobile suit, taken aback by the unexpected power.

Just as he was still curious, Wang Zheng's WE had already launched an attack.

— Leap Slash!

Boom...

The mobile suit leaped up and pressed down fiercely. In space combat, you can easily perform flashy moves, but in actual operation, it requires considerable effort. Simple and practical moves are the mainstream, unless you are confident in eliminating your opponent in one breath.

Clang...

A fierce challenge made Kanbana, who had been on the offensive throughout the match, retreat for the first time. The mobile suit, just landing, flipped over and delivered a high-difficulty side kick.

Almost without a pause, boom...

Kanbana's mobile suit was pushed to the left. Kanbana gritted his teeth; this kid was really getting into it. Just as he was about to counterattack, a cold light approached.

Bang...

Titanium knives clashed fiercely, sparks flying. Kanbana, who had blocked the fierce attack, realized that his opponent was not someone to be toyed with.

But it was already too late.

A punch came from the front.

Clang, clang, clang, clang...

Kanbana's WE was hit by a punch and staggered back several steps. The energy shield was reduced by a third, while his previous round of attacks on Wang Zheng had only reduced it by a fifth.

Wang Zheng did not pursue the attack but steadied his mobile suit, standing there quietly.

In this round, a transformation had been completed. Many people might not have noticed, but for Wang Zheng, it was like breaking out of a cocoon and becoming a butterfly.

He could do it!

He was very strong!

Kanbana, however, was not pleased. He switched the titanium knife to his left hand, determined not to let any accidents happen at such a critical moment.

The mobile suit slightly lowered its shoulders, the engine roaring, seemingly representing Kanbana's anger.

The entire audience was on edge, as everyone knew Kanbana well.

With a roar, the mobile suit charged at Wang Zheng, moving differently from before. This time, Kanbana was serious.

The mobile suit took a staggered step, charging at Wang Zheng in a disordered manner, making it very difficult to determine the real attack intention.

Boom...

The left-hand knife pressed down, with an exceptionally fierce force, delivering a powerful three-hit combo right from the start.

This opened up an advantage, but the real battle was just beginning.

Kanbana, after the fierce attack, did not stop but held his breath. The mobile suit emitted a creaking roar, with cold light flashing.

One strike... two strikes... three strikes... four strikes...

Such a continuous full-force attack was very draining, especially for someone like Kanbana, but he could do it. His opponents always broke down first.

Daily relentless training was the source of his confidence. He always believed he could do it!

Boom, boom, boom...

Another three strikes passed. Wang Zheng's mobile suit, under intense pressure, seemed to be on the verge of collapse. More importantly, under such fierce attacks, although he managed to block them, his energy shield was reduced to half.

Eighth strike!

Boom...

Wang Zheng's mobile suit was pushed back. At this point, both sides' stamina was in a half-decay state. Whoever gave up first would be the one to fall.

And at this moment, the ninth strike, as if without any fatigue, came in the most direct way.

The shortest distance is a straight line. This strike aimed directly at the cockpit, creating a strong visual impact.

This was Kanbana's lightning-fast nine-strike combo, which no one had ever blocked.

But at this moment, Wang Zheng's mobile suit made a reaction, a high-difficulty backward pull, combining a retreat and a backward lean.

Such an operation placed high demands on the pilot, defying inertia to the point of making one want to vomit.

But this distance...

Was he trying to dodge it?

A straight-line attack is the fastest and most effective, but also the easiest to predict.

At the perfect distance, at this speed, the strike was about to miss.

Was Kanbana's unbeaten combo about to end?

No one knew better than Kanbana that Wang Zheng would dodge this strike, and the distance was just right.

But he was Kanbana of Apollo Military Academy!

The mobile suit trembled violently, making an incredible forward thrust—this was a second-stage assault, pushing the body to its limits!

The target's movement was already completely locked, with no room for change.

Tenth strike!

This was Kanbana, the king who never stopped advancing!

This strike also illuminated the eyes of the observers. They wanted to see not a static Kanbana but one who was improving.

This was what they wanted.

A person with technical skills, physical strength, and a heart that never stops advancing.

Boom...

The entire square was stunned. Kanbana's unstoppable second-stage assault had actually missed?

Wang Zheng's WE's left hand tightly gripped the wrist of the opponent's mobile suit.

In such a desperate moment, he could still think of this?

Even if he could think of it, could his body keep up?

Zhang Shan and others were drenched in sweat, extremely tense. He caught it!

With a sudden burst of strength, Wang Zheng pulled and dragged, making it impossible for Kanbana to control the momentum of his mobile suit. Taking advantage of the situation, Wang Zheng sidestepped, and Kanbana's strike missed, causing the mobile suit to lose balance.

The two mobile suits crossed paths, and at the moment of intersection, Wang Zheng's backhand knife swept over.

A cold light flashed, swish, swish, swish...

Bang...

The defense shield was damaged, and the mobile suit made an emergency stop.

The two mobile suits stopped simultaneously, and everyone held their breath, wondering what had just happened.

At this moment, the cockpit suddenly opened, and Kanbana escaped. The head of the mobile suit tilted and fell off.

Sparks flew...

The entire square was silent. The WE was a dedicated training mobile suit, which would make an emergency stop when the energy shield disappeared, but it was clear that even the system did not expect Wang Zheng's final strike.

At the moment of intersection, Wang Zheng's backhand knife delivered a high-frequency three-strike combo.

This was a small technique resulting from continuous training of the wrist and finger strength.

On the battlefield, it was a fatal death strike, causing immeasurable damage.

"War God Academy's Wang Zheng, wins!"

When the referee announced the result, all the students jumped up, cheering and waving their arms.

This was a moment of reversing the tide!

Jamar stood up and congratulated Gut, "Congratulations, perhaps War God Academy has a chance to produce a War God."

"Thank you."

Gut finally came to his senses from the victory, never having imagined such an outcome today.

"Old friend, you are too stingy, not willing to send your top players until the critical moment. That's not good," Adonis said with a smile.

"Hehe, old friend, Lear is a talented general. There will be many more competitions in the future!"

Both knew that with Kanbana's graduation, the new era belonged to War God Academy and Zeus Academy.

Adonis was also quite regretful. This exchange meeting was supposed to be Lear's stage, and no one could have stopped him, but fate had made Wang Zheng.

But for Lear, it was also a good thing. He was too strong, so strong that he had no opponents and no setbacks. Appropriate obstacles would be beneficial for his development.

There were many opportunities to determine the winner.

But this Wang Zheng might bring a revival to War God Academy.

Wang Zheng was already being carried away by many people.

Today, Wang Zheng was the hero of War God Academy!

He made this ancient academy radiate new vitality.

In the crowd, Masas smiled, and not far away, Lear also looked over. They exchanged a glance, finding it very interesting.

Masas' mission was basically complete. Lear was indeed powerful, with a well-rounded personality, not getting angry over a teammate's mistake. Another target had also been identified, which should be Wang Zheng.

The twin stars of Earth.

This was the rhythm of the rise of the Solar System Federation, but who would be the true king?

In Masas' heart, the king was only one: Achilles Victor!

How long had it been since he tasted victory? That day was definitely a grand celebration, even more lively than the school anniversary.

Wang Zheng and others were naturally the main characters, and Ma Xiao, Masas, Meng Tian, and Zhang Shan were also indispensable. This was a team effort, and without any one of them, the final result would not have been achieved.

After this battle, Meng Tian was also hailed as the War God Flower, the undisputed top beauty.

Wang Zheng actually wanted to spend some time alone with Aina, but the festive atmosphere was not something he was used to, and it was impossible.

He was a key figure, already surrounded and carried away.

Outside the crowd, Aina smiled with satisfaction. She was happy for Wang Zheng and believed that he would get better and better, achieving his ideals.

But she would eventually have to leave.

Every girl has a dream, a desire for a romantic relationship, but a relationship does not always need to have a result, especially for Aina.

She had mustered the courage to come and was confident in controlling her emotions. As a future queen, she had been educated to prioritize national interests and manage personal emotions.

But looking at Wang Zheng, who was fearless in battle but now seemed at a loss, she felt her heart soften. She knew Wang Zheng was looking for her, but at this moment, she should let him fully enjoy the joy of victory.

Outside the school, a seemingly ordinary black extended magnetic levitation car had quietly appeared.

"Your Highness, are you going back now?"

Aina nodded quietly. Sometimes, she wondered if it would be better to be an ordinary person, doing what she wanted, rebelling freely, and enjoying life to the fullest.

Unfortunately, as a princess, even "enjoying life to the fullest" was a luxury.

"Tsk tsk, Meng Tian and Wang Zheng are such a perfect match, like a prince and princess fairy tale!"

An Mei said while eating. Headmaster Gut had hosted a banquet. Although he was old, Gut was not rigid, and the students of War God Academy needed a chance to let loose.

Yan Xiaosu pouted, thinking to herself that the boss already had a real princess, which was a pity.

"What's that look for? Aina is beautiful and graceful, but can she put food on the table? I'm not being biased, but I always feel she won't stay long, and she's so mysterious. By the way, where is she? Why isn't she here at this moment?"

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