Counterfeit Hero

At this moment, their hearts were filled with unspeakable feelings. On one hand, their faction pride made them not want to lose the duel, but on the other hand, the reality unfolding before them made them hopeful of losing - losing the duel wouldn’t only solve the predicament of the Four Great Schools, it would also bring an unexpected fortune into the treasures. The fatty had promised that not only would these basic techniques be imparted to everyone, but special techniques from each faction would also be shared!

Thinking about these techniques, everyone’s hearts itched like a cat’s paw!

Looking at Geoffrey and Old Smith, who were chatting and laughing not far away, everyone couldn’t help but feel annoyed. Geoffrey had openly turned against Kubo, and Old Smith’s reasons for relocating the entire faction now had an answer - without an absolute temptation, how could these two old foxes, who valued their faction’s future more than their lives, so easily send their disciples to the bandit army and then forget about them?

If it weren’t for bumping into that Leray fatty while he was giving a lesson to the mech knights, and if it weren’t for the chance that his lesson was about increasing the speed of basic techniques, they would still be in the dark! Regardless of the other pros and cons of joining the bandit army, just these techniques alone were enough for any faction to establish footing anywhere!

Even if the Fei Alliance was defeated or the bandit army collapsed, so what? Not to mention this chaotic era of competition, even in the usual rules of the Free World, the victors write history. As long as these techniques were mastered, where couldn’t one rise again? Especially considering the current predicament of these factions, there was no longer room for hesitation.

Two old foxes, what a calculation!

Retracting his gaze from the faces of Geoffrey and Old Smith, Sade climbed into his dedicated Mecha. He did not object to Fatty’s Mecha switch; on the contrary, he was quite pleased. At least everyone knew what kind of Mecha Anlington was using, so there was no need to doubt if there was anything special about the seemingly ordinary Flowing Light.

Sade had faced off against the Thousand Army Sect more than once or twice.

The green Peace Lake Mecha was also a mainstream human-shaped Mecha. Unlike other factions, the Mingxin Sect’s techniques were more suited for prolonged battles. Facing a Mingxin Sect mech knight was like facing a tranquil lake. No matter how powerful the attack, the counterattack was always calm and composed. Throw a stone into a lake, and even if it creates ripples for a moment, it eventually calms down, giving a sense of powerlessness. The data of the Mingxin Sect’s sect Mechas were very average in all aspects.

As Sade piloted his Mecha into the training field, the data collection instruments around them started to flutter, indicating the beginning of the battle.

This time, it was Fatty who made the first move.

With a light tap of the right foot on the ground, the Mecha Pentium soared into the air, its golden body streaking through the air like a cannonball, drawing a smooth, straight line toward the green Mecha.

”Parallel leap!”

A chorus of astonished exclamations erupted in the training field. No one had expected Fatty’s opening move to be identical to Anlington’s. This was the core technique of the Thousand Army Sect, a closely guarded secret!

If the earlier Phantom Flow technique had only shocked the mech knights of the Four Great Schools, now everyone was dumbfounded. And what was even more unbelievable was that Fatty’s parallel leap was faster and more fierce than Anlington’s.

The Mecha’s movement was as light as a fairy, yet its speed was as swift as a flash of lightning.

Thunder. In the Thousand Army Sect, who could execute such a parallel leap?! A fatty previously unknown in the Free World had greater expertise in the Thousand Army Sect’s technique than its top master who had immersed in it for decades. How could this be comprehended?!

Mech knights rapidly turned their heads to look at Anlington standing on the sidelines. They saw him standing there dazedly, eyes fixed on the golden Pentium, his gaze filled with astonishment and fascination.

Fatty pushed the control lever with his left hand, the Mechanical Computer’s engine wave line suddenly heightened, and dozens of indicators on the computer’s drive display flashed red and green as Fatty’s right hand showered across the virtual keyboard.

The Mecha shot toward Sade and accelerated once again in mid-air!

Although he knew Fatty had some purpose in changing Mechas and that Fatty’s Mechanical Control Skill was unfathomable, Sade did not expect that the same parallel leap, when performed by Fatty, would be worlds apart from Anlington’s move!

Among the civilian Mechanical Sects, the Tai Sect was known for its fierceness, while the Thousand Army Sect excelled in speed. These two factions occupied the two extremes of strength and speed.

However, the Mingxin Sect, in dealing with these two factions and another one that combined both speed and fierceness, the Storm Dao, never suffered losses! On the contrary, the Mingxin Sect’s techniques of overcoming strength with softness and its exceptional endurance made it a nemesis to these three factions. In battles between mech knights of the same level, Mingxin Sect mech knights had an eighty percent chance of wearing down knights from the three schools.

If mech knights from these three factions couldn’t end the fight within twenty minutes, the field would then belong to the Mingxin Sect. The longer the battle, the more apparent the advantage of the Mingxin Sect.

Even a Second-level War God like Wei Jianshan wouldn’t have an easy time against a lower-level knight like Sade.

Sade had already pushed his hand speed to the limit of 61 moves per second! For so many years, he had never used such a high hand speed, but today, at the very start, he had been forced to reveal his hidden skills.