Tempest of the Stellar War

The rest would depend on attitude. Attitude determined success. Meng Tian’s life was completely filled with study and training. This left the hunks in the school desolate. Of course, some had made moves regardless, but with little results. Meng Tian ignored them the first time, rejected them the second, and showed them no mercy on the third.

At the start, they had thought Meng Tian was putting on airs. Privately, they looked down on those from Earth. But as her results improved in leaps and bounds, they began to become used to her character.

The way things were developing, it seemed possible that Aina and Meng Tian would be competing for top student.

With their results all there, a majority of the youths who came here could not quiet their hearts down and focus on their studies. Besides, there was too much to enjoy here. The entry of humanity and the peaceful years had been around for a long time now. Even if it was the Milky Way Military Academy, the degree of freedom was high. Much depended on one’s own proactivity, and less on rigid driving.

Now they were interested in their sister school’s mecha competition. Although it was not their forte, but no military person would dislike it. Of course, when it came to the main stage, the space city was virtually in Roland Garros. Then, student representative groups would enter Roland.

Wang Zheng’s opponent was a Xuan Grade Class 1 member from White Tiger Region. In truth, this competition was the stage of the Xuan Grade Class 1’s. They were the only ones serious about the whole thing, while the rest were just here to support the party.

Maacah Republic’s Dili was extremely unsatisfied that his first fight would be against a Huang Grade Class 7 from Azure Dragon. The first fight should warm him up. If it had been Azure Dragon’s Xuan Grade Class 1 that would have been more like it. At least he could enter the zone. But it was actually a Huang Grade Class 7.

Dili had no idea how that fool had wandered in. It was a joke. Had there been an error in the school results?

He had joined in the jibes of his comrades as well. The White Tiger Region was a strong division. An intense atmosphere and a strict training environment. The most awesome among the 4 divisions was the White Tiger Region and Vermillion Bird Region. The difference was clear in these 2.

And to a Xuan Grade student, their position in this competition affected their final year score as well. Those that placed well would get more bonus points. Point accumulation led to privileges. Although it did not translate to ascending a Grade, but at a certain level of points, one’s privileges would increase within school. The places that one could go, and the things that one was allowed to know would increase as well. Of course, it would also serve as bragging rights. This was no bad thing as well. From another perspective, this was a form of power as well.

That was why, such a competition was a carnival for the Xuan Grade. These seniors were extremely unsatisfied that these Huang Graders had come to play.

Under normal circumstances, if the opponent was from Xuan Grade Class 1, he would still have to pause a while to understand the situation, even with his confidence. For example, the opponent’s point accumulation in school, if they had any outstanding aspects, their ability X. This was basic preparation. But with a Huang Grade Class 7, Dili did not even know what he should prepare. He was afraid that he would dig and come up empty-handed.

Wang Zheng was extremely satisfied after knowing that his opponent was a Xuan Grade Class 1 from the White Tiger Region. Although his companions had thought it was a pity – to meet a Xuan Grade Class 1 immediately was bad luck. This was the White Tiger division as well, impregnable.

Zhang Shan could not be bothered. Wang Zheng was the farmer type, unconcerned with who his opponent was. His own luck was good. A Black Tortoise Region’s Xuan Grade Class 5. Some level of difficulty, but he could have a fight. Anyone from the Xuan Grade was nothing to look down on.

Even if one met them, it was better to meet them later on. Zhang Shan still hoped to fight strong opponents with this opportunity, and elevate his own Mad Grass technique.

When school ended in the afternoon, basically nobody had any other arrangements. The first day of qualifiers had started, and some already had matches. To the Xuan Grade students, it was no big deal. At the Xuan Grade, fighting classes were frequent, in order for them to accumulate the necessary experience. Only, this had the additional weightage of a competition, was all. But to the Huang Graders, there was the additional gravity and nerves to deal with.

The qualifiers began at 7pm sharp. In order to fully bring out their strength, the Huang Graders mostly ate at 5.30, so they had an hour to properly digest and allow their bodies to enter the ideal state.

The Elite Academy’s battle net opened, and most of the Huang Grade students were spectating. The Huang 1 students had eventually entered, while the Azure Dragon division was a little different. 3 people from Huang Grade Class 7 had eventually entered. Wang Zheng, Zhang Shan, Oli.

Oli’s luck was good. Her opponent was a Huang 1 from Vermillion Bird. No matter what, they were still in the same classification, and she would not be shut out by ability X.

Wang Zheng was scheduled on the first day as well. The timing was 8.30. As they were a class, some of the Huang Grade Class 7 people had expressed their support as well.

Zhang Shan’s opponent was Xuan Tortoise division’s Xuan 5. Clearly, his opponent was more satisfied with his own luck. To meet a Huang Gradeer was already a stroke of luck, and a 7 to boot was an even more joyous event.

In the spectator hall, Wang Zheng and the rest had already entered. Friends had come to lend their support, although Yan had not come. It looked like the 2 of them had really severed for good, but Snow Li and the rest had come to support. Snow Li and the rest had their competition the next day. Since they had no fights today, they could see the overall standard.

And the hottest timing today was 8.30pm. Group 2’s Vermillion Bird King Hocatolin’s grand entrance. His opponent was from a Xuan Grade Class 1, but that was unimportant. The name of Vermillion Bird’s King was well known, and more had come to see exactly what he was capable of.

Zhang Shan had taken the field. Ever since IG, Zhang Shan was not firmly resolved on revenge, but he had nevertheless deeply thought about his fighting style, and which mecha could bring out his power.

Zhang Shan’s opponent was Lens from Sirius Star. Since he was of the Xuan Grade, the opponent’s ability X must be capable of crushing Zhang Shan. But luckily Zhang Shan was an evasive type, and need not meet it head on.

Facing the rows of mecha fighters, Zhang Shan chose the Wind God without hesitation!

Having considered all types of mecha, he discovered that he needed those with a higher mobility in order to bring out the best of his ability.

Wang Zheng was surprised too. Wind God was undoubtedly one of his best mecha, but he had never thought Zhang Shan would choose it.

Snow Li was also shocked. Because she was a member of IG, she knew of Zhang Shan’s situation. The Solar System team’s standard was too low. This Zhang Shan was one of those that pulled the team down, although his improvement was phenomenal. She had no doubts that Zhang Shan would be somebody in the future, but not now. And choosing a mecha like Wind God was a double-edged sword. Although its mobile capabilities were excellent, but its attack power was weak. It gave a fragile feeling. Most importantly, unless you had the physical ability of someone like Wang Zheng, otherwise it would be difficult to make the mecha shine.

With a different mecha, they might have some hopes for him, but after seeing Wang Zheng’s performance, the expectations of Wind God were too high.

Zhang Shan was excited. His choice of Wind God had been in part due to Wang Zheng’s influence. Wang Zheng’s fighting was artistry. Each time he saw it he was moved. One day, he had thought about giving it a try.

Lens chose Sirius’s beast type mecha “Tiger-Wolf Guardian”.

Of course, in Elite Academy, what was most important was not the mecha, but rather what results could be produced through the interaction of ability X and mecha.

The 2 mecha took to the field. If one opened the Skylink, one could see the entire lineup of matches. The 5 Groups’ first battle started at the same time. Most chose to watch either those familiar to them, or those that needed watching. Zhang Shan and Lens’ match was relatively unpopular, even regarded as one of the least popular. As a good friend, one must definitely support, and both sides combined, there was an audience of about 20 plus, which was better than empty. Even battles needed the suspense, just like the gladiator fights of old. The more people there were, the better the gladiators fought. If nobody was watching, then they would lack battle power as well.

Len’s battle approach was simple. A fast fight, decided quickly. He had no interest in wasting too much time on a Huang Grade Class 7 opponent.

The battle started. Tiger-Wolf Guardian let out a strong roar, and shot forward like an arrow leaving the bowstring.

His ability was indicated in just this move alone. As a Xuan Grade Class 5 member, he was definitely confident in battle, and knew his stuff. An agile beast-type mecha was especially effective in restricting an agile humanoid-type mecha. The mobility of 4 legs was definitely better than 2.

Although it was only the first attack, whether because of nerves or a miscalculation of the opponent’s speed, Zhang Shan was forced to reveal his first warp, expending his magnetic energy source to avoid his opponent’s ferocious attack. Zhang Shan broke out in a cold sweat.

Xuan Grade candidates were Xuan Grade candidates. Any student of Elite Academy naturally had a superior attitude. For example, those of Huang Grade Class 7 did not particularly respect those of Huang Class 1, thinking that the difference between them was not big, and it was perhaps a matter of luck. While they would not dare to think the same of Xuan Grade Class 1, but if they were still at Xuan 5, then perhaps their standard was about the same. They would think that they themselves were naturally headed for Xuan Grade Class 1 when they ascended.

Many people thought this way. This was a natural way of thinking, but also a fatal fantasy.

Lens had no intention of giving Zhang Shan the opportunity to counter attack. Although he had dodged with warp, but those of the Xuan Grade had seen much, and immediately knew that his opponent used warp. Such types could only use it a few times. It was simple. Press the attack, and force the opponent to use up all his energy.

The beast-type mecha rebounded the moment it landed. Such a violent maneuver was something that humanoid mecha struggled to execute. Zhang Shan’s magnetic energy source once again flew out. At this time, he had no way to press forward. His rhythm was completely thrown off.

Eisen and the rest could barely watch it anymore. Luckily it was the Wind God. Any other mecha would have already been destroyed. Zhang Shan was in a tragedy as well. But then again, it was to be expected. A Xuan Grade fighting a Huang Grade had an obvious outcome.

Wind God looked like a mouse trapped in the bellows, hounded mercilessly by the Tiger-Wolf Guardian. Finally, Lens seized his opportunity, and forced Zhang Shan to use his second warp to supplement the magnetic power in order to draw the distance apart.

The audience was speechless as well. From the start of the fight, Zhang Shan was being beaten, and did not even have the energy to counter attack.

Lens was discovering that this was a difficult opponent to pin down, because he was not sure how many times the opponent could use such teleports. Combined with Wind God’s mobility, was this ever going to end?