Tempest of the Stellar War

This was something that his family had handed over to him, but Achilles was rather dismissive of such rumors. He was a typical person from the Moon, and his goal of combat had never changed. That was the rise of the Solar system, and the glory of the Moon!

As for the aspiration of those people, it was not in the nature of the people of the moon. You could say that they were naive, but at the same time honorable.

After a day of rest, Wang Zheng was on the move. Since there had been no Zerg, Wang Zheng could only choose to proceed deeper in. After a day of adjustments, his body had begun to acclimatize to the Abyss. Although it may look like a desolate wasteland, the energy in here was several times higher than the planets outside. The only issue was the murderous aura lingering in the air.

Wang Zheng originally did not have an aim, but a loud crash in the distance attracted his attention. There was a ripple of an Ability X from the northwest direction, and it was extremely strong. If he was able to feel it from such a distance, it could only mean that both of them were extremely strong.

It was obvious that the ones fighting were both humans… why in the world would they start here?

Wang Zheng piloted his Golden Wheel War God over, but when the two had appeared within his vision range, he immediately halted his steps. He recognized both of them, being as famous as they wre.

It was Vermillion Bird’s Hocatolin, while the other person was White Tiger Academy’s No. 1, Hydra.

Coming all the way here to fight, there must be a private grudge between them. It was rare to have a chance to witness such a battle between experts. Wang Zheng was familiar with the strength of the average Expert tier, but what about those at the peak?

Hocatolin’s mech was completely covered in flames, and had been combined with his Ability X. As he was already able to manipulate its state and shape, this Ability X was definitely already in the B rank.

On the other side was Hydra, known as the top person in the Xuan Grade, had not leaked out a single trace of his Ability X, but once he moved, his Ability X would explode outwards.

After reaching a certain stage, it was difficult to observe any obvious flaws, and at worst they were slightly weaker in certain aspects. Hydra and Hocatolin were battling fiercely, yet Wang Zheng could not feel any murderous intent from them. It seemed like these two were only sparring, If the opponent was tough enough, it could even be equivalent to the entire month of training.

Hocatolin’s agility and Hydra’s stability were in stark contrast, but neither side was able to gain an advantage. Both of their physical abilities were high, especially for Hydra. Ever since he had seen the Heavenly Overlord stance, Wang Zheng could tell that the opposing party’s physical skills were extremely powerful, but this had exceeded his imagination.

A sword flashed out, followed by a shoulder tackle. Although he was not using a landslide, the power behind the strikes were almost comparable. However, Hocatolin was still able to agilely widen the distance, his mech was as swift as a bird, instantly reversing and slashing back at an elusive angle.

This was on a completely different level. No matter if it was physical skills or Ability X, they were no longer simple tools to be used, but were integrated together. This were skills that were formed over a long period of tempering.

Honestly speaking, Wang Zheng was still not at their level. This type of freedom and control was something the Wang Zheng was still pursuing.

Although Wang Zheng did not believe himself to be the best in the world, he was still rather confident in himself. He was eager to broaden his horizons, and was finally able to do so today. It was a pity that he was still at quite a distance. If he was on the same battlefield, the details of that oppressive strength would be even clearer. However, he was also aware of the rules, no one should ever disturb a spar. He was already fortunate enough to be able to watch from afar.

The two who were sparring against each other were obviously conserving their strength, not to mention their resources and abilities. It was simply suicidal to utilize their full strength on a mere spar within the Abyss.

Hocatolin and Hydra were old rivals, and were also the most promising students that could advance to the Earth Grade. No matter if it was intentional or unintentional for them to meet each other, since they had already met, both of them would naturally not be polite. As for the Abyss, the danger at the periphery was not high enough for them to be concerned.

“There’s someone here.”

“I have no idea which little rabbit is that ignorant.”

Almost at the same time, the two mecha rushed toward Wang Zheng. Hocatolin drove an Aslan mech – a fifth gen Tempest Condor. At this moment, the mech was flying along with a pair of large wings, leaving behind a streak or red light. Hydra was piloting an Arbiter mech – Grand Tyrant series, seventh gen. An assault type mech… the acceleration was akin to a cannonball, with smoke rising from the ground, its speed not losing out to Hocatolin.

Within a moment, both mecha landed in fron of Wang Zheng’s Golden Wheel Battle King.

“Report your name.” Hocatolin spoke.

“Azure Dragon Region’s Wang Zheng. I’m sorry, I have no intentions in disturbing your spar.” Wang Zheng was full of admiration for these two. With their current level, he had no chances of winning. Even if he had a few tricks that were meant as a last resort, such experts might be able to avoid them. As for the minute details, he had still not reached a complete realm, as he was still lacking in combat experience, and even more combat experience.

The battle experience of Hydra and Hocatolin was likely to be far able his. The experience gained within the Rubik’s Cube had reached a point where it was beginning to be insufficient.

Wang Zheng’s name was no stranger to them. Hydra took a glance at the Golden Wheel Battle King. The reason he knew about Wang Zheng was due to Olivios, as he was an opponent that had been acknowledge by him.

The people from Arbiter preferred to use such a method to add pressure on themselves to improve.

“Mars, I have a personal grudge with this person. Since we’ve met, I’m going to teach him a lesson. Do you mind?” Hocatolin said.

Wang Zheng rubbed his nose, what was this even about. Listening to the other party’s tone, both of them were rather familiar with each other, and it was instead him who had a personal grudge.

Hydra was still undecided, “Just don’t kill him.”

He did not care about Wang Zheng’s life and death, but this person was the target of Olivios’s trial. If he was really ruined, it would be a great disruption to the training plan for Olivios.

Wang Zheng did not know to laugh or cry at their arrogance. Even at their level, it would not be a simple feat to destroy him.

“Wang Zheng, I shouldn’t be the one bullying you, but you know what you yourself have done. As a person from Aslan, I won’t be able to rest well if I do not teach you a lesson. If you can receive three attacks of mine, I won’t do anything else in the future.”

Hocatolin had already confirmed that this guy in front of him had almost tarnished the dignity of the Aslan royal family. If that was not the case, Princess Aina would not have specially gone over to Wang Zheng to whisper those words. No matter what, he could stand it no longer.

Wang Zheng was speechless. The personal pride of the Aslan people were not something normal. In fact, he had also realized something during his time on Roland. No matter if it was Aslan, Arbiter, or Roland Garos, all of them emanated a sense of superiority, as if all the other countries were their subordinates. There were of course some people that believed it was something to be proud of, but this was not the case for Wang Zheng.