Tempest of the Stellar War

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Simba was very calm. As Arbiter’s sniper, he was the most well-rounded. He knew all sorts of ploys and styles. His talent was only high frequency. In the Asura battle team, or even among the strongest kings, his ability was the lousiest, it was very common. All along he was also the one to be ignored in the Asura battle team.

But his position had never been shaken before. Because he was the only one who could shoot from any position. He could truly understand all the positions. Hence, when he was the sniper, he could always make the most accurate judgment.

Marzu had said before that anyone on the battle team would make mistakes, except Simba. He was an accurate machine.

As long as it was a clear match up, Simba would hold on to the advantage until his opponent died.

No matter who the opponent was.

Lie Xin ground her teeth. One street, as long as she could rush over then this sniper would die.

Her Lie Flame Technique was still maintained with vibrant energy, except she did not know if the mech could handle it. This d*mn sniper was too accurate, especially as to the prediction of her movement travel patterns. It seemed as though he could measure her movement limits.

If not Lie Xin would not be in such a passive position. Lie Xin’s Flaming Elite Guard just peeked out its head, hong hong hong…

She withdrew immediately, but the corner of the wall was blasted away by the continuous snipes. She instantly activated her shield. The Flaming Elite Guard’s head took a shot. Her energy shield broke.

Lie Xin hurriedly retreated. She was so shocked that her body was covered in cold sweat.

Each role in a group battle had their own strengths and weaknesses depending on the distance. Each role would be weaker when facing a certain role. After getting near, a scout killing a sniper was like killing a dog. On the contrary, with distance, a sniper against a scout was like beating a child.

Lie Xin panted heavily. In this instant, she did not know what to do.

Should she not care about the sniper? And change her battle tactics?

But… the sniper’s support was obviously faster than her, should she charge?

But if she took another shot. she was done. What Lie Flame Technique… it would all be useless.

Lie Xin was so upset. She had a whole body worth of strength that could not be used. She liked to fight tough with others and hated this kind of battle. It was too upsetting to have strength but be unable to use it. Wang Zheng, what kind of battle tactic was this?

“Big Sis, there will always be unsolvable problems in life. Actually, by changing perspective, perhaps everything would be different. I’m actually too lazy… In future, when you are alone, you have to learn how to take care of yourself. Actually, difficulties are sometimes opportunities. When you have overcome them, then it would be a whole new world. My big sis is the best.”

Lie Xin’s irritation and panic disappeared. The Lie Flame Technique burned brightly. All along, she loved to find excuses for herself. Lie Guang’s death was an excuse, Lear was an excuse, Wang Zheng was an excuse!

Actually, she herself was the biggest problem.

Just a small sniper. I’m gonna fight you with all I have!

In the middle of the field, faced with Olivios’s Overlord mech, the Lighthouse Warrior was already beaten into such a sorry state that all it could do was keep retreating. This was Achilles’s only rhythm. Well-rounded techniques, strong physical techniques, faced with the super tough Heavenly Overlord Attack. Olivios was too strong. If not for the soft weapons and his ability to entangle push and pull forces, Achilles could barely hold on in the face of Olivios’ almost godly well-rounded physical techniques. If it was anyone else, they would have been beaten like a dog.

You have to know that when beating Aslan, Olivios did not really do anything. You could say that he was another Wang Zheng, another Marzu.

Achilles remained calm. He would not advance recklessly no matter how tough Olivios was. He would conquer toughness with softness. What he needed to do was to persevere, to persevere until he died.

The Lighthouse Warrior was really like a lighthouse in the fierce waves. He was waiting, but there was a feeling that he could be at any time beaten into dust by a huge wave. If they were to say that Saruman Snake had a battle tactic, that would most likely be waiting for the other duels to come up with an advantage and aid in this duel with Olivios.

However, after a crazy exchange of blows, all lanes of Saruman Snake were at a disadvantage.

And the strongest Marzu had yet to make a move. He wanted to use the same method to tell Saruman Snake that the Asura battle team was the strongest. What battle tactics, what methods, what intelligence were all useless in front of Asura? What he wanted was not only a victory but to tell the whole world through this victory, the great strength of Arbiter.

This was suppression. This was the national prestige of the Arbiter Republic!

To let submission quietly sink into everyone’s hearts, admit defeat!

“The difference is too big. I’m not watching anymore. It totally cannot compete with the previous round.”

“I said it, how can this random team defend against the Arbiters? Only five minutes and their true colors have shown. That team leader is even sillier. Marzu has the ability to act high and mighty, but he’s following suit and acting high and mighty as well. Wait until all the others are dead and he can kneel alone.”

“Haha, perhaps that’s his plan to wait like this. Wait until all his team members die and then he can blame them for being useless.”

“Forget it, I’m not watching anymore. I shall spend my weekend with my girlfriend. Might as well be having sex.”

“Forget it, I’m going to study. There are exams next week.”

“The first battle was the most exciting. It should be the last. Now there’s nothing to watch at the end.”

In some academies that were not directly involved in the interests of this competition, a large number of students left. The result was too obvious. There was also no interesting abilities to watch. The most important part was that there was nothing to anticipate. This bunch of small fry from the Solar System wanting to turn the tables and defeat Asura, this was impossible.

At the Elite Academy, no one had left yet, but everyone was losing focus on the competition. The strength of Asura could not be described in words. If they were to fight Asura, the Imperial Glory should retain Hocatolin. No matter what mistakes he had made, his ability was still there. Besides, with Hocatolin, Di Maria, and Heracles, they might stand a chance, and that was only a chance.

The foundation of Saruman Snake and Imperial Glory could not be compared at all.

Actually, this was equal to the end of the Greatest King Competition. Asura was champion, Aslan was second and Saruman Snake third. That was not bad already.

Except there was no glory for the third on such a stage. People would still forget the third. Perhaps after a few years, they would not even know what the Saruman Snake was. Only Asura and Imperial Glory would remain.

People’s memories were only for the strong. The process… was only for the people chasing dreams to remember.

Some people left, some paid less attention, but some were still waiting, still watching, still hoping.

This was not only a battle for Saruman Snake but also their dreams and their desire.

How many Earthlings, how many Martians, how many Moon citizens. At this moment, their thoughts were surprisingly unified. There were no more arguments, no more mess, just a hope for a miracle to happen.

Did miracles come back?

In these hundred years, the people of the Solar System had been disappointed countless times.

Meng Ao and the others were all watching as well. They were also waiting. The scene was difficult to watch, but there were no changes to their expressions. In the battle ship, Zhang Runan was also watching. Beside her were her team members. Lieutenant Zhang Runan was not able to reach such a stage, but she was proud to have fought alongside Wang Zheng and his friends.

HOOTA~~~~~~~~~~~

She believed in these battle comrades. They could reach such a battlefield. That was definitely not only for show, and definitely not for them to be insulted!

HOOTA~~~~~~~~~~~

The Giant mech stood up again tirelessly. He had already fallen countless times, had already been pathetic countless times. His thick, heavy energy shield had been totally destroyed. Beo was very energetic. He knew that giants’ attacks were very fierce. Hence, he could not make any mistakes, and he indeed did not give his opponent any chances. It was time to end the battle.