Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy-Chapter 250 - 26: Exchange Competition Match 1

"Battles of attrition, are they trying to annihilate Ding Chuan?"

"Good."

From the first row, Han Qianyun, without turning his head, casually said, "Amos, it’s your turn."

Amos, one of the six ordinary students in the Dawn team for this exchange, believed that with the opponent’s capabilities, their elite students wouldn’t need to lift a finger.

If an ordinary student could break through, now that would be interesting.

Wouldn’t it?

Satisfied, Han Qianyun glanced at his freshly manicured nails, a slight smile appearing on his face.

As a muscular student with a buzz cut stepped forward, several youths in the Dingchuan Academy section gasped, "Amos!"

Beside them, Yin Shuai, hearing their exclamations, turned and asked, "Who is this?"

The students carefully explained, "He ranked third in the Blue Capital Star testing area of District Four! It’s funny, at Ding Chuan’s home base, none of the top three chose Ding Chuan. In the fighting competition stage, this guy crippled four of his opponents, and the last one surrendered quickly, or he would have hardly escaped unscathed."

"That ruthless?" Yin Shuai stroked his White Hair, deciding to leave this opponent to someone else.

"What’s terrifying about him is that he seems to feel no pain. Moreover, his strikes are both fierce and precise, showing no intention of holding back. Therefore, if you fight him, you have to face him head-on."

Cracking his knuckles and stretching his neck, Amos stepped forward from the Dawn student ranks.

His teammates, far from worried, even started joking, "How many people do you think Amos can take down?"

"Three."

"Five."

"Boring."

When the major had finished speaking, the fighting platforms in the Inner Hall area all sank underground, only for a much larger fighting platform to rise in the central area.

But what was most shocking was the platform’s surface, crafted from a single piece of raw wood!

A super-huge cross-section of raw wood!

Wearing glasses and controlling the Light Computer, Feng Yu saw this and said indifferently, "Last time I saw this fighting platform was when Senior Renault participated in the academy’s glory competition."

Beside him, Renault, with a head of blond hair, looked nostalgically at the crisscrossed marks on the wood.

"This comes from an iron-bone tree that grew for thousands of years on a high-gravity planet in the outer star domain. This wood’s density is harder than steel; only extraordinary talents from various periods could leave marks on it."

Long Er scratched his head and laughed, "Senior Renault, aren’t you just praising yourself in a roundabout way?"

Touching his nose, Renault smiled wryly, "I only left a shallow fist mark on the wooden post. As for the floor, there’s no trace of me at all. However, if Junior Lu were to strike, it would be easy for her sword to leave marks."

He glanced at Lu Qingxue who was quietly staring at the center of the arena.

With a demeanor cool as a Snow Lotus, her expression unchanging, she lightly blinked, and with a voice clear as falling pearls, said, "We’ll only know once we step onto the platform."

As Amos executed a sideward spinning jump onto the platform, his stance and the positioning of his fists ready for battle became evident.

Lu Qingxue spoke again, "High Tier Fist Fighter."

Feng Yu, busy tapping at the virtual console without turning back, commended, "Senior Sister has good eyesight. According to data analysis, his arm muscles have 23% additional training compared to an average person, and at least six upper body muscle curves exceed that of an average person by 105%."

Members sitting in the back rows sighed, these two non-humans pinpointed the opponent’s details as soon as he stepped onto the platform.

At that moment, Han Qianyun and Ingram led their team directly to the seats next to the central fighting platform, observing coldly.

Following Lin Hao, the Ding Chuan students moved to the edge of the central fighting platform, and looking up at the ancient giant tree over one meter thick, they felt a historic aura of iron and blood hit them face-first.

Watching the opponent flip onto the platform, their stern and unyielding stance permeating an air of solemnity.

The veterans in the audience were all roused because their keen eyes recognized the high level of skill among the contestants of Dawn.

The Major squinted at the opponent first, then turned and said, "Remember, this is your home ground. Remember what you said yesterday! Who’s up?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a voice rang out, "Me!"

The voice was decisive and crisp, filled with a fighting spirit.

Everyone looked and saw a pathway cleared in an area where seven or eight people were gathered, and a moderately built but equally muscly young man stepped forward, his skin rough and dark, his eyes bright and spirited.

Lin Hao looked at him, "Fourth place from the Blue Capital Star test area, Tan Tongzhang, are you sure you want to fight Amos, who was in the same test sector as you?"

"Definitely, I haven’t encountered him before, but I’ve been wanting to take him on. I want to see if the survivor competition’s fourth place really isn’t as good as the third place!"

So, that’s the story! No wonder he volunteered to step forward, this is getting interesting.

The first match was going to be explosive, a clash between the third and fourth place from the same sector; one was a regular student of Dawn, while the other was an elite student from Dingchuan Academy.

It turned out this dark-skinned young man, who had hardly spoken, was the fourth ranked from the Blue Capital Star test area!

He was here to fight the first match, and his identity added another layer to it.

Everyone agreed.

Mu Fan didn’t feel as deeply as the others, so naturally, he had no objections.

Being especially cautious for the first match, since the arrogant students on the other side hadn’t gone onstage, his side couldn’t lose momentum either.

Thus, this dark-skinned young man became the first Dingchuan Academy student to step onto the central fighting platform.

Approaching the platform, his legs didn’t squat the slightest; he jumped straight up, twisting in mid-air.

Thud!

A muffled sound echoed from the solid wood platform, and Tan Tongzhang was already firmly standing on it.

His legs spread in a horse stance, arms crossed in front, then his right arm slowly pulled back. As his right fist disengaged from his left arm, a blasting sound was made, and his right arm extended diagonally to the side.

His whole posture was perfectly matched to the opponent’s, not missing a beat.

"Tree Strike Fist Flow Fighting Skill." Seeing Tan Tongzhang pulling back his right arm making a blast sound and then extending it, Lu Qingxue directly named this young man’s martial arts lineage.

Long Er and others turned their eyes towards Feng Yu upon hearing Lu Qingxue’s words.

"Tree Strike Fist Flow, rated A- in comprehensive assessment of fighting skills, originating from Blue Capital Star. Currently, this fighting skill is unique to the Blue Capital Star Tree Strike Fist Gym, head of the gym being the 23rd-grade Boxer... Tan Jieming!" Feng Yu added timely with details.

"Tan Tongzhang, Tan Jieming, so this kid comes from a formal training background."

"Have you figured out what school Amos’s technique is from, Senior Sister?"

"It should be a branch of my fighting skill, I’ll need to see his moves to be certain." Whenever it came to fighting skills or techniques, Lu Qingxue was always the most accurate and timely in responding.

Truly a woman completely immersed in the Martial Path.

With a sigh looking at Lu Qingxue, Renault also gathered his thoughts, prepared to intently watch if there were any truly moldable talents among this cohort of special recruits from Dingchuan.

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Amos, seeing this dark-skinned young man stepping up, flipped his fists, and posed in another starting position.

However, he laughingly said, "Didn’t expect my first opponent to be someone I know. You can still forfeit now—it’s not too late."

Meanwhile, Tan Tongzhang’s right arm, firm like a solitary pine, proudly met the wind, now half-raised in front of his chest, "I’ve wanted to try this for a long time, the third of Blue Capital Star."

A fierce look in his eyes, Amos chuckled menacingly, "30 seconds. If I don’t disable you, I’ll walk off myself."

The whistle blew.

The first match of the exchange competition began!