Tempest of the Stellar War

Chapter 711: The Root of Conceitedness

Translator: Abyssruler Editor: Lucas

Ye Zisu’s research was inspired, but it was no easy task to surpass the advanced standards of those major countries. Against an opponent like Hocatolin, who was at once both physically strong and technically capable, the shortcomings of the mecha were exposed in an instant.

After a furious battle, Storm Swordsman was beaten into a corner. It was only the strength of his control that prevented it from leaving the arena.

Void Shadow God did not press. The beam saber in its hands flashed out a pattern, and stopped in front of its chest, standing solemnly in waiting.

In this competition, he wanted the princess to see that Aslan was the greatest. Earth’s physical skills were antiquated and irrelevant. He also wanted to let the Elite College students know that Aslan was great and unsurpassable.

The entire arena burst into enthusiastic applause. Clearly Aslan’s popularity was much higher than other countries. More accurately, Aslan Empire was indeed the forerunner in country popularity, and this was could not be denied.

Arbiter was also strong, but not many people liked them.

Zhang Shan could not accept it, but his lone voice was drowned out in the crowd. Only, Zhang Shan understood the battle as well. Hocatolin’s physical skills were brutal. Punches, kicks, grabs, sword work, each and every aspect was polished to excellence. The clash previously had been a flawless performance.

F*ck, it wasn’t enough that he was handsome and had a strong Ability X. He had to have such domineering physical skills as well.

“Wang Zheng, physical skill is something that every Aslan citizen begins to explore from young. The skills of fists and feet, close contact grappling, and encounters with various weapons, blades, swords, guns. These are compulsory lessons for the Aslan aristocrats. If you think that you can easily defend against my attacks, you are horribly wrong.” Hocatolin said lightly. He did not want Wang Zheng to disdain him like this.

Wang Zheng smiled. He only wanted to test the basic capability difference between Storm Swordsman and a top-tier mecha. Old Zhuo had said that understanding mecha was a compulsory component of becoming a top-tier mechanist. Trying to conquer the world with one-trick was a fantasy. Only those who understood more could become stronger.

As things had shown, the Void Shadow God’s basic capabilities were stronger by a bit. Ye Zisu had some improvements to work on. But who would have thought he would have disappointed his opponent?

Storm Swordsman’s beam saber sliced out. Ping...

Faced with Storm Swordsman’s silent attack, Hocatolin’s beam saber leapt to meet it. His familiarity with all patterns of attacks and all types of arts made the flaws in each approach clear. Against him, all the strengths and weaknesses of any attack were laid bare.

Thunk~~~

Suddenly, something inexplicable happened to Void Shadow God. It rocked backwards and stumbled. Wang Zheng’s beam saber was already cutting towards its chest. Void Shadow God speedily retreated, but was caught by a kick from Storm Swordsman, who advanced as gracefully as a willow swaying in the wind. The beam saber lanced out.

BOOM...

Void Shadow God blocked with all its strength, and the mecha landed lightly. This mecha’s capabilities were unbelievable, and left the opponent with no opportunity to pursue.

Wang Zheng’s beam saber sliced the air a few times. “What you call the old-fashioned skills of Earth is simply your lack of understanding. Punches, kicks, and bladework are just the entry-level skills, and don’t hold a candle compared to our secret arts. Let alone physical skills.”

“Is that right? Earth has long been hailed as an ancient civilization. Isn’t such a stage the perfect chance for you to demonstrate that? Show me.” Hocatolin smiled grimly.

Both were talking lightly, but testing the other with their steps. The tension was rising unstoppably, and their beam sabers were pointed at the other.

Ping~~~

Both mecha exploded forwards, the Void Shadow God faster by a beat. This was the mecha advantage. The beam saber cleaved down with speed. What ancient arts? Wasn’t it just the deluded comforts that the Earthlings held on to?

Shing...

The attack with initiative actually went wide. Could his judgment have been wrong?

Wang Zheng’s mecha had been slower than he predicted. Ping...

Wang Zheng directly batted away his opponent’s beam saber, entering his guard. Hocatolin did not panic. Many mecha pilots would lose their cool when closed upon, but definitely not him.

He did not defend with his own beam saber. It would not have made it in time. He answered it with his left elbow, at the same time preparing his lower half.

Wang Zheng’s mouth twitched. In truth, he had N violent ways to deal with Hocatolin. But even he wanted to let some wind out of these conceited Aslan people’s sails.

His left hand trapping the opponent’s left elbow, he gave a ferocious shove. One’s footwork was the key here. With a swift turn and a violent jerk, his foot lashed out.

BOOM...

Void Shadow God was again kicked away. Its beam saber whipped out. Hocatolin was not even thinking, but instinctively replied with an attack. But it met with nothing but air. Wang Zheng’s own beam saber was already pressed against Void Shadow God’s cranium. Void Shadow God’s energy shield crackled into life, blocking the fatal blow, but Wang Zheng had already followed up with another kick.

BOOM...

Hocatolin refused to back down, aggressively answering. Wang Zheng was overjoyed. It had to be said that the Aslan people had a willful streak.

Turning disaster into opportunity, BOOM...

Hocatolin had taken a serious hit, and his skull was thrumming. His ferocious inferno power suddenly flared to life.

Wang Zheng’s Storm Swordsman had initially prepared to combo attacks, but was suddenly foiled. Void Shadow God had already pulled the distance wide.

The atmosphere suddenly turned strange. Hocatolin... Vermillion Bird King... the perfect fighter, actually had been tripped up?

If it was not for the energy shield saving his life, this match would already have been over.

Hocatolin’s aura soared to the skies. Although theoretically a B rank Minor Cycle Ability X, but his understanding of power usage determined his strength. Hocatolin to Ability X was just like Wang Zheng to physical arts.

Wang Zheng drew the distance further. This was different from Old Zhuo. Old Zhuo was already old, and although his technique was crisper, but he lacked the aura and bloodthirst, which made Hocatolin different. Just as he was gathering his power, Hocatolin did not expect to fall to his own pride, and nearly fell to a sneak attack from Wang Zheng. The opponent’s physical ability was indeed considerable.

“Hocatolin is too conceited. He still does not understand that the key to physical skills lies within.” Marzu smiled.

Olivios was expressionless. Aslan people’s forte was their Ability X. Their lofty goals of perfection were just ideas. In the end, the decider was always Ability X.

The Inferno ability of his fire Ability X came forth, and Void Shadow God had a completely different feel. The kingly aura welled forth, and his confidence swelled to uncommon levels. At the start, Hocatolin was at most a conqueror, but now he gave off the feel of a tyrant.

Strength was the wellspring of confidence. And in truth, although physical skill and Ability X were 2 different powers, but they shared many similarities.

Uncaring of his opponent’s Ability X, Storm Swordsman adjusted itself and again attacked. Hocatolin frowned slightly. He had already used his Ability X, but Wang Zheng was still only using physical skills.

The same attack pattern, but now Hocatolin felt a completely different feel. Storm Swordsman’s movement had a lag in it’s pattern, which meant that Wang Zheng might switch moves at any moment.

Suddenly... the opponent in front of Wang Zheng disappeared. Alerted, he turned behind.

Ping...

Barely in time, the beam saber blocked Void Shadow God’s attack. Once his energy was brought to bear, Hocatolin’s operational standard had directly increased by one rank.

Under the heavy attacks, Storm Swordsman was unable to get its feet. Void Shadow God suddenly swayed. BOOM BOOM...

In an instant, the entire arena exploded, and a series of aftershadows appeared, filling the air with beam saber traces.