Chapter 1 When…

The Centaur King frantically suppressed the Night Saber, forcing it into a completely defensive position. Musashi’s resilience and fundamentals were absolute, but the Centaur King also possessed absolute patience. What set Warlen apart from other Centaurs was that he was truly immersed in it. Apart from being skilled in charging attacks, he was even more adept at stand-up fighting, controlling every detail, rather than mindlessly charging ahead. This mech had completely merged with his soul.

The Skyfire Spear combined both strength and flexibility, adaptable to both short and long ranges, forcing the Night Saber to retreat in a sorry state. The Night Saber had already sustained several minor injuries and endured another impact. It was thanks to the Wu family's expertise in defense and Musashi's own patience that he was able to persevere. However, comparing Musashi, who had just entered the Ryushin-wu style, with Warlen, who was a master of it, in terms of endurance and attrition, Warlen clearly held the absolute upper hand. Unless fortune favored Musashi, his breakthrough would likely come at the cost of overexerting himself. Such on-the-spot breakthroughs were rare, and even if he did break through, Warlen probably wouldn't be afraid.

Warlen was too patient.

"Damn it, Vulcan is too cunning. Warlen is trying to exhaust Musashi!" Depuya suddenly realized. There were several opportunities where Warlen could have launched a decisive attack. Even if it missed, he could have gained a significant advantage, but Warlen didn't.

What else could it be? Warlen's goal wasn't just to defeat Musashi, but to completely cripple him, so that even if they made it to the team battle, Musashi would be useless. Everyone knew that the substitute Marlon was just a healer and of little use.

Everyone's expression turned grim. Tianjing Mecha might just be playing a match, but for Basta and his Vulcan team, it was a decisive battle against a mortal enemy.

Others also wanted to defeat Li Hao and made so-called preparations, but compared to Basta, they were all small fry.

To defeat Li Hao, they had to target him comprehensively.

Warlen had a thorough understanding of the Wu family's technical skills. With his status and strength, it was unnecessary, but he had repeatedly watched all of Musashi's competition videos for a long time. Even if he had become stronger, some technical habits couldn't be changed. And during the Hailong Exchange Tournament, when Romero took the lead in causing trouble, they had been silently observing.

As powerful as Vulcan was, Musashi's fighting style had long been seen through.

Musashi alone, of course, wasn't worthy. All of this was for the redemption of the Martian Apocalypse Warrior's dignity.

To defeat that person!

Then they could stand up!

Although Musashi hadn't experienced the Apocalypse, the training arranged by the Wu family wasn't lacking. Having fought to this point, he clearly realized that his opponent was very familiar with his technical movements. They had done a lot of in-depth research. From the start of the battle, the golden Zone had been constantly clashing and consuming. Both sides were guarding against their opponent's abilities. In terms of Zone value, Warlen was slightly stronger. With the mech's enhancement, this difference was acceptable. The real difference lay in endurance. With equal consumption, Warlen's duration would definitely be longer than his, so Warlen could afford to wait.

The situation was clear. It was too difficult to find opportunities through technical movements. The real Centaur mech had truly achieved the ultimate in semi-beast mechs, with stability, flexibility, and explosive power. As long as the rhythm was in the Centaur mech's hands, it would be too difficult for a humanoid mech to turn things around.

He could only rely on the golden Zone to make a breakthrough. Musashi was very clear about this, and it was also what Warlen was waiting for. When both sides' abilities were out in the open, effective defense would consume less energy, and the subsequent counterattack would definitely have the greatest effect, possibly even causing direct damage to the pilot.

This was definitely Warlen's plan. Musashi had figured it out during the battle, but he had no choice. First, they had to enter the team battle. An even more terrible thing was looming. If he lost, the counter advantage would still be on Vulcan's side. Li Hao couldn't play in the third match. If he did, it would be four to one. As long as Basta didn't play, he could win back the fourth match. Moreover, Li Hao's victory in the third match wouldn't bring encouragement but would instead put more pressure on the others. The third match could only be Zhou Naiyi or Zuo Xiaotang. The three of them had been under a lot of pressure during this time. Zhou Naiyi and Zuo Xiaotang would only feel more burdened than he did.

In any case, he needed to win this battle. He could only fight with everything he had. As for injuries, they were not within his consideration.

In a flurry of sparks and lightning, the Night Saber was once again blasted away, crashing directly into a building. The Night Saber didn't emerge from the front but instead darted to another block. Musashi needed time, he needed to calm down, but the Centaur King had already caught up, making a sharp turn and charging towards the Night Saber with great strides.

"Nowhere to escape, as expected of the Centaur King, forcing the Wu family to flee in such a sorry state!"

"Musashi is not as good as Wu Fa."

"Actually, Wu Fa is just so-so, that's all old news!"

"Tianjing Mecha looked pretty strong at first, how did they suddenly become so weak?"

"They were the dark horse, with new fighting styles that everyone was unfamiliar with, and their abilities were well hidden. Once they're studied thoroughly, they don't have any tricks left. It's like Vulcan's North Carolina, who isn't afraid of being studied, that's the mark of a true powerhouse!"

"Damn, Hailong on the other side is so fierce, they're already three to zero. They're not giving them a chance to survive. This year's Moon is too brutal."

"Hailong has once again shown me the power of money. Where did Sirian find so many powerful warriors? I'm impressed."

"If I were the heir to Moresby, I could do it too. Anyone can spend money. That guy didn't even play, it's too obvious."

"So life is the most important thing, but Hailong will only make it to the top four, that's the limit of spending money."

On the battlefield, the urban terrain didn't give Musashi much time, mainly because the Centaur King's mobility was too strong. In particular, Musashi had to guard against Warlen's ability, which Warlen was suppressing, and this invisible threat was the most draining.

The Night Saber had completely fallen into a passive defensive position. The Skyfire Spear continued to exert pressure, bombarding the Night Saber. Warlen became more and more courageous as he fought, and the light surrounding the mech turned gray, exuding a kind of deathly aura. The Skyfire Spear also carried a strange vibration, and Musashi's Gale ability had to be condensed on the surface of the mech to defend.

Swish, swish, swish...

Mi Wu Sect—Death Entanglement!

The spear locked onto the Night Saber's head and pierced frantically. The Night Saber dodged continuously, focusing all of its energy, and suddenly thrust the spear towards the center. The Blood Moon's scabbard suddenly and accurately held it in place. While deflecting the Skyfire Spear, the Night Saber lightning-dashed forward, not giving the Centaur mech a chance to stomp. The Blood Moon slashed diagonally, and the Centaur's left hand shield blocked it. At this moment, a piercing ultrasonic attack erupted.

—Abyssal Howl!

The gale shield on the Night Saber's surface was instantly blasted open with an air pocket. Musashi's ears began to bleed, but the rotating gale filled the gap, and the ultrasonic vibration continued. The gale shield desperately resisted, and both sides fell into a stalemate, a confrontation of strength, mech, and ability.

Warlen's howl continued, and Musashi's eardrums had burst. The Centaur mech was also constantly pressing down, like a taut string. At this time, if either side relaxed, it would bear all the force.

At this moment, Tianjing Mecha had fallen into a deathly silence. Everyone was praying, hold on!

The Wu family had always been the pride of Tianjing Mecha, and the pride of Tianjing. At the most critical moment of冲击, creating history in the top four, Musashi needed to stand up.

Pain had never been able to defeat Musashi.

This was the unprecedented difficulty that Musashi had encountered, but his will was unbreakable. His opponent's strength pressed down bit by bit, and the ultrasonic waves were ravaging his body, but every bit of endurance was for the sake of counterattack.

When the Centaur King's strength reached its limit and began to decline, in that instant of transition, the gale defense on the Night Saber's surface instantly dissipated.

Between life and death, Musashi didn't need any defense. What he wanted was offense!

Hesitation meant defeat!

If he waited for the complete transition, the Centaur would enter a defensive stance. Musashi didn't have more time to support it. Only at this moment could he force his opponent to fight him desperately. A red light exploded, and Musashi's pupils radiated a strong red glow, and he unleashed a decisive sword slash.

Wu Family Secret Sword—Gale of No Return!

The Blood Moon disappeared, leaving only a scarlet red glow that slashed towards Warlen. Warlen knew Musashi's toughness and strength, but he never expected that someone who hadn't gone through the 里天启 would have such decisiveness, not hesitating for a moment when it was time to risk his life.

He could only defend!

Boom...

The light exploded, and the Centaur mech was sent flying. In mid-air, the Skyfire Spear in his hand was broken in two, and a gash also appeared on the Centaur King's chest.

The Centaur King crashed into a building on the side and stopped. Musashi's Night Saber didn't pursue. This attack had almost exhausted all of his strength.

But, it was actually defended by the Centaur King.

His blade was still not fast enough!

In an instant, the Skyfire Spear swung horizontally, blocking the Blood Moon. Although the force cut off the Skyfire Spear, the remaining force was not enough to destroy the mech.

Musashi gasped for breath. He couldn't calm his breathing, and his ears had completely lost their function. He couldn't hear anything, as if he was in the boundless depths of space.

The Centaur King struggled out of the building, step, step, step, returning to the arena.

The two mobile suits faced each other again. After glancing at the Skyfire Spear that had been broken in two, the Centaur mech reared up its front hooves. Warlen raised the spear in his hand, a tribute.

Musashi had earned his respect. Although he wasn't an Apocalypse Warrior, such a person was no worse than any Apocalypse Warrior.

"Musashi, you can admit defeat." Warlen said, pointing the Skyfire Spear at the ground three times, a gesture commonly used on Mars to ask an opponent to admit defeat.

Musashi was already injured, and if he used his full strength, he might not be able to stand up again.

The Night Saber threw away the scabbard, straightened its body, and a smile appeared on the corner of its mouth. At this moment, all the pressure was gone, and there were no more burdens. He grasped the Blood Moon with both hands.

"Good!" Warlen roared, and a gray light exploded, a huge Headless Horseman light appearing.

Ryushin-wu—Headless Horseman Soul Manifestation.

At this moment, the entire Galaxy Center fell silent. Was this the strength of the Vulcan team?

This was Warlen's true power, and the opposite Musashi was already injured, and the previous attack had consumed almost all of his golden Zone.