The other side had only Fao and Barrett left. If it were sniper versus sniper, Zuo Xiaotang might actually have a chance of winning. Although he lost the mech duel, he won the pilot duel, so it was fifty-fifty. As for Fao, he was a Centaur player. Sniper versus Centaur depended on the terrain and luck, but it wasn't impossible. There was still a chance.

Zuo Xiaotang was really starting to panic. Li Hao patted Zuo Xiaotang heavily, pressing on his shoulders. "Brother Zuo, whether we live or die really depends on you. Come on, brothers, let's give Brother Zuo some strength!"

Wu Zang put his hand on, Zhou Nanyi put hers on as well, as did Ma Long, Huo Ying, Cheng Konghai, Sheng Man, Lu Lingxiao, and Tan Ziyuan. Everyone looked at Zuo Xiaotang with hope. At this moment, Zuo Xiaotang carried the hopes of the entire village.

The entire Tianjing Mecha Academy began to anticipate a miracle.

This miracle was placed on Zuo Xiaotang's shoulders. In the principal's office, Long Dan Ni frowned, biting her fingers. It couldn't be said that Tianjing Mecha Academy was playing badly, but they were just a little short. Now the pressure was all on Zuo Xiaotang, who looked like someone who couldn't handle pressure. Looking at Zuo Xiaotang's face, his tense muscles were deformed.

But there was really no other way. If Li Hao went up last, they might not even have this chance.

The camera focused on the two players. Lang Wu sent Fao up first.

He was a Centaur King, a top-five player, not the sniper Barrett.

In the war room, Barrett was a little frustrated. He didn't expect Romero to send Fao up last. He wanted to end Zuo Xiaotang.

Romero's gaze was fixed. Everything was within his plan. He could take down Zuo Xiaotang. Fao definitely wanted him to take down Zuo Xiaotang. During the exchange competition, although Zuo Xiaotang won the pilot battle, it was clear that Romero was relaxed. Or rather, he was good at competitions. Most people with that kind of personality were, but if they were the same type, the kid might really发挥 (fa hui – display skills to the fullest). Especially in terms of skill, that Romero was stronger than Zuo Xiaotang. He wouldn't deceive himself about that. That big fatty just had a bad mentality, and mentality was hard to say.

This was probably Fao's last resort. Unfortunately, he was facing Centaur King, Brother Zuo.

Two more shots, predicting the Centaur King's movement. He either had to change direction or resist. He couldn't even slow down. Brother Zuo was also fully focused, using his titanium shield to cover the mech's vitals.

Relief finally washed over Long Dan Ni's almost despairing face. This was almost as thrilling as betting your life on your belt. Shi Yan was too ruthless, too daring. This battle would definitely make Romero soar. He was already top-notch in terms of skill. Once he was full of confidence, he would be a great weapon. This… couldn't be deliberately creating such a situation, right?

Li Hao, he won!

Gray Death Heavy Sniper, K23 titanium blade, K23 titanium…

The Centaur King directly blitzed, giving no chance.

The Martian audience applauded thunderously, celebrating wildly, wishing they could directly announce victory. Although Tianjing Mecha Academy wasn't worth mentioning, Mu Jiang was worth humiliating. He had to be nailed to the Martian hall of shame, another failure for the great Martians.

Bang, bang, bang, bang…

An almost fatal shot… was blocked by the K23 titanium spear!!!

In the livestream, Fire Woman opened her mouth, her chest starting to clench, her voice seemingly choked in her throat.

Gray Death Mecha…

Instantly, the entire Tianjing Mecha Academy campus exploded. Everyone jumped and cheered wildly. "Li Hao is awesome!"

Sure enough, Brother Zuo chose the Centaur King K-Hell. It was his signature, his most confident choice.

"Haha, sure enough, he has backbone. Very good, confident and resolute, he really is an ancient martial artist. So many viewers are supporting him, we can't just talk empty words. Let's do this, if that big fatty wins this match, I'll donate seventy percent of the income from this competition to the USE charity!" Fire Woman laughed. Seventy percent was definitely not a small number, after all, it was a $ competition. However, due to Mu Ou's lackluster performance, the number of viewers for this match was only a little over two hundred million, which really wasn't much.

The next second, the Gray Death appeared, right hand, boom!

The Centaur King's chest spat out lasers, starting a torrent of fire, and his laser eyes also shot out lasers to buy himself time.

The audience screamed. Brother Zuo's expression was ferocious. He didn't know what the other side was doing, he could only gamble. He gambled that the other side's marksmanship wouldn't hit his cockpit. And it really hit!

Boom…

Configuration: Medium-sized mecha, nuclear fission drive (USE)

That said, it wasn't really an advantage for Tianjing Mecha Academy. If it was an arena, without cover, the sniper would still have a chance before the opponent rushed to close range. But on the Kepler battlefield, the terrain was complex, with cover and such, plus the Centaur's mobility, it felt a bit difficult.

Zuo Xiaotang's mentality was unstable, he might lose, but Brother Zuo wouldn't.

Everyone in Tianjing Mecha Academy's strategy room was very relaxed. Zhou Nanyi looked at Fao, who helplessly waved his hand. He had done all he could do.

A shot hit the Centaur mech. Brother Zuo reacted quickly, raising the Heavenly Fire Spear, ready to counterattack, but his body suddenly lost balance. One of his legs was broken. Damn. But this was Centaur King K-Hell, eight legs could still maintain balance, and Brother Zuo had plenty of experience in that regard. He pulled the mech, forcefully stabilized, and stabbed the Gray Death with a spear. Centaur King K-Hell.

Everyone in Tianjing Mecha Academy's strategy room clenched their fists tightly. Shi Yan Hui was like a different person. There was absolutely no relaxation. The big screen showed Romero's face, without a single ripple. Facing the Centaur King's charge, he was methodical.

Life and death were in an instant, it was a competition of who was fiercer, who was more极限 (ji xian - pushed to the limit), and luck was also important!

In the end, the mech that was locked on was Gray Death!

Romero had already completely mastered the technique. Purely showing off had no meaning. The purpose of marksmanship was to hit, everything else was secondary. Matrix shooting forced the opponent to move, and the arcing shot was a calculated landing point. It was a combination of gun techniques he had prepared in practice.

Zuo Xiaotang was fully focused, without any underestimation. This was also the reason why Barrett chose him to go up. He couldn't give Fao and Tianjing Mecha Academy any chance.

The Centaur King burst out, about to enter the Centaur King's attack range, while the Gray Death's heavy sniper was raised again. Did the continuous high-intensity action have no effect on this sniper?

Shi Yan's eyes widened, bloodshot. He had deliberately sought cover during the blitz, using giant ferns to block his vision, but hearing that shot, a strong sense of crisis struck.

A red light shot out, it was the Centaur King's signature flying spear.

He hesitated between Gray Death and Hunter Apollo for a while. In such a choice, hesitation was the problem, it meant he wasn't confident.

Barrett also stared intently at the battlefield. His glory, his belief, was in this moment. Whether he could defeat the invincible Fao was in this moment!

Arcing shot!

Two more shots, the Centaur mech's two front legs were broken, instantly leaning forward, but at this moment, Brother Zuo still didn't give up. The Heavenly Fire Spear in his hand stabbed towards the Gray Death with all his strength. Two pilots, face to face, they both knew, whoever won would win everything.

Boom, boom…

Dual-engine nuclear fission seven-axis drive, laser eyes, chest-mounted laser cannon, K23 Heavenly Fire Spear.

But the Gray Death, already in state, didn't panic at all, XXS.

Titanium shield blocked, rumble, causing the Centaur King to stagger, arcing flash acceleration.

The Gray Death rolled on the spot, but disappeared again in the roll. The next second, it reappeared, boom, boom. "I don't know who hyped him up so much before the match, this person just came and already started acting like a big shot, only wanting to play."

Romero, with bloodshot eyes, actually smiled. Red flame erupted, the Centaur King had already arrived in front.

A shadow, the Gray Death disappeared???

From the mid-season competition to the exchange competition, even top experts recognized Romero's ability, but they would always放大 (fang da – exaggerate) his relaxation. It was true that he was relaxed before the competition, but after so much training, his long-term sparring partners were all $ competition players, he had long gotten used to it. Once he entered the arena, he would focus and enter his most familiar and hated combat environment. He forgot everything. With training, the time it took for him to enter state became shorter and shorter.

Faced with the fatal flying spear, the Gray Death could only roll on the spot. He hadn't even raised his gun yet. Brother Zuo roared, using all his strength, blitz – Horse Stomping Swallow!

The scene was very quiet. At Tianjing Mecha Academy, everyone stared blankly at the big screen. This…

The heavy sniper fired two shots in a row. Brother Zuo was also abnormally cautious during the charge. This fatty was cowardly, but his marksmanship was really good. It had already been agreed upon during the tactical planning that the reason why Zuo Xiaotang wasn't sent up was to secure the win, but these two shots still gave Brother Zuo a scare. He blocked one shot with his titanium shield, and dodged the other with a hurried staggered step.

"It's already like this before the fight even starts?"

Boom, boom…

The Gray Death's jet of fire, the Heavenly Fire Spear stopped in front of the Gray Death, abruptly.

Time seemed to stand still. Tianjing Mecha Academy was silent. Romero, an unimaginable Romero. No one could expect more from Romero. For a Gray Death to play like this was really impressive. But luck and judgment were on Lang Wu's side. Brother Zuo's sense of crisis and decisiveness were also beyond imagination. That ruthlessness was also a characteristic of Lang Wu.

Any normal person would be shaken at this time, but Romero… wasn't a normal person. How could there be normal people by Fao's side.

But at this moment, another shot rang out. An armor-piercing bullet drew an ugly arc, hitting the Centaur King's landing point directly.

A strange thought flashed through Long Dan Ni's mind. This was something no human could do. She must be overthinking.

Bang!

The camera focused on the two players who had entered the arena. Brother Zuo's expression was as usual, but Romero… wasn't that big fatty's leg shaking?

The big screen showed the randomized combat scene – Kepler Battlefield.

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, the two pilots entered the combat scene.

In Tianjing Mecha Academy's war room, Ma Long jumped up, waving his fist wildly. "Damn, damn, damn, I knew it, Li Hao could definitely do it. My favorite, Li Hao, you're here!"

Fire Woman's mood was infinitely good. She knew there would be such a day. Some people just couldn't make it to the big stage. "Mad Wu, we've known each other for a long time, come on, give him a chance to admit defeat."

Fire Woman nodded with a smile. She had to say, with her prompting, some viewers who were about to close the livestream actually stayed.

It was just that Romero himself didn't realize this.

Da da da da ~

The armor-piercing bullets could penetrate heavy mechs. Even if it was defended with a titanium shield, it would be difficult.

Clang, clang, clang~

"Who knows what it'll be like next year, I feel like Mu Ou is only suitable for being a streamer."

The cockpit had already exploded.

Brother Zuo's Centaur King was truly well-deserved. Although the titanium shield was shattered, his movement was really good. Centaur mechs were the pride of the Martians, the essence of seven-limbed movement. Romero was playing very well, but it was useless. Almost all the shots had hit the mech, but they only grazed it, affecting his movement speed a little, but not causing fatal damage.

"This is definitely a tactical mistake. Tianjing is still too inexperienced. Go back and summarize well, and wait for next year."

Which was faster, the gun or the spear?

At this moment, Romero's name resounded throughout Tianjing Mecha Academy, throughout Tianjing.

Clang, clang, clang!

Of course, due to the terrain, the Centaur King's charging speed would also be reduced a bit. It still depended on seizing the opportunity.

(Dear family members, I finished writing it in one breath. The team battle is about to end, and your Little Li is about to enter the arena. Please give me a monthly ticket for Tianjing all!)

Panic?

After landing, Romero quickly found his opponent's location. Likewise, Brother Zuo also found traces of the Gray Death. The engine roared,踏踏踏踏踏踏 (ta ta ta ta ta ta - onomatopoeia for footsteps), the Centaur King charged madly towards the Gray Death. As long as he closed in, the Gray Death would be a Gray Dead.

This was the final battle!

Brother Zuo was no longer blindly扫射 (sao she - spray) with the laser. Such ineffective firepower suppression was simply showing off in front of a top sniper. All his energy was focused on pushing forward.

Brother Zuo had already entered Burning Will. The Centaur King was like a hell steed, continuously defending with his titanium shield, resisting the armor-piercing bullets' precise bursts. Even so, he felt that the titanium shield was about to explode. If it was a laser shield, he would already be gone.

RO medium mecha, 90 tons.

The Centaur King's attack charge was blocked for a moment. Romero calmly aimed at his opponent and fired again. Boom! The titanium shield shattered, and everyone's hearts were in their throats, because the distance between the two sides wasn't much left.

"Audience, let's have some cheers. The decisive moment has arrived. Tianjing Mecha Academy's last player is Romero, a sniper. His opponent is Brother Zuo from Lang Wu!" Fire Woman shouted again.

"Okay, if we lose, I'll donate 20% to the RO Charity Foundation."

Zhou Nanyi had no choice. Now she could only hope for Romero's godlike发挥 (fa hui - display skills to the fullest). However, he was too relaxed. The only thing was that a sniper versus a Centaur still had a certain chance, it just depended on whether he was accurate.

Seven explosions rang out, and the entire audience was stunned. Seven blind shots. The auxiliary perspective immediately showed the trajectory, matrix shooting!

The entire audience quietly watched this duel, especially the supporters of Tianjing Mecha Academy. They thought this big fatty was a coward, but who would have thought he would be so fierce, so accurate.

Romero didn't avoid it. His mind was filled with the Centaur King's movement轨迹 (gui ji - trajectory). Once he focused, he didn't know how, but he forgot about being relaxed.

Especially just now, with the甩狙 (shuai ju - flick shot), the mech's left arm had deformed a little. His right hand was about to aim.

The key was that the director was kind enough to give a close-up, Romero's hands were clenched tightly, as if he was really relaxed to the point of no return.

Brother Zuo, Centaur King, won the bet!

Zhou Nanyi suddenly looked at Fao. Fao was a little worried at first, but at this time, he was completely calm. Feeling Zhou Nanyi's gaze, he smiled slightly. "Sister, no one will be stage-frightened forever."

Now it depended on Romero, Tianjing Mecha Academy's last card. The big fatty was very cowardly. He practiced a Hunter Apollo, but he felt that it wasn't working in the field, so he used the Gray Death, which he was most familiar with. Although the Gray Death had some flaws, the feel was really good.

Mad Wu Daren shook his head, his gaze still firm, and his voice was very steady. "Romero is an excellent sniper. Sniper versus Centaur King, each has its own advantages and disadvantages. It depends on who can发挥 (fa hui - display skills to the fullest) better, who can control the rhythm. If Romero wins, I dare say that this is Tianjing Mecha Academy's transformation!"

Ma Long rushed into the war room, and Huo Ying and others also rushed in. Romero, who was being swarmed, was still confused. His body hadn't exited the state of Burning Will. "Ah, what's wrong, why are you here, what are you pulling me for, has it started?"

"Tianjing Mecha Academy, Romero wins!"

Bang!

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