Skeleton Elf
Chapter 251 I'm Back
"Captain Li Hao is so tough, I really didn't expect him to attack in front of so many people, and even more surprising, the military didn't intervene," Milton couldn't help but exclaim.
"He's truly a man of few words, decisive in action. I dare say no one expected him to suddenly strike. Pompeii is truly useless, not even a bit of resistance. Curtis has always considered himself the second after Chao Qinglong, but this time he's really lost face."
"That Curtis is extremely cunning, he won't act without absolute certainty and significant gain, but Tianjing Mech Warriors really need to be careful."
"Didn't you guys notice? There are quite a few people on this old Li-ge's side." Seth, a senior, said with a hint of jest. "It feels much more lively this year."
"Seth, you better not call him that in front of outsiders," Solomon said. "During this Mid-Season Competition, observe more and speak less, something big might happen."
Seth was stunned for a moment, muttering to himself, "Is it really necessary to be so exaggerated? Yes, Captain. Chao Qinglong has been much more composed this year, not as flamboyant as before, he has a bit of the demeanor of Maxis when he won the championship."
Seth, as a senior, had already experienced four S-leagues, and Solomon also respected this senior. In fact, this was everyone's intuitive feeling.
"Objectively, I think Chao Qinglong is stronger, but he was too repressed back then. Emotionally, I hope Li-ge can reclaim his position," Solomon said. "I have a strong feeling that a miracle might happen."
Looking at their captain's fervent gaze, the other four exchanged glances. This... they knew their captain, besides liking mechs, also greatly enjoyed art, and people who liked art tended to exaggerate their subjective emotions.
In fact, a great deal of discussion was occurring between the first and second tiers, all revolving around Li Hao, but those in the know were almost ambiguous, while those who didn't know questioned Li Hao's approach. Of course, regardless, Tianjing couldn't continue to blend in quietly during the subsequent training.
The spaceship sailed through the beautiful and prosperous starry sky. The space city chain established by humanity along Earth, Moon, Mars, and Titan was like a gem necklace on the solar system's neck, adorning space. Ofie and the others admired this beautiful scenery and looked forward to the challenges of their destination.
Meanwhile, on Mars, the Mars Mid-Season Competition had also begun.
In the hierarchical Mars, there would be no noise in the venue. Three Wolves led their team to arrive, they were still Mars's strongest face. Of course, Lone Wolf Romero still faced considerable pressure and questioning because he lost to Mu Ou in an amateur competition.
There were even rumors that he would be excluded from the Three Wolves, and some new generations were eyeing his position covetously.
Now it depended on the attitudes of Wolf King Basta and Shattering Wolf Duan Wu. If the two of them exerted pressure together, then the格局 (gé jú - situation) of Mars would change.
As the teams continued to arrive, Shattering Wolf Duan Wu arrived first. The others gave way, and the leading position in front was automatically left empty, very spacious.
Shattering Wolf didn't go to the front, but stopped, waiting for something.
Not long after, Wolf King Basta also arrived. The two exchanged glances, but didn't immediately go to the front row.
The atmosphere suddenly became heavy. Mars was very sensitive to hierarchy. The stance of the Wolf King and Shattering Wolf seemed to be a showdown with Romero. He already had one less eye, and now with such a shameful defeat, a generational change was inevitable. Mars gave the strongest the highest respect, but at the same time had the highest demands for the strongest.
This time, to prevent NUP's three consecutive championships, Mars was duty-bound to present the strongest lineup. Their only goal was the championship, and someone like Romero, who had shown a flaw, was not worthy of being one of the Three Kings of Mars.
After waiting for more than ten minutes, everyone was very patient. Only the sound of breathing remained in the hall. Romero arrived with the Wolf Martial team. Seeing this lineup, the Wolf Martial team's expressions changed. It wasn't that they hadn't thought about it, but they didn't expect to face a challenge from the Wolf King and Shattering Wolf at the very beginning of the Mid-Season Competition.
The atmosphere solidified.
Romero looked at Basta
and Duan Wu, and nodded slowly.
Basta and Duan Wu also nodded, and the two made way, letting Romero lead his team forward.
In an instant, the entire venue was dumbfounded. What did this mean?
The discussion finally couldn't be suppressed and erupted, but no one paid attention. Those who understood naturally understood, and those who didn't understand wouldn't have anyone explain. That person had returned, someone always had to go and weigh him first. If Romero didn't go, Basta and Duan Wu would have to go, but since Romero was going, Basta and Duan Wu had to give him that respect.
Similarly, this battle also gave Romero experience that others couldn't see. Only by personally fighting could he know what level that man was currently at.
If this year's NUP was the target of all teams, then that person was the target of all strong individuals. Furthermore, who said this was all of Romero? He had only reached Burning Will.
The Moon, the prosperous Moon, was at the forefront of the solar system. Having developed to the present, it was now comprehensively ahead. A three-peat was the Moon's inevitable pursuit, it was time to fully demonstrate its comprehensive combat power.
In the spacious and bright arched venue, one hundred high-level teams had arrived. On the Moon, the Mid-Season Training Camp was also known as the Small S-League, and even jokingly called the Moon's Mid-Season Competition actually more difficult than the S-League. For the Moon, this was not only a preparation for the S-League, but also a time to examine the Federation's overall level. Major military academies had to show their best combat power and examine a year's progress.
Most of the teams had already arrived, and all the members were sitting neatly. Unlike the strict pressure of Mars, the Moon represented the highest order and discipline, which was ingrained in their bones.
The New Big Dipper Seven Stars had already arrived. Li Xiangshan, leading the Big Dipper Seven Stars, was bound to have huge changes this year. This was Li Xiangshan's last S-League. In fact, if it weren't for the battle with Mu Ou, he would have left with glory, but this battle did add a blemish to his nearly perfect career. If it weren't for the subsequent defeats of Tita and Lone Wolf Romero, which gave a bit of a negative-negative-positive meaning, he probably wouldn't have been able to keep his position in the Big Dipper Seven Stars.
This year, NUP was full of confidence, not only because of the mature and normal Heavenly King Fan Leiwiete, but also because of the return of War God Maxis. The double insurance of the Moon people allowed no accidents.
However, the appearance of Mu Ou did make the Moon people quite troubled.
Fan Leiwiete and Maxis's entrances received applause from the entire venue, because they had brought two championships to NUP, and were the foundation of the three-peat, the invincible myth.
Fan Leiwiete and Maxis sat down in the front row. Now those who had arrived were the super luxurious lineup for this Moon's preparation for the S-League.
When the time arrived, the venue immediately gradually quieted down. In the past, the military would send at least a Major General, for something as important as this year, a Lieutenant General was possible.
After a while, a person walked onto the stage, a very young, very young person, who slowly stood at the front of the stage.
Fan Leiwiete and others' expressions immediately changed.
The young man's gaze slowly swept across the entire venue, and a smile appeared on that handsome, almost flawless face. "Some of you know me, some of you don't. Let me introduce myself first, I am Hirian Morafis, I'm back."
The Earth's spaceship landed at a base somewhere on Mars, it looked like this was a cooperative base between USE and ROM.
All the members walked out one after another. After a day and a night of sailing, some people felt nothing, it was just a trip, some teams already had incomplete personnel, this trip had eliminated another team, once a team lost two members, it would also be eliminated.
Most people still showed a hint of fatigue, including the Tianjing Mech Warriors team, having a certain captain was useless, leading to everyone fighting with all their strength, which was quite exhausting.
The remaining forty-five teams gathered in the square, surrounded by rows of soldiers with live ammunition. A Colonel walked to the very center.
"My name is Samara, and I will be responsible for your tests at the Mars base." Samara didn't ramble, opened Tianxun (Skynet), and with a wave of her hand, a huge screen appeared, showing the ranking of the remaining forty-five teams. Even those without spiritual power widened their eyes.
"This is the ranking of each team. Each stage has elimination based on results, and there is also last-place elimination. During this trip, the first-ranked is the North Carolina Rose team, the second is the Dome Royal team, the third is the Knights of the Round Table team."
Samara only mentioned the top three, everyone was looking for their own ranking.
"Gruu Team 5, Okaman Royal Team 6, Samoyed Team 7, Extreme Shadow Path Team 8, Puma Team 9, Calve Team 10, Haisar Team."
These were the current top ten teams in points. Ma Long and the others rallied their spirits to find their position, sixteenth place, clinging to the floor, on the verge of elimination.
Everyone knew that every day afterwards would be the real deal, they had to fight for every day's score, and at the same time stay healthy. Once a team lost more than two members' combat power, they would be directly eliminated.
The forty-fifth ranked Hamar Extreme Path team was eliminated in last place. Although they were unwilling, there was nothing they could do. They were taken away by soldiers and directly sent back to Earth. For them, it was truly a wasted trip, and the entire process was witnessed by the other forty-four teams.
In the past, the Mid-Season Competition was also various physical limit stretches, which was almost a routine, but elimination was particularly cautious. This year it looked like there would be large-scale cuts.
When the real results came out, all the attention and focus was still on the top teams like North Carolina Rose. That Tianjing team that made a fancy show before departure could only be said to be barely in the first-class ranks.
On the other hand, the Samoyed team led by Uxiya attracted a lot of attention. This only female among the new Five Tigers, began to shine.
Here, only strength can win respect.