Destroyer

The elimination rounds had a large number of participants with varying skill levels.

Some matches were very close, with two evenly matched competitors skillfully maneuvering their mechs, creating a lively spectacle.

Others were incredibly swift, with one mech being knocked down after just a few rounds, unable to get back up, or being thrown out of the arena.

To catch as many exciting battles as possible, Hu Manduo had to constantly switch camera feeds, keeping him incredibly busy.

"Quick, switch to the camera feed for Ring 5! The comments say someone's about to be beaten to death in Ring 5."

The three of them were engrossed in watching two A-Class Mechs in Ring 1 pushing each other around, comparing strength, when Lu Xiaoxiao's sharp eyes caught a comment.

Hu Manduo quickly switched the camera feed.

As the camera panned, a colossal figure stood in the center of the ring, waving something in its hand.

"What is that in her hand..."

"It's the other mech's arm."

Zhou Yi immediately provided the answer.

Hu Manduo and Lu Xiaoxiao looked down and saw that the other mech on the ground was almost completely dismantled, with only the energy core still intact.

"That's too brutal!"

Lu Xiaoxiao covered her eyes, unable to bear watching.

"For a mech pilot, their mech is like a second life. This is disrespecting the mech! It's trampling on their dignity!"

Hu Manduo, usually quite mild-mannered, had an even rounder, angrier face.

For him, who deeply loved mechs, he understood best that mechs weren't just weapons or tools; they were alive, the best companions.

The defeated mech was also a heavy-duty model, with its massive mechanical arms and legs scattered across the arena.

Although mechs didn't bleed, the scene was still quite chilling.

Zhou Yi didn't speak, but her gaze was terrifyingly cold.

She had worked so hard to obtain her current mech; if someone treated it like this, she wouldn't be herself if she didn't break open the cockpit and fight them.

It was normal for there to be winners and losers in a competition, but dismantling a mech that could no longer fight back to such an extent that it was difficult to repair was simply unforgivable.

Zhou Yi had disassembled complete mechs in her workshop dozens, if not hundreds, of times.

She could tell at a glance that the joints of the scattered mech had been destroyed and would be very difficult to repair.

In other words, this mech was scrap.

The staff quickly moved forward to drag out the person still inside the mech cockpit.

(The person's unconscious. Just how much force did Dogov put into that punch?)

(If you don't understand, you ask. Do these two have a grudge? Why did Dogov aim his punch directly at the opponent's cockpit? Isn't it an unwritten rule of the competition not to attack the cockpit?)

(Replying to the above, no grudge. You probably didn't notice the name of Dogov's mech, it's called Destroyer.)

(Got it. This guy's just purely destructive.)

(Destroyer? How hateful! Someone like that should be disqualified.)

(Even though it's not my mech, I'm already feeling sorry for it. How expensive would it be to repair an A-Class mech that's been torn apart like this?)

(Mech Master here. It can't be repaired. The main joint connection points are destroyed, they can only salvage the materials for reuse.)

(Outrageous!!!)

The comments were all discussing the scene, everyone indignantly condemning the action, but it couldn't cause even a sliver of harm to Dogov and his Destroyer.

The competition continued, and after Dogov won two more matches, he advanced smoothly.

"Didn't it say 'Destroyer'? Why didn't it destroy the last one?"

Lu Xiaoxiao didn't quite understand. Did the Destroyer also act according to its mood?

"The last one who lost was someone with an S-Class Star Block. Maybe they have some connections."

Hu Manduo had looked through the participants' information very carefully.

"No wonder they didn't get destroyed for so long. Turns out they specifically destroy ordinary people's mechs."

The live broadcast of the elimination rounds lasted only two hours. During these two hours, dozens of people advanced from the five rings, and over a hundred were eliminated.

"It's only the first match and it's already this thrilling. I can't imagine what will happen next week."

Lu Xiaoxiao, watching the live broadcast for the first time, declared herself a loyal fan of the Interstellar Competition.

"One match every week, four matches in total! That's enough for you to watch."

Hu Manduo turned off the Star Brain screen, still savoring the matches he had just seen.

"After the elimination rounds, there are the group stages, then the team competitions, and finally the individual matches. There will be competitions to watch for a full six months."

"Wow! Being a fan of the Star Overlord is so awesome!"

Out of affection, Lu Xiaoxiao had already given the Interstellar Competition a nickname.

"What's the registration deadline for this competition?"

Zhou Yi asked, seemingly casually.

"You can register before the final elimination round, but it has to be under the school's name. Almost all schools with A-Class Star Blocks register; fewer B-Class schools do, as the requirements for Mechs are too strict."

Hu Manduo was not only familiar with the participants but also with the competition rules.

"I see."

Zhou Yi picked up the food on the table and began to eat.

She had too much to do tonight and needed to conserve her energy.

After leaving Hu Manduo, Zhou Yi didn't return to her dorm. Instead, she went to the library again.

She skillfully used her key to open the door to the third-floor storage room and then closed it. Zhou Yi released her Mech from the Mech Ring.

It was almost as if she just had to think about it. As soon as her finger touched the ring, the Mech appeared on the open space in front of her.

The lights in the storage room were a bit yellow, casting a mysterious, faint glow on the Mech.

Zhou Yi had chosen a light Mech, less than three meters tall, with more slender arms and legs.

It didn't look like a combat machine at all; rather, it resembled a graceful gentleman.

Zhou Yi placed her hand on the Mech's thigh and slowly paced around it, circling several times.

Her eyes carefully examined every part of the Mech, while her mind rapidly ran simulations.

She was sensing the Mech's strengths and weaknesses.

As a Mech newly purchased from a commercial firm, it could only be called a basic Mech. To perfectly fit the user's needs and unleash greater combat power, it would require specialized modifications.

Zhou Yi silently noted everything she saw and thought, and many ideas gradually formed in her mind.

However, the only materials available now were the junk in the storage room. Zhou Yi absolutely could not allow herself to install old, rusty, and aged parts onto her newly purchased Mech.

"Perhaps... I can try Star Weaving?"

As a trainee Star Weaver, Zhou Yi, after much hesitation, was finally preparing to officially enter the Star Weaving industry due to poverty.

If Zhou Yi's cheap master, Hao Wuduan, one of the top ten richest people in the galaxy, knew that his disciple was preparing to learn Star Weaving for the first time because she was too poor to afford materials and had to use Star Weaving as a substitute, he would surely wonder what his reaction would be.