Triple Micro-Control

At the Obsidian Martial Arts Hall, the morning sun was just rising.

"Wu Shang, how are you feeling?"

"How much have you progressed?"

Zhang Qingwei, who was sitting cross-legged, exhaled a deep breath of white air. She looked at Luo Wu Shang beside her, blood trickling from the corners of her mouth and eyes, but her own eyes held a light, an incredibly fiery glow.

However, this somewhat frightening scene did not stop Luo Wu Shang from continuing to repair the wall. Instead, she used one hand to repair the wall while casually thrusting out with the other.

Instantly, six explosions sounded in the air.

"This Star Explosion Meditation Technique is very powerful. I've currently progressed 3%," Luo Wu Shang said, glancing at the six finger marks on the wall, very satisfied. "Originally, I could only achieve thirty-three star points during my Pilgrimage, with my limit being five stars here. But this meditation technique has further improved my control over my body and reaction speed. Now I can easily reach six stars."

"I feel like if I improve a bit more, I should be able to reach seven stars. Then, even if I encounter a master who has just entered the apprentice stage in the wild, I should be able to fight them."

"You're improving that fast?" Zhang Qingwei was a little astonished. "We started around the same time, and you're already at 3%, while I'm only at 2%. This won't do. I'm not going to the headquarters to report today."

With that, Zhang Qingwei formed her hand into a blade and struck a wall.

Suddenly, a star pattern formed by three marks appeared on the wall, with a subtle crack forming in the center.

"At 2% progress, I've actually managed to use the first level of the Surging Wave Blade. It's truly amazing," Zhang Qingwei said, looking at the marks on the wall, her heart filled with excitement.

The Surging Wave Blade was her signature technique from her Pilgrimage. She had once been on par with Luo Wu Shang in star-pointing, but unlike the speed-oriented star-pointing, the Surging Wave Blade was a power-based blade technique. Instead of doubling one's physical strength like the Crushing Stone Fist, the Surging Wave Blade combined three strikes through skill, directly doubling the power.

However, ever since the car accident, her body's reactions had been unable to keep up, and she hadn't been able to use the Surging Wave Blade.

"What are you two doing?" Lin Qi asked, his expression turning a bit unpleasant as he saw the two of them practicing against the wall so early in the morning. "I asked you to repair the martial arts hall, not to damage its walls. That's a fine of two hundred points each, and you must repair ten walls today as compensation, or you'll be expelled from the hall."

As Lin Qi spoke, the two who had been so excited moments before were on the verge of tears.

They would have rather Lin Qi subjected them to corporal punishment ten times over.

Earning points in High Martial Descent was too difficult. Even if they worked hard for an entire day, they could only earn a little over a hundred points. A fine of two hundred points at once pushed their goal of acquiring weapons back by two days.

Lin Qi watched as the two of them obediently went to fix the walls, and only then did his expression improve slightly.

"These players are getting stronger and stronger, and the martial arts hall can't withstand their antics. After the repairs, there will be even more players, and I can't possibly keep an eye on all of them. It seems necessary to establish some new rules," Lin Qi said, glancing at the cracked walls, feeling quite emotional.

The meditation technique, which was initially just theoretical, had actually been mastered, and not by just one person, but by three. With the Star Explosion Meditation Technique, these three, even as mere Quasi-Apprentices, possessed the strength to challenge those who had just entered the Martial Apprentice stage.

This meant that the Obsidian Martial Arts Hall now had four individuals with the combat strength of early-stage Martial Apprentices. In the wild, this would be considered the strength of a small gang, possessing the ability to engage in some transportation and trading activities in the wild.

Earth, Ku Rong City, Storm Shadow Club.

Simulation match combat space.

"The randomly selected map for this match is a ruined city, which isn't very suitable for sniping," Li Ranxing said, looking at the arena before him. He then commanded in the team channel, "The four of you switch to close-combat response mode and try to lure away Blue Enchantress's four members. I'll deal with Chen Ya!"

"Understood!"

Fang Zhen and the other three, who had been randomly assigned to various parts of the city, all moved towards the city center.

Team matches in Mecha Continent involved ten players battling on a map. The initial positions of the ten players were random, and the map would continuously shrink. If players couldn't converge towards the center quickly enough, they would be eliminated by the collapsing map.

Therefore, at the start of the battle, everyone would head towards the center. Whether they encountered teammates or enemies along the way was a matter of luck.

"What bad luck. I'm assigned to rear support this time and didn't bring any close-combat weapons. My mech is also a long-range type," Fang Zhen said, looking at his set of long-range weapon equipment with helplessness. "It seems I can only set up an ambush."

In Mecha Continent, mech combat was divided into close-combat and long-range based on weapons. Mechs equipped with close-combat weapons also had adjustments to their agility and speed to facilitate quick engagements.

Long-range mechs, on the other hand, prioritized stability and were somewhat cumbersome, but could sustain precise long-range output. Conversely, if they were engaged in close combat, they were at a significant disadvantage.

However, less than two kilometers into Fang Zhen's advance, an explosion sounded from a building in the distance, followed by a comrade's short-range communication.

"Requesting support! Requesting support! Is anyone nearby? I've been discovered by two close-combat members of Blue Enchantress."

"I'm currently retreating towards the east, requesting support! Requesting support!"

After a series of short-range communications, Fang Zhen saw a red close-combat mech engaged in a fierce battle with two blue close-combat mechs on the street ahead.

Team matches in Mecha Continent usually divided players into two colors, red and blue. This time, Storm Shadow was red, and Blue Enchantress was blue, allowing for immediate identification of allies and enemies on the battlefield.

Before Fang Zhen could react, the red mech was cut into several pieces by the two blue mechs and was directly eliminated.

"Yo, lucky us, there's still one more," Meng Gang, a member of Blue Enchantress wielding a battle spear, said with a smile as he looked at Fang Zhen directly in front of him on the street. "Blade, let me have this one. That last fight was really boring. The captain said my dodging skills weren't great, so this long-range one is perfect for practicing my dodging."

"Sure, but hurry up. If you're slow, the captain's fight might have already started," said a teammate named Wang Yi Dao, who was indifferent to the matter. "Ten seconds! I'll give you ten seconds to finish this."

Although the Storm Shadow team had qualified for the national competition, they were only among the top thirty-two teams. Compared to them, who were regulars in the top four, their skills and reaction times were still inferior. This was why they didn't take Storm Shadow seriously.

"Alright! You count!"

Meng Gang didn't hesitate. He directly controlled his mech, activated acceleration, and charged at Fang Zhen with a battle spear over ten meters long. His speed was so great that it left afterimages, yet the mech itself skillfully avoided obstacles on the street.

"So fast!"

"To achieve such precise control at this speed, is this the strength of the national top four?"

In front of the large screen at the Storm Shadow Club, a group of Storm Shadow members exclaimed as they watched the agile, monkey-like blue close-combat mech.

In Mecha Continent, mech control was extremely difficult, unlike other virtual games where players could easily perform various actions as if controlling their own bodies. Mech control was more like driving a car, but much more complex. Even top experts in Mecha Continent found it difficult to make a mech move like a human.

But Meng Gang had achieved it, controlling the mech as if it were a person. It was hard to imagine how he did it.

"Who is controlling that long-range mech? Why haven't they opened fire to snipe!"

"That mech seems to be Fang Zhen."

"Fang Zhen's luck is really bad. Encountering a close-combat mech at such close range, even if he fires, he'll only have one chance. One mistake and it's a dead end."

The Storm Shadow Club members present all shook their heads as they watched the red long-range mech. Normally, long-range mechs would snipe from three kilometers away, but the Blue Enchantress's close-combat mech was now just over a kilometer away. It was too late to dodge, especially with the surrounding cover making it easy to evade bullets.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Just as the blue mech with the combat rifle was less than five hundred meters from the red long-range mech, three consecutive gunshots echoed through the entire street.

"Is Fang Zhen crazy? Firing three shots in a row, does he really think he can hit anything with random shots?"

"He's probably just desperate."

Everyone watching Fang Zhen fire three shots in a row felt that he had given up. Due to recoil, each subsequent sniper shot was harder to control. Firing three in a row was no different from spraying and praying.

"Given up? How boring."

Meng Gang watched Fang Zhen fire three shots and shook his head helplessly. He had wanted to practice his dodging, but now it was all unnecessary. Only the first shot required a bit of evasion; the other two could be completely ignored.

Meng Gang immediately made a powerful dash, directly evading the first bullet aimed at his head.

And just as Meng Gang was preparing to tear Fang Zhen to pieces, he suddenly found another bullet right in front of his eyes.

"Damn it!"

Meng Gang abruptly raised his hand, intending to use his combat rifle to block the shot aimed at his head.

Clang!

A crisp metallic sound rang out.

The combat rifle actually trembled, struck directly by the bullet, deviating from its intended blocking trajectory.

The next moment, Meng Gang's vision went black.

"Triple Micro-Control!"

"He knows Triple Micro-Control? Could he be Li Ranxing?"

Meng Gang woke up from the virtual gaming pod, staring intently at the large screen in the distance, filled with unwillingness. The mech control technique of Triple Micro-Control was something only top-tier captains, like those in the national top eight, could execute.

He had thought he was just bullying a member of the Storm Shadow Club, but he hadn't expected to encounter Li Ranxing in disguise. There was no point in fighting anymore.

However, as Meng Gang watched the other battle on the big screen, he was completely stunned.

On the other battlefield, Captain Chen Ya was fighting a red mech, and the two were locked in a fierce, evenly matched battle.

"Holy crap! Who is that guy?"

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