"Thank you for your understanding, Gu. I wonder what Mu Fan thinks?"
Ghost Tiger Klock's voice was steady. If one only listened to that sentence, it was hard to discern what he was thinking.
"Senior, do you not approve of my level as a competitor?" Mu Fan asked, just as unruffled.
"It isn't that I don't approve. It's just that this is your first time competing, so you probably don't understand the rules very well. If you can prove your ability, adjustments will be made in the following matches."
"No objections."
Mu Fan nodded and agreed to Klock directly, causing the other man to glance over in surprise.
In Klock's eyes, Mu Fan was a little too composed.
Mu Fan smiled at Gu Yunyou. "Let's learn together."
Gu Yunyou nodded with a smile.
"What are you two talking about? Looks like you're having a nice chat." Bach walked over with a cheerful grin.
"Mm, Senior is sharing his competition experience."
"That's good, that's good." Bach gave both sides a puzzled glance, but found nothing amiss. So he continued with his usual encouragement as the team leader.
The weakness of Dingchuan Academy's Combat Match team was obvious, and starship combat had never been Dingchuan Academy's strong suit.
If they wanted to stand out, they had to rely on mecha combat, so Bach attached great importance to this competition.
While he was explaining, academy formations began rising into the air one after another. The stands that had originally looked scattered and incomplete in the sky gradually came together.
After the final two academies completed their match, the giant stadium known as "Morning Sun" had completely become part of the Sky Arena.
The Sky Arena, now ten times larger, had instead compressed the competition grounds into just twenty areas.
This was clearly