Bang!
Extreme Soldier raised the Alloy Shield in its hand.
Four bubbles burst against the hard surface of the shield.
Pale blue ion sparks exploded, instantly engulfing Extreme Soldier.
"This one definitely won't feel good for them. Unless that mecha's cockpit manufacturing is flawless, with no gaps wider than 3mm, the pilot will definitely get a taste of the Ion Spark Bullet's bite. Hahaha."
Beside Supervisor Manker, a middle-aged man dressed in a senior instructor's uniform wore a gloating expression. After speaking, he seemed to recall something, and a trace of confusion flashed across his face.
"But speaking of which, based on Clownfish's Floating Shuttle attack pattern, this electromagnetic interference should affect its own pilot to some extent too, right?"
It was a double-edged sword.
However, Manker merely sneered. Looking at that ugly, bald-looking mecha, he said coldly, "Of course it has an effect. But Hemingway trained for half a year to resist electromagnetic interference for this very day!"
The middle-aged instructor shook his head with a sigh. "As expected, Gornia War Academy's teaching methods can't be imitated..."
"Heh."
As the two spoke, the situation on the stage had already changed.
Hemingway estimated that the Ion Spark Bullet's initial ambush would cause paralysis for around 0.3 to 1 second. Though that seemed brief, in actual combat, it was already an exceptionally terrifying amount of control time.
Clownfish's obscure characteristics meant that many people did not know how it attacked.
With the advantage of preparation, Hemingway had made up his mind to display his skill with his first strike and end the battle in a blitz.
"Hand-to-hand combat and mecha are completely different paths. On the mecha field, you're simply humiliating yourself. Hahaha!"
Hemingway's laughter rang out from within the arena.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Four fin-shaped boomerangs attached themselves directly to