"Twenty-person showdown. The score is now 6:10. Dingchuan Academy has reached match point ahead of schedule. If Dingchuan Academy wins one more round, it will claim total victory in this mecha battle!"
"Babies, I can hardly wait! Let's see what choice Dingchuan Academy makes next!"
Bojabiri's flirtatious yet rough voice drifted down from the sky.
Harry scratched his head. He had actually forgotten this was match point...
Taking advantage of the fat man's lapse of attention, White Hair quickly broke free, gulping down breaths as he thanked his luck that he had not just been strangled to death.
At this moment, the entire arena's attention focused on the Preparation Area.
Everyone was curious about whom Dingchuan Academy would send out this time.
But the students in the Preparation Area had all turned their eyes toward Mo Hualun.
There was no other reason. By now, Mo Hualun was the only one left of the Mecha Club's "Seven Great Generals."
"Light Bat" Mo Hualun had participated in small-scale military battles on numerous occasions. He could be considered proficient with more than twenty standard-issue mechas and rare non-mass-produced mechas used by the Federation Military. Among all the contestants, he possessed the richest real combat experience.
This match that would decide the outcome could only be his!
Bach swept his gaze across the remaining four people before likewise settling on Mo Hualun.
This calm and steady student possessed high-level operational ability with virtually no weaknesses, as well as experience gained through numerous life-and-death battles. No one was more suitable to take the final slot.
This was practically the consensus among all the Mecha Academy instructors.
"If there are no other objections, I'll announce it... The final match, strongest against strongest."
The two battle fanatics, Ruan Xiongfeng and Gangji, naturally had no objections. Both nodded