A Message from the Kendo Club

(Congratulations to the Newly Advanced Helmsman "Xiao Sa Da Shu 1" and "Na Mo Bei Shang Shei Neng Dong!")

With the help of the staff nearby, the scene that Mu Fan had just re-cut was played back.

The two mechs faced off for a moment, then the crimson Assault Warrior mech uttered, "Goodbye."

The two mechs passed each other.

"Red Cat" Jess stared intently at a detail on the light screen, then suddenly gasped and exclaimed, "So that's how it is!"

The new students in the audience were exasperated. "Dude, just tell me already! What do you mean, 'so that's how it is'?"

The video replay showed them that same breathtaking scene, nothing more.

"High-frequency vibration," the White Hair suddenly said, looking at the light screen.

"It's high-frequency vibration."

Jess controlled the playback knob, turning it little by little to the moment Mu Fan advanced, then slowed it down five times and zoomed in on the scene.

Only then did the audience below notice that the Hot-Melt Sabre in the Assault Warrior's hand had appeared as a ghost image?

"By combining the mech's unique mechanical structure with the control console commands to generate continuous high-frequency vibrations in the hands, which are then transmitted to the weapons, the weapons acquire special cutting capabilities. This is a skill that only high-level pilots can master, and it is extremely rare even under normal circumstances, let alone in a combat scenario where the slightest mistake could lead to utter defeat."

"I only have one question in my mind right now: am I sure this isn't some mecha instructor but really a freshman?"

Jess's last words were filled with genuine disbelief and admiration.

"Regarding this, I can tell you all that this is indeed a freshman; his ID card was just registered." Rachael took the microphone at just the right moment and stated the information she had accurately, which made some people sigh.

Comparing yourself to others makes you want to kill yourself.

However, if I get to know such a super expert in advance, wouldn't I be able to do whatever I want in the academy in the future?

Many people shared this view, their eyes fixed intently on the stage, waiting for Rachael to continue.

"Everyone must be very curious about our trainee number 04, so how about we invite Mu Fan to come up on stage after he exits the virtual pod?"

"Good!"

"Hurry up, we can't wait any longer."

"I really want to see what a super master looks like, maybe he has an extra pair of arms."

"I want to learn his awesome dash move."

"I want to be gay with him!"

A boy shouted excitedly, only to find himself suddenly surrounded by empty space.

His friends looked at him with horrified eyes.

"Brother, I never expected you to be this kind of person..."

The boy then realized he had gotten carried away and quickly raised his hands as he walked over to his friend, saying, "It's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding."

"Stop! Halt! Don't come any closer!"

The atmosphere below the stage was already incredibly enthusiastic, and the onlookers in front of the Mecha Club were all waiting for the new student to come on stage.

White Hair turned to his two friends and said slowly, "I'm about to embark on my epic spree of showing off. Xiao Xi, is your camera ready?"

The voyeur patted his chest and exclaimed, "I'm so thirsty!"

"Very good."

As the invasion ended, the only standing crimson figure disappeared along with the wreckage on the ground.

This extraordinary assessment has come to an end.

Well... Pulan Military Academy, with their exaggerated strength, helped Dingchuan Academy's Mecha Club to carry out a unique recruitment assessment battle.

Inside the training hall of the Pulan Combat Club at the distant Pulan Military Academy.

Ding Cheng stormed out, furious. He felt his worldview had been turned upside down. "What the hell is going on? What's wrong with this world? Am I just too incompetent?!"

First, a newcomer suddenly barged in and ruined the Fighting Club's recruitment. Now, thanks to the Mecha Club's Assault Teleportation Gate, they launched an invasion, but their attempt to disrupt the other club's recruitment has failed miserably.

After slaughtering more than a dozen useless rookie mechs, their five mechs were ultimately wiped out by some rookie number 04.

This is absolutely utter nonsense.

Ding Cheng, with a gloomy face, pushed past the others and walked out without looking back.

The onlookers in the training hall fell into a deep silence; no one could believe it.

The Spear of Pulan — Shang Qianxin —was actually defeated today by a rookie mecha that didn't even have a name, only a code name. This is enough to make today's campus headlines.

However, unlike the others, two honest and tall young men were whispering excitedly in the back.

"Haha, Duke, I was right."

"Yes, that's right, my brother, your intuition is always spot on!"

"Thank you for your complete trust. I'll treat you to barbecue today."

"Really, Tailun?"

"Really? Let's go right now!"

So the two tall, somewhat simple-minded young men happily left the training hall amidst the creepy stares of those around them.

Who was responsible for recruiting these two idiots?

Are you sure you didn't get your IQ tested?

These two are completely insane!

The small group of students who had been standing next to Tailun and Duke were now in a state of deep confusion.

At this moment, a young man with a cold and sharp demeanor, wearing a Plain pilot's uniform and with a sharply defined face, walked out from the private pilot's cabin next to him.

The students watching all looked at him with expressions of incomprehension.

"There are always people better than you. Shame should inspire courage. I will apply to go to the front lines for training. From today onwards, I hope everyone will strive harder. We, the people of Pulan, must never abandon our pride!" Shang Qianxin spoke these words frankly to the crowd without the slightest hesitation.

Then he walked out with an upright posture.

The glory that you have lost is beyond explanation; the best way to recover it is to take it back yourself!

The fastest way is... to fight for your life.

"Yes, senior!"

A spirit called fighting spirit permeated the group of students.

The Pulan Military Soul is unyielding and unbreakable!

When the matches here ended, the Kendo Club, which was rather deserted at the entrance, started recruiting new members.

It was an hour later than other clubs.

It wasn't that Bing Su woke up late, but rather that Senior Qing Xue had told her yesterday that cultivating swordsmanship requires a heart that can endure loneliness.

Therefore, the recruitment time was set one hour later than the standard time.

Surprisingly, although the entrance was rather deserted, there were actually some people waiting quietly, both men and women.

There were about a dozen new students. Apart from two or three who were talking quietly, the rest stood quietly to the side.

It seems these people have been waiting for quite some time.

"Not bad, this year's new talents look really promising."

Bing Su's ponytail swayed back and forth, and her beautiful face inevitably attracted a lot of attention.

But she ignored it, happily eating a snow lotus fruit, and then sat behind the recruitment desk admiring their Kendo Club area.

"It's a bit small. Sigh, what can we do when our club has such strict recruitment standards? Plus, Sister Xue has such Bing Bing personality. Our poor Kendo Club is in trouble."

With a resentful sigh, Bing Su noticed the boy beside her who seemed hesitant to approach and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Minister Bing Su, the president said you would be in charge of our recruitment this time, but so far you haven't arranged any personnel to conduct the kendo assessment."

Bing Su reached out a delicate hand and tapped her cheek. "I arranged for three people... Oh, I think I forgot to tell them the time."

The boy was covered in cold sweat.

Sister, recruitment has already been going on for an hour!

"You look so flustered, that's really unprofessional. You need to act like a senior in front of the newcomers."

Giving the boy a disapproving look, Bing Su took out her small, cute Sky Communicator, swiped her fingers across the contacts, and chewed on a snow lotus fruit, muttering to herself, "They can't possibly make me take the assessment, can they? Who should I choose to fill in..."

"Hey, Mu Fan? Yeah, my senior told me yesterday that he's free labor."

"I wasn't planning on using you, but I'll use you as an emergency measure! After all, you're an honorary member~"

Sky Communicator then touched the two characters "Bing Su Mu Fan" with her slender finger and dialed the number.

More than 500 meters away from the Kendo Club, under the sunshade of the Mecha Club, Mu Fan had just gotten up from the virtual reality pod.

He then discovered that a group of people around him were staring at him with wide eyes, not blinking.

Those unwavering gazes made him feel uneasy.

"What's wrong?"

"Are you Mu Fan, the trainee number 4 from earlier?" the red-haired youth asked with burning eyes.

"Yes, that's right."

Mu Fan nodded, puzzled, and was about to ask what was going on when the Sky Communicator in his hand suddenly began to vibrate.

So he took out the Sky Communicator and glanced at it.

Unknown number...

Looking up at the people in front of him, Mu Fan gave them a look that said "please wait a moment" before answering the Sky Communicator.

"Hello, who is this?"