Chapter 480 - - 452 Dog Shit Luck_1

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Jian Weiliang.

A second-year student of the Mech Combat Department at Imperial University, with the title of Intermediate Mech Pilot.

Under normal circumstances, assessments in the mech combat module are conducted by junior mech pilots. Experts have their own dignity; they come to the battle network for exchanges, to improve their own abilities, and disdain to bully the weak.

But Jian Weiliang was an exception.

The excuse he gave to others was that he couldn’t stand amateurs tarnishing the reputation of mech pilots, not even on the internet.

But in reality, he enjoyed bullying the weak, relishing the sight of those who couldn’t become mech pilots in real life and tried to satisfy their cravings online only to be defeated by him. He derived pleasure from their agonized, hopeless expressions.

Jian Weiliang’s online ID was “Feiying,” and today, he had already eliminated nine amateur mech pilots in the entry assessments.

“Bro Feiying, you’ve got time to bully the weak again today?” A mech pilot familiar to Jian Weiliang called Feng Chen waved and greeted him.

Controlling Sea Swallow with dexterity, Jian Weiliang executed an Oolong Plays with Beads technique, standing with his sword propped up as he flipped through the applications for the entry assessment and said, “Feng Chen, how many times have I told you? I’m not bullying the weak; I’m contributing to the progress of the world. In two years, the main corps of the Shil civilization will come over.

Making these clueless fools give up their unrealistic fantasies is the only way to better focus their energy into their primary jobs….

Damn, ‘Kill One Every Ten Steps’, what a bold name. Today, Brother will give you a lesson and suppress your arrogance, to teach you that one must be humble.”

Having said this,

he accepted Duge’s application for assessment.

The pilot named Feng Chen didn’t leave but instead entered Jian Weiliang’s assessment area to watch the battle.

He was a junior mech pilot; watching higher-level pilots fight didn’t help him improve, but watching Feiying, a mediocre intermediate pilot, could.

This was why, despite looking down on Feiying for bullying the weak, he still chose to watch.

Feiying’s ID revealed his characteristics; his fighting style focused on agility and nimbleness, specializing in light mechas.

Today, Feng Chen wanted to learn Feiying’s specialty move, Wind-returning Slash. The Wind-returning Slash allowed control of the Sea Swallow mecha to glide through the air for a distance and change direction at will, just like a sea swallow.

It was the most difficult maneuver to perform with the Sea Swallow mecha piloted by humans, and Feiying loved using this technique to bully the weak.

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Soon,

Duge, wearing a Sea Swallow mecha, entered the assessment arena.

The simulated environment of the assessment arena was a prairie, with thick green grass on the ground and almost no obstacles.

It was one of the most suitable scenes for rookies to show their capabilities.

Duge had rich combat experience, and after arriving at the assessment area, he first surveyed the environment before turning his attention to the examiner on the opposite side.

The same Sea Swallow mecha stood coldly there, its operator invisible.

Usually, Duge would frantically pump his attributes, relying on absolute strength and speed to suppress the enemy; he hadn’t mastered many techniques.

Moreover, those he had faced were usually top-level experts who would use their ultimate moves from miles away, either with area-wide coverage or with overwhelming force, so they too rarely used sophisticated techniques.

Duge’s fighting skills were still those he had learned in a simulated field. Even so, after looking at the examiner opposite him, he found at least ten flaws in his stance. Such a guy, even if Duge didn’t have such high spiritual power, even with only a thousand spiritual power, he felt he could easily handle him…

Just an entry-level examiner indeed!

If he couldn’t beat even someone like this, Lin Hong truly had no talent for fighting at all!

“Kill One Every Ten Steps?” Jian Weiliang’s voice came from the public channel.

“That’s me, I’ve seen the examiner.”

Duge politely greeted the examiner opposite him.

The synonym for low profile is restraint, modesty; the high-handed way of speaking he had employed on the alien battlefield no longer suited him.

“Why come to the battle network for an assessment?” Jian Weiliang asked.

“Because I love mechas,” Duge replied.

“If you love mechas, why not apply to be a mech pilot?” Jian Weiliang followed up.

“I did apply, but didn’t pass,” Duge replied.

“Do you know that the Shil civilization is planning a massive invasion in two years?” Jian Weiliang shifted the topic and asked.

“…” Duge was taken aback, “Yes, I know.”

“Knowing that, why still come to the battle network to do these meaningless things?” Jian Weiliang sighed. “Young man, mechas are meant for combat, not for you to look cool and show off. Today, I will defeat you with one move. Afterwards, focus on other things that are more meaningful for society, and don’t waste time on the battle network anymore…”

Damn!

I’ve encountered a show-off today!

Listening to the advice coming from the public channel, Duge was speechless. Still one move? Don’t you know that the ones who talk like this usually end up getting stepped on?

“Instructor, I will consider your advice, but I’d still like to give it a try. Please instruct me,” Duge said, apparently not catching the sarcasm from Feiying, as he drew out his broadsword and adopted the most standard defensive stance.

“Heh, young man, let me show you today the difference between a real pilot and an amateur…” Jian Weiliang chuckled, and the Sea Swallow mecha suddenly leapt high into the air.

Whoosh!

A sound like a gust of wind passed by.

Then, there was a deafening boom.

Jian Weiliang’s vision blurred, and he found himself out of the assessment arena, with the words “Cockpit destroyed, you have been defeated,” floating before his eyes.

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