Chapter 623: Chapter 52: Domination
In the Arena, as the battles progressed, they grew more intense, and the combatants’ strengths rose accordingly.
Sterling remained the most dazzling presence; judging from this battle alone, Sterling was indeed the most outstanding perforr, felling the most opponents with his Golden Spear.
His attacks were too ferocious. For Transcendents utilizing machinery for combat, apart from the machines themselves, the strength of the Transcendents was also key.
Besides his Golden Armor and Golden Spear, Sterling’s own combat power was also incredibly strong, otherwise, he couldn’t claim the title of the premier fighter below S class within the Royal Knights.
He had almost no defense, just offense, and no one could withstand his onslaught, not even so of the more well-known figures.
His appearance in the chanical God Arena was like a display of might, showcasing the formidable strength of the Royal Knights.
In the brief battle, Sterling had already attracted many followers; countless people cheered for him, and they shouted with excitent whenever he made his move.
At that mont, Sterling struck again. The golden hue of his Golden Battle Armor roared into action, like a War God made of gold, streaking a beam of light through the air. Opposite him was a towering figure wielding a heavy weapon, launching an incredibly ferocious weapon of destruction toward Sterling.
“Hum!”
Sterling thrust with his spear, and golden Source Power burst forth violently. In front of Sterling, a giant golden disc pattern appeared, seeming to contain countless spear shadows blossoming from within.
“Boom, boom, boom…” Attacks exploded crazily on the pattern, and Sterling, carrying the might of devastation, continued moving forward. The color drained from the attacker’s face as his bulky fra tried to dodge, but it was already too late.
Sterling transford into a streak of golden light and vanished in a flash.
Bang!
A loud noise resounded as the chanical Body’s head of Sterling’s opponent burst open, annihilated by a single thrust.
As a beam of golden light, Sterling appeared behind his fallen foe, then turned to sweep the surroundings, charging toward another person. Wherever he went, no one could stand against him.
“It looks like this guy wants to vie with Brother Mo for the top spot,” Xiao Qi comnted upon seeing Sterling’s battle, capable of discerning Sterling’s strength.
“People of the Royal Knights,” murmured Ye Qingdie softly.
The Royal Knights were the protectors of the Royal Family, the true lineage guardians. Every mber was one in ten thousand, each a most outstanding genius. The selection process was extrely strict, even requiring the examination of historical archives and imposing status requirents; many among them were Noble Young Masters.
This Knight Order was one many on Lucas Star aspired to join.
As a mber of the Royal Knights, Sterling should not have appeared in the chanical God Arena; it was unknown why he ca.
In terms of strength, he may indeed pose a threat to Xu Mo; currently, he was the contestant who posed the greatest threat to Xu Mo.
“His Gun Skill is powerful, a top-tier Combat Skill,” said Ye Huan from the side, able to infer insight with his own strength. Sterling was not to be underestimated; he was a threat.
Such a figure would surely be a core mber of the Royal Knights in the future.
Sterling continued to fight, his Golden Spear unstoppable before anyone in his path.
Apart from Sterling, Louis also shone brightly, many falling beneath his hand, a slightly alarming feat. It stood testant to Lucas University’s status as a top-tier academy. Louis was already so powerful, even before graduating, his future was bound to be limitless.
Xu Mo had been watching the battles, but upon seeing this scene, he too took action. Continuing like this wasn’t going to work, with Sterling and Louis stealing the lilight.
Just as Xiao Qi had ntioned, many here were fighting on behalf of sponsors, but he was different; he was working for himself.
So, of course, he had to give it his all.
He wasn’t fighting for the competition; he was fighting for money!
Winning or losing the match didn’t matter, but earning money was a must.
“Boom…”
With that thought, the Netherworld cha activated its firepower to the maximum; weapons on both arms shifted into thermal modes, and he opened fire on an opponent.
The person, realizing Xu Mo was charging straight for him, felt sowhat distressed and tried to retreat.
But the speed of Xu Mo’s cha was incredible, chasing him down with continuous shots, using firepower to suppress.
“Hunter is showing off his weapons,” exclaid the audience as they witnessed the scene, observing both the impressive speed and firepower. Xu Mo’s opponent kept dodging but soon found himself under a barrage of firepower raining down from all directions, ultimately getting struck.
Then ca an intense onslaught of firepower, obliterating Xu Mo’s target and sending him plumting toward the ground.
Xu Mo didn’t stop; he promptly closed in on another person, still firing wildly. This ti, his opponent, infuriated by Xu Mo, charged into the gunfire. As they drew close, Xu Mo didn’t forget to draw his blade and with a single cut flung his adversary away. He then switched back to firing, relentlessly bombarding the opponent until they were destroyed.
The number of combatants on the battlefield dwindled, and amid the roaring cheers, only single digits remained, most having been eliminated.
Yet the atmosphere didn’t simr down in the slightest; on the contrary, at that mont, the fervor reached its peak as everyone entered a state of revelry. Those left in the chanical God Arena were the elite of the elite.
“Boom…”
In different positions, the remaining contestants seed to launch their attacks simultaneously.
A figure charged straight for Xu Mo; this person was also quite renowned—a cha player hired by a top-tier chanical Group. This group’s products were of very high quality and exorbitantly priced, but their power was extraordinarily fearso.
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