Seeing one of their leaders being flailed around like a damned fish out of water shook the Long kids to their cores.
Because in addition to the preposterousness of the situation, what I did at that mont was sothing that could only be explained two ways.
The first was torque. A heavy cha would need to spin at extrely high speeds to generate the montum and torque required to physically lift another heavy cha the way I did.
And the whole country could see that I wasn't spinning at all when I grabbed Gerald Long's heavy cha and lifted him right off the ground before flailing him around like a rag doll.
So that left the second way.
Which was that my cha had a much higher grade power source. And to achieve that, there were yet two possible explanations.
One was that the National cha Pilot Academy accidentally placed a heavy cha with a much higher power source which I coincidentally got my hands on.
And as I rember, this was the explanation the National cha Pilot Academy went with, and which the Federation approved after a lengthy "investigation".
But at that mont, the investigation hadn't begun, and the minds of the entire nation were aswirl with the potential that it was due to the second reason.
That I was a prodigy cha architect!
That I had fiddled with my practice heavy cha's power source and configurated it to a much higher rate of production.
That would explain my near impenetrable armor, as well as my ridiculous power output.
With just enhanced armor previously, most analysts were happy to look for external reasons as to how and why I was able to bump up my cha's armor rating.
A hack perhaps, on the reactive armor's activation trigger? Or a ground breaking barrier technology?
But now with my power output skyrocketing to ridiculous levels, the unthinkable finally started to beco thinkable in light of my unbelievable performance.
That I was a very, very much awaited and much desired genius cha architect!
And in a country very much pressured by the USAA and the European Empire's might in the form of their Gold chas, a prodigy cha architect was worth at least a hundred prodigy cha pilots!
All the clans, families and organizations were very clear on that point. In fact, one of the reasons why the Longs were so powerful was because they once had a very successful cha architect, one of only three in the entire country!
The entire arena, and very possibly, the entire country erupted in cries of shock and roars of excitent!
The Long kids, being the cre of the crop of their generation, of course understood in a flash what I represented.
Future trouble.
If I was a prodigy cha architect, there was no way that I would remain without solid backing that could easily rival or even surpass them.
And if that's the case, then I could very well be a tal plate that they could not afford to kick!
Victor Long is a decisive person. He is soone who is able to very quickly make hard decisions that would leave many adults paralyzed with indecision, and he had been that way since young.
That day and that very mont was no exception.
"Are you a cha architect?" He asked abruptly.
Of course I had no idea what he was talking about. But I'll be damned if I let him know that. So I acted like I did.
"So what if I am? Doesn't change the fact that I will kill you and all of your clan mbers here today." I replied coldly.
At that mont, however, before Victor Long could reply, a trio of rifle beams ca flying out from sowhere to my right!
Like a spiteful boy throwing an egg while his school mate on stage was receiving an applause from the rest of the school, a cha with what passed as an ultra-heavy rifle in the world of practice chas had fired three consecutive shots at .
And those three shots were all aid at the unarmored inner joint of my arm!
Imdiately, I knew that it was the sa evil person who shot at the girl I had determined to save earlier.
It had the sa sneaky angle and the sa powerful shot.
"Gotcha. You're dead, asshole." My eyes glinted with anticipation of revenge and my lips curled into a satisfied smile as I tracked the rifle shots back to a dium cha around five hundred ters away, hiding from among a cluster of dium chas.
"Victor Long. I will co back for you after I am done with this bastard!" I shouted as I ate up the three powerful rifle shots without bothering to dodge or even block them.
I threw Gerald Long's cha down to the ground and charged towards Jaden Rushblood!
Yes, that was Jaden Rushblood and his highly irritating clan.
Of all the heroes beloved by the nation that stood tall during her hour of need, I like him the least, and that Grand lee was only the beginning of our rocky relationship.
Still, he remained faithful to the nation, and that is already much more than I can say about many other illustrious people.
Jaden Rushblood, after all was said and done, was a patriot, and by that fact alone, he had the qualification to be called my brother.
However at that mont, he stood squarely at the top of my kill list.
Five hundred ters could be very far away or it could be really close.
For a heavy cha seeking to get close to a dium cha or a light cha, it was an eternity. As a general rule, dium and light chas cannot be caught by heavy chas.
The heavy chas were too… heavy.
However, for a heavy cha powered by my red cha core? It was but a few seconds worth of running.
Boom. Boom. Crash! Boom. Boom. Crash!
I thundered across the arena at high speed and barreled my way towards Jaden Rushblood like a bull charging across a field filled with sheep. The chas that failed to get out of my way fast enough were completely "destroyed".
To their credit, the Rushblood clan stood their ground and three chas with green light shining down upon them stepped forward to challenge .
Like the Longs, they too had three kids within the top hundred.
However, unlike the Longs, they didn't have a single heavy cha in their group of thirty.
And strangely, they were all dium chas.
Crash!
Just as I flung the final cha that stood in my way away, the Rushbloods finally made their move.
That mont was the mont that I learnt not to underestimate the enemy, no matter how powerful and how much of an edge you have.
VROOOO!
The Rushbloods fired up their flight modules, and all thirty chas shot up straight into the sky!
As one, they took out their rifles and aid them at .
"Fire." Jaden Rushblood ordered his clan mates calmly.
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