Campus Beauty's Peerless Master

The ten red Holy Keys quickly assembled together, forming a triangular formation in the blink of an eye.    

Their formation movements were neat and tidy, immediately displaying their high level of training and battle experience. Just this lightning-fast contraction caused the spectators in the surroundings to gasp in shock.    

On the other hand, the ten Saint Keys across from them had been standing in a mess ever since they'd set foot on the arena stage. They'd been staring blankly at the red mecha's assembling numbers, as if they didn't know what to do.    

Time froze, and the entire hall fell silent.    

Only when Jason took the first step did the other red mecha start to flee in panic, trying to form a defensive formation. No matter how one looked at it, it seemed to be fleeing in panic.    

The red mecha on the other end did not give them any chance. Jason's mecha was like a sharp knife, while the nine mechs behind it were like arrows fired from a bow. They were like a torrent of steel.    

He had to admit that the Eagle Part members weren't just for show. As Jason charged forward, the triangular formation at his back had two wings spread out, and two of the mechs had a magnetic hotline equipped with close to the size of a fighter jet on their shoulders. They instantly locked onto the two flustered red mechs in front of them.    

Swish, swish, swish, swish!    

As the Maglev Hotline's simulation opened, the electronic data collector's damage data was transmitted to the large screen in the center. The defense values of the two red mechs quickly fell.    

"Hua!"    

The audience went into an uproar, followed by countless sounds of ridicule and laughter. This was too easy, to actually be shot at by a hotline close to the jet.    

The next moment, everyone was stunned. Other than the first mech controlled by Jason, the rest of the mechs had all fired at the same time.    

Then, in the dense hotline, Jason stabbed in.    

"Complete opprobrium!"    

Su Ling pretended to be calm and couldn't help but to rub her forehead. Although the ending was already decided, to be fooled like a monkey by someone like her was too much of a loss of pride.    

On the other hand, there were quite a few elite soldiers in the audience. Upon seeing this scene, their eyes widened with emotion. They turned to look at the blue mecha with sympathy.    

Not only did the movements of the Eagle Part reflect their excellent fighting experience, they also announced the purpose and result of the battle to the world.    

They wanted to use their turn to slaughter the Blue Team Battle Mechas.    

Especially with Jason's dashing speed, he maintained a distance from the Battle Mecha behind him. During the surprise attack, the entire formation was moving, but their speed, coordination and timing of their attacks were almost perfect.    

Especially that kind of instant burst of terrifying oppressive force and imposing aura, it made people's faces change slightly.    

If they were to face ten of these mechas on a real battlefield, many soldiers were asking themselves if they would end up worse off than the blue mecha.    

"Awesome!"    

In the Wind and Cloud Special Squadron area, Liu Ruyan, Leng Yue, and Rakshasi suddenly spat out two words. The chill on their bodies became even more serious, and the members behind her also had a stern expression on their faces.    

Although for the past few years, both sides had suppressed the War God Army Group together, but compared to the other side, the two sides naturally wanted to contend for the upper hand. However, for the past few years, Team Wind Cloud had been acting as number two for the past few tens of thousands of years.    

Before coming here, Liu Ruyan had already fully estimated the combat strength of every subject in Eagle Part. However, the mecha combat abilities now had already exceeded her expectations.    

There were no gaudy movements, nor was there a dazzling running position. There was only the simple yet extremely fast coordination of tactics. The simple yet direct attack went straight for the vital points and was extremely sharp.    

Most importantly, they even used their movements and formations to show that they were destined for the outcome of this battle.    

In the eyes of everyone, this was simply slaughter without any suspense.    

Suddenly, someone cried out in surprise!    

Those who hadn't paid close attention raised their heads at the same time and looked towards the source of the voice. Immediately, their expressions turned strange, and they didn't know whether to laugh or cry.    

The two mechas that had been locked down by the nine red mechas suddenly vanished. They disappeared in to the rippling hot wire, replaced by a defensive mecha that had appeared out of nowhere.    

What were they trying to do?    

Just being beaten up like that? And then in the end, all of them were completely trampled on?    

Although everyone was baffled, they knew that the outcome was certain. However, they could not deny that not a single blue Battle Mecha had been destroyed in the earlier crowd of hotlines!    

At that moment, the Mech controlled by Jason had already arrived in front of the Blue Team Mech.    

The blue coloured Ion Blade had already been lifted up, and the two sides were about to engage in a close combat. However, its target that he was prepared to torture to death strangely took a step back.    

This step was like a messy rope that had found a thread. The originally flustered and flustered red mecha was now in a strange formation.    

This formation is famous in the federation... The Helbas Movement Killing Array.    

There was another name, and that name was … Shut the door!    

Everyone's eyes were wide open as they stared at Jason's red mecha. It was like a moth flying into a flame. The two blue mechs that suddenly appeared from both sides of the formation.    

Soon after, a series of fist-sized steel balls smashed onto the steel plates, causing the hall to vibrate with a buzzing sound.    

What was shocking was that Jason, who had also made great progress in mecha control, was crumbling under the concentrated attacks.    

Regardless of whether it was the Military Commission members or the surrounding soldiers, all of them cried out in alarm at this sudden turn of events.    

The sounds of their cries were like a breeze blowing across the surface of the lake, creating a deathly silence. Everyone was stunned by the strange cooperation of the Blue Team.    

A trap!    

This was definitely a trap!    

But the most unbelievable part was the movement killing formation set up by the five parts of the mystery.    

The requirements for such a formation were very high. One had to be in constant combat and positioning while moving. Not just one mecha, but all mechs were required to coordinate with each other to the point of impact.    

How did they do it?    

If it was an old veteran or elite from War God Army Group who had made such a formation, everyone might still be able to accept that, but these people were obviously new recruits who had not even been in the army for three months.    

Impossible!    

Absolutely impossible!    

Those who had fast reactions immediately raised their heads to look at the time on the light screen. There were still ten minutes until the end of the quarter-hour match.    

The intent of the Red Team was exposed without a doubt!    

From the very beginning, they had prepared this trap, waiting with their pockets open for their opponent to stupidly sneak in.    

Yue Jiuqun, who had been smiling, suddenly stood up. In the end, he didn't stand up.    

On the field.    

Jason's expression was ferocious, the Ion Blade in his hands tried to cut the red Battle Mecha in front of him, but suddenly an alarm rang out, and a steel leg struck towards the cabin, scaring him into a panic. While he was controlling the Battle Mecha to dodge sideways, another Battle Mecha appeared in front of him like a ghost, almost touching him with its leg.    

Jason retreated in a hurry. Just as his mecha stabilized itself with a step, his vision blurred. Another blue mecha came one after another, and it kicked its legs in anger as before.    

After trying his best to block the attack, Jason was startled and angry as he welcomed the fourth mech, Piercing Ear. Jason protected his head with his arms. As the steel roared, the fifth blue Battle Mecha struck his chest with a Black Tiger Heart.    

All of this happened in an instant. The colliding sounds of the mechas were as concentrated as a string of cannons. During this process, the five mechas at the front of the formation attacked each of Jason's mechas with 18 punches and 23 kicks.    

Every time it targeted a different part of the monster's body, it would aim for a weak point in its defense. Regardless of whether it hit the target or not, it would retreat far away in one hit.    

It was like a moving ball of wool, after each attack, it would run to make up for its movement.    

And their high speed movement allowed the attack to be more sudden, more covert, faster and more powerful.    

This kind of scene went through the entire battle from beginning to end.    

"Ding!"    

A clear prompt sounded. On the screen of light, it showed that Jason, who was trapped in the formation, had been trampled to death. The data showed that the Battle Mecha had been destroyed.    

The training grounds erupted into an uproar.    

The contrast between the two sides was too big. Jason originally wanted to be the first to kill the other side by himself, but he didn't want to be stepped on to death. Was there anything more shameful than this?    

However, the battle was not over yet.    

The remaining red mechas' eyes turned red. Although the change had occurred too quickly, they did not panic. Instead, they readied their assault formation and launched a tidal wave of attacks.    

There were only nine mechs, but they were like a magnificent army of thousands.    

Wave after wave of attacks crashed into the Blue's defenses, attempting to tear them open.    

It was at this moment that the blue mecha finally revealed its hideous appearance.    

As the captain took his first step forward, the blue mecha around him began to move. They were like the eyes and arms of the centremost mecha, each attack aimed at the red mecha's largest range. It had no time to defend itself.    

No matter how Eagle Part's Battle Mechas changed formations, the five Mechs of the Mystic Five continued to move in an assault formation at high speeds.    

They flew to the left, to the right, or to the sky. They all pounced on two of the mechs, and the one they had taken over quickly returned to the rear of the formation, repeating the same action.    

Too smooth.    

The blue mecha changed positions and replaced them without any hesitation. It was as accurate as electronic data. The only way to hope it would make a mistake was to be disappointed again and again.    

The entire formation had been moving at an orderly and high speed, so strict that it made one feel despair.    

The ferocity of the counterattack was outrageous!    

All the soldiers watching the battle felt their breaths become heavier and their blood boil. Even if it was them, this was the first time they had seen such an accurate and perfect Hulbas Extermination Array.    

They were like a ball of blue light. Wherever they went, the red mecha that made contact with their surroundings would be hit by a barrage of attacks. Defensive numbers rapidly dropped. If they were in a real battle, they would have been smashed to smithereens.    

No one had expected the recruits from the mysterious five divisions to be so strong. Furthermore, no one had expected their cooperation to reach such an outrageous extent.    

It was as if they had merged into one entity. The continuous torrential attacks were enough to make any opponent collapse.    

"Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!"    

The intense collision between the two sides was like an endless barrage of firecrackers. In the sky, a dozen or so spherical data collectors were rapidly flying about, gathering the data of every attack.