"The Heroes' Meeting has officially begun!"

Accompanied by a deafening announcement, Ye Ling and Duan Yu stepped into the competition arena side by side.

There were huge crowds of people all around, elites from all over the universe, like fanatical light chasers, focusing their attention here.

Those scorching gazes were like the scorching summer sun, making it hard to breathe.

Ye Ling took a deep breath. The air was filled with tension, like a storm swirling above the ring, making her feel a little uneasy.

She turned her head and looked at Duan Yu's deep eyes, which were as calm as a deep pool, but sparkled with trust.

Like a silent reassurance, it instantly dispelled the panic in Ye Ling's heart.

She smiled slightly, and a belief called "fearlessness" quietly took root in her heart.

That’s right, she is going to be the Queen of Mechas!

What does a little bit of pressure matter?

"Oh."

A cold laugh broke the brief silence in the ring.

Ye Ling looked in the direction of the voice and saw a man in black armor and holding a long sword standing opposite her.

The man had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and his gaze was arrogant, as if nothing in the world was worthy of his attention.

He is Ye Ling’s opponent in this battle, Yasuo.

The battle is about to begin!

Yasuo moves!

He rushed to Ye Ling in an instant like a black lightning.

The sword light was sharp, carrying a powerful momentum, and it rushed straight towards Ye Ling's face.

Ye Ling hurriedly dodged to the side, and the sword tip cut through the air, making a sharp "whoosh" sound.

"Oh my god, this sword is as fast as a ghost!"

"Can this chick handle it?"

There were exclamations from the audience.

Ye Ling felt the powerful pressure brought by Yasuo's blade. The pressure was like a physical substance, which gradually magnified the uneasiness in her body.

"Don't be a coward!" Ye Ling gritted her teeth and forced herself to calm down.

She quickly adjusted her state and dodged Yasuo's attacks with nimble steps.

At the same time, she seized the opportunity, threw a punch and fought back!

"Bang!"

The two attacks met in the air, colliding with a dull thud.

The atmosphere of the battle was instantly pushed to a climax!

"Interesting." A scornful smile appeared on Yasuo's lips.

His eyes flashed, and he tightened his grip on the sword in his hand, his aura becoming even more fierce.

"Next, I will let you know what true strength is."

He swung his sword again.

Yasuo's swordsmanship is like a violent storm, wave after wave.

He swung his sword quickly in the air, each strike carrying unparalleled sharpness.

Ye Ling's mecha seemed to be struggling under such an attack. Tiny cracks appeared on the armor plates, and the mecha's cooling system made a "hissing" sound from time to time.

Cold sweat broke out on Ye Ling's forehead, her breathing became rapid, and her anxiety almost swallowed her up.

"No, we can't go on like this!" Ye Ling gritted her teeth. She suddenly remembered the power of the ancient mecha core.

At that moment, an unprecedented power surged in her heart, as if an invisible energy was surging in her body.

"Start, the core of the ancient mecha!" Ye Ling muttered in his heart.

In an instant, the core of the mecha emitted a dazzling light, like the rising sun at dawn, illuminating the entire arena.

Ye Ling's mecha performance improved instantly, the cracks on the surface of the mecha began to repair rapidly, and the cooling system returned to normal operation.

Her movements became more agile, and each one was full of power.

"This...what is going on?" The exclamations from the audience came one after another, like waves of the sea, constantly hitting people's eardrums.

People's

With the help of the power of the mecha core, Ye Ling launched a fierce counterattack.

Her mecha is like an angry lion, and every attack is precise and swift.

Yasuo was forced to retreat again and again, surprise and panic appeared in his eyes, and his arrogant expression became no longer firm.

"You...how can you be so strong?" Yasuo's voice trembled slightly, and the hand holding the sword couldn't help but tremble.

Ye Ling's mecha swung out another punch, with a whistling sound that broke through the air, and directly hit Yasuo's chest armor.

Yasuo's figure was like a kite with a broken string, and he was thrown out heavily, hitting the edge of the ring and stirring up a cloud of dust.

Ye Ling stood in place, the light of the mecha flickered behind her, like the arrival of the god of war.

"This is true strength." Ye Ling's voice was full of confidence and determination, as if swearing her invincibility.

Duan Yu in the audience clenched his fists, his eyes full of worry and nervousness, but a strong sense of pride surged in his heart.

He prayed silently, hoping that Ye Ling could overcome everything and protect their world.

Yasuo struggled to get up from the ground, with an unyielding fire burning in his eyes, but he already knew in his heart that this battle was no longer his own stage.

Duan Yu's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible big hand at this moment.

The corner of his eye swept over the excitedly cheering audience around him, and those voices seemed to become background noise. Only Ye Ling's figure on the ring was deeply imprinted in his mind.

He could feel the powerful aura emanating from Ye Ling, a light that he had never seen before, a light that belonged to her uniquely.

When he saw Ye Ling knock Yasuo away with one punch, a relieved smile finally appeared on Duan Yu's tense face.

The smile was shallow, but it was enough to warm the air around them.

"Well done, little guy!" Duan Yu shouted silently in his heart, feeling an indescribable pride and pride.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content!