The silver mecha danced gracefully on the stage, every movement was smooth and powerful, like an elegant dancer, showing the ultimate performance of the mecha.

The energy cannons on the mecha's arms no longer fired randomly, but hit the target accurately, drawing brilliant trajectories in the air.

Ye Ling drove the mecha, sometimes soaring into the air, drawing a beautiful arc in the air; sometimes diving down, like a soaring eagle.

Every jump, every roll, and every attack of the mecha was full of power and beauty, which dazzled the audience and made them exclaim in amazement.

The entire stage was shrouded in an exciting atmosphere.

Ye Ling felt the strong feedback from the mecha and was filled with pride.

She knew that her efforts during this period had not been in vain, nor had she let down her friends' support.

She cast a grateful look at Bron in the audience, then turned her attention back to the stage.

She knew that this was just the beginning, the final score was in the hands of the judges, and Jinx would definitely not give up, the real test was still to come.

The lights on the stage flickered, as if foreshadowing something.

Ye Ling drove the mecha slowly to the center of the stage, waiting for the final scoring results.

Her breathing was a little rapid and her palms were slightly sweaty.

"Tsk, quite interesting..." Victor had a playful smile on his face, with a hint of cunning in his eyes.

He knocked on the table lightly, making a "dong dong" sound that was particularly harsh in the quiet meeting room.