The mecha's amplification system is extraordinary.

Not only did the more than 800 people around Jiang Si hear it, but others did too.

Ever since they learned that the only student in the culinary department of the Fifth Military Academy was the little prince of the empire, the super internet celebrity Jiang Jiang Baby.

Their perception of her is based on the following: Her Highness owns the Natural Cooking Restaurant, and reservations for dining there are already booked until next year; Her Highness possesses countless mutated fruits and vegetables.

If you strive to become the prince's friend, you'll be fed anytime, anywhere, just like Wei Chi, the mecha from the Fifth Military Academy, and it won't cost you anything.

Unfortunately... they weren't in the same group as the young prince, and given how powerful the young prince was, they felt they were simply not worthy of being his friends.

"Charge!" Wei Chi's mech also turned on its loudspeaker and roared, "Classmates, let's work hard! After we finish the big event in five days, Jiang Jiang will treat us to dinner and drinks at Dafeng Restaurant. Let's get this going! For food and drinks, let's go! Let's do it!"

Wei Chi's roar, combined with Jiang Si's, ignited the morale of more than 800 people. All 800-plus mechs were activated, no longer passive, and began to take the initiative to attack.

Once they launched their attack, others followed suit. What was once a distinction between the Orcs, the Federation, and the Fourth Civilization became chaotic. With all the mechs looking the same, it was impossible to tell who was who. Everyone was attacking whoever they could catch, with only one goal: to eliminate the opponent and advance themselves.

Jiang Si and her group of over 800 people did launch an attack, but they were different from the others. While the others attacked one-on-one, they attacked two-on-one or three-on-one.

As for why they could recognize each other while wearing the same color mechs, it was because Jiang Si had stuck a willow branch into each of their mechs.

Willow branches swayed in the wind, firmly attached to their mechs, enabling them to effectively identify their own people and unite with them against others.

After a night with a million spectators, all sleepiness vanished early in the morning. Looking at the chaotic scene in the huge venue, everyone stood up and shouted, "Your Highness, go! Your Highness, go!"

"Your Highness, we love you! We'll bang our heads against the wall for you! Heart emojis! Heart emojis! Heart emojis! Take them down! Eliminate them! Advance to the next round!"

The judges on the judging panel were wiping away imaginary sweat from their foreheads. This mecha competition was truly thrilling and unpredictable.

The live stream attracted trillions of viewers across the entire Abel Galaxy. Watching the exhilarating scene, viewers exclaimed in the chat: "The hand-to-hand combat during the day, thanks to the presence of the young prince of the Troia Empire, was incredibly cool, incredibly awesome, and absolutely stunning!"

"The mechs started tonight, and the little prince is nowhere to be seen. Well, all these people competing are like lifeless insects, they have no energy at all. I even fell asleep while watching the live stream."

"But things are different now. It's like the little princess has taken a nap and is full of energy. Look at her joining in, look at her shouts, she's going to bring the scene to another climax."

"Your Highness is awesome! Your Highness is great! Keep it up, Your Highness! Quickly eliminate all these bastards! They have no sportsmanship, they act like cowards during the competition, they're not passionate at all."

"The young princess's passion makes me feel that the Troya Empire is going too far. They have such a good talent, but instead of letting her attend the First Military Academy, or the command or combat departments, they let her attend the culinary department. It's a waste of her talent."

"Am I the only one wondering who would win in a fight between the young prince of the Troia Empire and Marshal Agares of the Troia Empire?"

“You’re not the only one thinking this; I’m thinking it too. So, how about we write a petition in blood and make a plea online, so that after the 280th Mech Competition of the Troia Empire ends, the young prince of the Troia Empire and the marshal can have a fight and see who is stronger?”

Jiang Si was unfamiliar with the mecha, and at first she was shaky while operating it. After a while, she got a little more used to it and started charging around recklessly. Because of her strong mental strength and good integration with the mecha, she was not easy to kill even when she charged around recklessly.

On the contrary... while others pilot mechs with basic operating techniques, such as how to kick, wave their arms, and take down the opponent's vital points, she was like a headless fly, fully demonstrating in the fight that those who fight are afraid of those who are reckless. Rules and basic operations are all irrelevant; as long as you take down the opponent, that's all that matters.

An hour passed.

Two hours passed.

Three hours passed.

Four hours passed.

Five hours have passed…

It was 2 p.m. in the blink of an eye.

The competition bell rang, and the fighting mechs stopped. Each one poked its head out of its mech and looked out at the number of people eliminated on the elimination screen. The number of eliminated people was exactly 30,000.

The judges of the preliminary round rang the bell for the second time, and then the voice came over the loudspeaker: "Congratulations to all the trainees present! The five-day preliminary round has ended. 30,000 people have been eliminated, and 30,000 people have advanced!"

The advanced trainees cheered loudly, jumped out of their mechs, and shouted.

The referee continued, "I have some good news for everyone. The 280th Troia Empire Mech Competition has set new records for the shortest time to finish the preliminary rounds, the fastest eliminations, and the most united competition in the history of the Troia Empire Mech Competition."

"Therefore, the five-day competition took 30 hours to finish. The competition's judging panel has decided that those who have advanced will begin to rest until 9 a.m. the day after tomorrow when they will enter the semi-finals."

"Wow!" screams erupted from the crowd: "We won! We can go out and party now!"

"The amateurs beat the professionals, we're so awesome!"

"Your Highness, Your Highness, you've invited us to dinner at a restaurant, don't you think that's enough?"

Jiang Si stepped out of the mecha, stood atop it, and looked down at the crowd. "Any of our 888 people have been eliminated?"

The 887 people who had disembarked from their mechs said in unison, "Your Highness, our personnel fought bravely and suffered no casualties."

Jiang Si exclaimed, "Wow! Our team was awesome! We took down the enemy! It's 2:15 PM now. Does everyone want to have a get-together at Dafa Restaurant or at my house?"

The crowd chorused, "Of course we'll go to Dafa Restaurant! We'll go to your place! There are nearly 900 of us; your place definitely won't be able to accommodate everyone. Let's go to Dafa Restaurant! Let's go to Dafa Restaurant!"

"Let's go to Dafa Restaurant!"

"Let's go to Dafa Restaurant!"

"Let's go to Dafa Restaurant!"

joke?

Her home is the entire Second Ring Road, and her estate covers hundreds of hectares. How could it not accommodate a mere 800 people?

All the people from the top ten military academies went; let's see if we can accommodate them all.

snort!

Every time she tried to reveal her identity, these people wouldn't let her. Fine, let them keep guessing who the princess is.

“Alright, let’s go to Dafa Restaurant!” Jiang Si immediately made the decision: “You guys go back to your accommodation first, wash up, and I’ll make the arrangements. I’ll notify your team leader Yan Qi and Miss Bei Bei by 6 o’clock at the latest, how about that?”