Si Yuling was dressed in military uniform, tall and elegant. The large quantum computer captured his upper body. His face was the kind of face that suited his age: calm and reserved, with slightly lowered eyebrows and deep blue eyes as bright as the starry sea.

"Hello, fellow students. It is an honor to be one of the witnesses to your mecha journey, to witness your growth and hard work. Success is the result of continuous effort and struggle, which is an ability and instinct that all beastmen possess. Growth is an inevitable path. I hope that your growth is a happy experience. Keep up the good work, and your alma mater will witness your growth together."

After Si Yuling finished speaking, he gave a standard military salute. On the stage, there was a burst of applause. His brief yet heartwarming speech excited all the beasts.

The camera pans to the principal, who continues, "Now, let's begin the one-on-one unified competition, as assigned by the mainframe."

The moment the principal finished speaking, countless mechs that had been prepared appeared instantly on the large arena. Hundreds of mechs leaped onto the competition platform, surrounded by different dazzling lights.

At the same time, a huge defensive shield enveloped the entire competition venue, and the mechs that had found their opponents inside also opened smaller defensive shields to envelop the two of them.

To the beasts in the audience, the scene was spectacular. The huge arena was enveloped by a large transparent defensive shield, inside which were more than 100 smaller defensive shields, each containing two mechs.

With the host's command, "Begin."

In an instant, hundreds of mechs moved, rushing towards the opposing mechs. The mechs' beam cannons illuminated the entire arena, and the mechs were also dodging quickly.

The beasts in the audience were thrilled. The grand mecha competition had officially begun. Without any nonsense, they started fighting right away. Every move was direct. The sound of the light cannons exploding and the mechas colliding stimulated the blood of the beasts. They couldn't help but roar and cheer for their friends.

However, because it was the simplest selection process, many opponents were far too weak, and the matches were defeated in just one or a few moves. The results were also the fastest, and in no time, all of the more than 100 matches were over.

"Alright, now the losing students, please leave the competition arena. The winning students, please begin preparing for the next round." The host's voice rang out throughout the mecha competition venue, reaching the ears of all the beasts.

The second match also ended quickly, while the third match took a little longer, but the result was still quick.

The beasts watching have calmed down now. Although they are still expectant, they are much calmer than before. Now, there are only 63 beasts left.

The competition venue suddenly emptied out, and the host continued, "Now, there are only 63 people left on site: 20 from Class 1, 15 from Class 2, 20 from Class 3, and 8 from Class 4. Next, we will begin the class-based system."

The audience members were energized. The main event was about to begin. Every year, the competition for each class would eventually reach the point where about 60 classes would compete in group matches or team matches, which would test everyone's cooperation and teamwork.

"Let's start the draw now," the host said with a smile. They all knew that schools divided classes according to ability, and the lower the class was, the weaker the class was.

They all thought that only 2 or 3 people from Class 4 could stay this year, but they didn't expect that there would be 8, which was far beyond their expectations.