Despite thinking this, the host still announced loudly, "The results of the draw are: Class 1 vs. Class 4, Class 2 vs. Class 3. The two classes will compete in a free-for-all, leaving only 3 people. Class 1 vs. Class 4, begin preparations."

With the temporary withdrawal of Class 2 and Class 3 from the competition, the arena, which had just held over a thousand mechs, was now reduced to a single large defensive shield containing only 28 mechs.

The match hadn't even started yet. The members of Class 4 stood outside their mechs, quietly discussing tactics. Their expressions were extremely serious. The difference in strength was too great, and the difference in numbers was even greater. They had absolutely no chance of winning.

Xiao Li and class monitor Ji Ran both looked grim. Even Hans, who had been beaten unconscious the day before yesterday, was there, and he looked equally grim.

His injuries have been completely healed in the treatment room and have not caused any problems. Although his strength ranks among the top in Class 4, he is still no match for the guys in Class 1. It seems that he has been sent here to bully the weak again today.

Several people wanted to discuss tactics, but in the end they all fell silent. It wasn't that they were pessimistic, but that the difference in strength was too great and they were outnumbered, making it a situation where defeat was inevitable.

To their surprise, Xiao Bai and Yan Jin, who had just transferred to Class 4, had also persevered to this point, which impressed them greatly. However, they were powerless to change the current situation.

"Ha..." The 20 people from Class 1 on the other side also came out of their mechs, but they didn't come out to discuss tactics. Instead, they came to mock the trash from Class 4.

An extremely arrogant woman and a man walked at the front of the group of 20 people, clearly the leaders of Class 1.

The man looked at them with contempt. "You still want to fight us? You're just asking for death. The three of us can easily crush all of you. If you don't want to lose your elemental power, you'd better surrender now."

These words were incredibly arrogant. Although the students in Class 4 were furious, not one of them stood up, because they really couldn't beat them.

At this moment, Xiao Bai appeared. The tiny little girl stood at the front, the shortest of them all, but she looked down on the arrogant guys opposite her and said, "Then you can send out three people to fight us. If you beat us, we'll admit defeat and withdraw from the competition."

"Ha..." The woman seemed to have heard a funny joke. "You really dare to compete with us? Since you're looking for death, we'll grant your wish. The three of you, go and compete with them."

“Okay.” The three equally flamboyant boys smiled and agreed, heading towards their mechs.

The others simply put away their mechs, walked to the far corner of the arena, took out stools, sat down, and activated small defensive shields, acting as if they were just there for a visit. Their attitude was one of complete confidence that they didn't even need to lift a finger; these three people alone could beat the eight students from Class 4 so badly they couldn't get up.

Hans scratched his hair in frustration. "Why did you agree to that? Wouldn't it be even more embarrassing if we lost?"

Yan Jin laughed, "This way we still have a chance to fight back. If they also send 20 mechs, we will be really overwhelmed. Now there are 3, and with 8 of us working together, we still have a chance to win."

Losing is just a little more embarrassing, but if you win and then admit defeat, it's not so embarrassing.

"..." The others remained silent after hearing Yan Jin's analysis.