"Congratulations to Qi'anxi for winning 41 games in a row!!!"

The referee's success made Wei San in the audience sober up. He originally wanted to see how this guy would fight, but now he looked at the air.

"Qi'anxi is awesome, it is estimated that he will have won 100 games by tomorrow."

"At this speed, it will be easy to play 50 games a day."

50 games...

Wei San calculated how many star coins he could get by winning 50 games in a row, and couldn't help but shed tears of envy in his heart, if only she had this ability.

Qi'anxi really came for 50 games a day, and immediately chose to continue PK after he got off the stage. The audience had nothing to do, so they followed him to the next stage.

Wei San turned around and went to the food area to get a plate of food, ready to eat while watching, but it turned out that Qi'anxi had already moved to the next stage.

She followed the crowd with the plate in her hand. As usual, Qi'anxi would solve the problem with one move. She watched five or six games and then lost interest. They were all the same.

Is there no one in L1 who can fight?

After playing so many games, she has already accumulated the points for the next level. It is really hard to understand why such a good fighter is still hanging around in L1.

After finishing the food on the plate, Wei San turned around and went back to the lounge to sleep, preparing to get up tomorrow to pk again to make money.

...

The next day, Wei San continued to enter the pk pool to randomly assign opponents. When the opponent saw that her mecha was dented in the east and missing a piece in the west, he was much less vigilant.

People like this are usually poor, with no strength and no money.

Twenty minutes later, the opponent was in a trance, holding his broken mecha, and stood there stupidly.

"Thank you." Wei San left a sentence before leaving the stage, "Your mecha feels good."

The opponent was so angry that he fainted on the stage.

Wei San became more and more skilled in fighting, and participated in the ring competition non-stop. She encountered difficult opponents, but as long as she could figure out the opponent's tricks, she could still win later. She planned to win 20 games this weekend, accumulate 3,000 points, and come to challenge the higher level next week.

But life always plays tricks on Wei San. After she won the 19th match, she continued to enter the PK pool and was randomly assigned: [289 Arena: Bow to Life vs. Qi Anxi]

Wei San: "..."

When she entered the arena, the audience and the referee on the stage were very excited, of course not for her.

"This is Qi Anxi's 100th match. Can he continue his winning streak? Let's wait and see!"

Wei San: Man proposes, God disposes.

"Guess whether Qi Anxi will solve it with one or two moves this time."

"One move, this mecha has not been modified, and it's still broken."

The audience below guessed with great interest.

Two black mechas that had not been modified stood on the stage, but Wei San was a medium-sized mecha with an extra whip, while Qi Anxi was a light mecha.

When the game started, Qi Anxi moved first, and he really wanted to defeat Wei San with one move.

He was extremely fast, but Wei San had watched several of his games, so he was naturally on high alert. The moment he moved, he had already stepped back, and his speed was not slower than Qi Anxi's.

After being dodged by Wei San several times, the audience immediately started to make a noise: "This will take at least two moves."

Qi Anxi's eyes moved to the name of the PK opponent in the mecha cabin, and bowed to life... It was the person in the next arena before.

Qi Anxi's fingers slid quickly on the control panel, and the mecha immediately approached the opponent like a ghost, and made a claw to grab her arm.

Shit!

When Wei San reacted, her hand had been grabbed. She was definitely going to be thrown out of the ring by Qi Anxi. She acted decisively and removed her mecha arm at a faster speed, and at the same time retreated a few meters away from him.

After this period of actual competition, Wei San had basically mastered the data of the black factory mecha. The speed that Qi Anxi had just used was simply the performance of the mecha to the extreme, which was beyond her expectation.

Qi Anxi in the mecha cabin also had a hint of surprise in his eyes. He didn't know that this man who bowed to life would actually remove his arm.

However, Qi Anxi was not affected. The next second, he still approached Wei San at the extreme speed of the mecha.

The more urgent the situation, the calmer Wei San became. In her eyes, Qi Anxi was still very fast, but not as unprepared as the first time.

Qi Anxi's mecha fingers had already touched Wei San's mecha, and even left scratches on her body due to the extremely fast speed, but Wei San barely dodged it.

The audience under the ring was already stunned. This was more than three moves. Every time they thought that Xiang Shenghuo would fall into Qi Anxi's hands, but it was just a breath away.

Qi Anxi lowered his eyes to look at his hands, then looked at Xiang Shenghuo across from him, and then he was merciless when he attacked again.

Shit Shit Shit!!!

Others didn't know, but Wei San had seen it. Qi Anxi was adjusting the mecha to the peak state with every step.

How could Wei San let him get close to her? She controlled the panel with her hands at a speed so fast that it was blurred, and at the same time, her senses spread to the whole body of the mecha.

At that moment, the two of them actually maintained a strange balance.

The audience below the stage looked at the two mechas on the stage, which were so fast that only afterimages were left: "..." They watched in vain.

When Wei San reached the same speed as him, Qi Anxi frowned. The black factory was really full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. There was even such a person at the L1 level... Is there such a person? The

more Wei San dodged, the more she felt something was wrong. She always felt that the opponent's attack was getting heavier and heavier, which was completely beyond her ability to bear.

What if he caught her and just punched her casually, wouldn't this mecha be scrapped? How much money would she have to spend to repair the mecha? If she lost this game, she would not get more than 20,000 star coins at most, and would lose 100 points.

Several thoughts flashed through his mind, and the next second Wei San escaped from the ring, shouting: "I give up!"

Qi Anxi, who had just listed Xiang Shenghuo as a master: "......?"

The audience was also confused by Wei San's arrogant operation. They were just excited that Qi Anxi met an opponent, but Xiang Shenghuo immediately took the initiative to leave the ring and admit defeat. What kind of thing is this?

The referee came up and judged that Qi Anxi won. He came out of the mecha and looked at the person who also put away the mecha under the stage, approached the ring, and touched the arm of the mecha: "What's wrong with you?"

The other party suddenly took the initiative to admit defeat, and Qi Anxi could only guess that she had something to do temporarily.

"I'm fine, I just can't beat you." Wei San said calmly, not caring about face at all.

What is face, can you eat it?

Qi Anxi walked down from the ring, the cold light in the arena shone on his silver mask, and there was a strange sense of simplicity: "You haven't made a move just now."

Wei San never fought back directly, and the only move he made was to remove his arm.

"I can't beat you even if I make a move." Wei San thought that after the fight, regardless of winning or losing, the mecha must be repaired, and she would not do things that she couldn't do.

Qi Anxi stared at this person who bowed his head to life for a long time, not sure whether the other party was telling the truth or didn't want to expose his strength.

"Let's add friends." Qi Anxi finally took the initiative.

Wei San didn't refuse this, the black factory has its own communication application, and can add people.

"Are you still going to compete today?" Qi Anxi asked her.

"No."

Damocles Military Academy has curfew on Sundays, so they have to go back early.

Qi Anxi nodded: "I hope we can have a match if there is a chance."

Wei San looked at Qi Anxi's back as she left. It turned out that she was a warmonger.

Wei San didn't care that he didn't get enough points this time. He was lucky that his mecha was not damaged when he met Qi Anxi. Fortunately, she gave up quickly.

Before returning to school, Wei San went to the free food area and stuffed his pockets with various packaged snacks. Only then did he leave with satisfaction.

There was no other way. At least he could save a day's meal money this way.

...

On the first day of the new week, Wei San was called to the office by the teacher.

Xiang Minghua held Wei San's schedule in his hand: "Explain it to me."

"Teacher, your schedule is too full. It's not suitable for me."

Xiang Minghua looked at the sincere student in front of him and felt overwhelmed. It was the first time he taught such a class. Fortunately, the students were obedient and self-conscious. But one student acted selfishly again and again: "So you deleted all the classes?"

"There are still two classes here." Wei San pointed to the fighting and shooting classes on the schedule, "and I usually go to the simulation room for training."

"Simulation room? Really?" Xiang Minghua looked at Wei San suspiciously. Why did he feel that she didn't attend class just to be lazy.

"Nie Haoqi often goes with me. You can ask him about what happened last week."

Xiang Minghua still pressured Wei San to choose two more classes: "At least you have to get the basic credits."

Wei San, who originally wanted to choose classes later, had to choose now to avoid the teacher looking for her again.

After the troublesome student left, Xiang Minghua still felt uneasy. He lowered his head and casually scanned Wei San's schedule, and suddenly saw that the shooting class was taught by Chen Ci.

Chen Ci had always been the leader of Class A in those days. Later, he stayed in the school to teach, and the students he taught were also very excellent.

Xiang Minghua had nothing to do, so he simply went to Chen Ci to ask how the troublesome student performed last week.

Chen Ci had just finished class and saw Xiang Minghua coming to her. She thought something had happened.

"I teach an A-class. Last week, a student came to your class. I want to ask how she performed." Xiang Minghua got straight to the point.

Although Chen Ci was surprised that he would come to her for an A-class student, she still asked, "What

's her name?" "Wei San, a troublemaker." Xiang Minghua said casually, "Her schedule is empty, and she only chose shooting and fighting classes."

Chen Ci frowned when she heard the name: "She is indeed a troublemaker."

Xiang Minghua's mouth twitched. After only one class, Chen Ci could call Wei San a troublemaker. It seems that Wei San has a great ability to cause trouble.

"She pointed a gun at me in class, and even led other students to shoot me." Chen Ci thought about that chaotic class, "She has good mental qualities and a quick mind."

"Pointed a gun at you..." Xiang Minghua was shocked, "And brought other students with her?"

Chen Ci's face was not angry, but smiled and said, "You are a shameless student. You rubbed around those students, and they had no choice but to attack me."

Xiang Minghua recalled Wei San's various actions and couldn't help but agree: "She is indeed shameless."

"It doesn't matter if you are thick-skinned. There are too many upright students in our school. If you can't lose face, you will always suffer." Chen Ci sighed, "The competition is almost over."

Speaking of this, Xiang Minghua was silent for a while: "The children just need to do their best, but hope there are no regrets."

Wei San, who was evaluated by the two teachers as thick-skinned, was video chatting with Tai Wude.

"Wei San, let me tell you, the people in our Imperial Military Academy are too powerful." Tai Wude looked excited and was much thinner than before he went there.

"Really?"

"Let me show you our school's S-class competition!" Tai Wude contacted Wei San purely to show off, "Are they awesome?!"

Wei San looked at the two mechas competing on the opposite side. A red mecha swooped down like an eagle, attacking the purple mecha below with irresistible force, but in her eyes, the purple mecha just took a few steps back and then dispelled the attack.

S-class...

Wei San's eyes fell on these two mechas. The A-class mechas she had seen were just like toys.

"S-class mecha! Wei San, I tell you, each of them is made with countless money, and there is a dedicated mecha master behind them." Tai Wude sniffed and suddenly felt sad, "They are completely different from us."

Wei San hid his surprise and said lightly: "You pay for it in the future, and I will make one for you."

"You are bragging!" Tai Wude didn't believe it at all, "A-class is possible, but do you know what S-class means?"

Wei San really didn't know, the library didn't have any books about S-class mecha.

After hanging up the communication, Wei San was stunned for a while.

Nie Haoqi rushed over after class and went to the simulation room with Wei San. Seeing her standing there motionless, he called out, "Wei San, let's go."

Wei San came to her senses and said, "Does our school have S-class mechas?"

Nie Haoqi looked at her strangely and said, "Of course we do. Teacher Xiang uses an S-class mecha."