"The attack power of the Cyclone series mecha will increase as the speed increases. The damage value of Situ Jia's sword just now has increased by at least twice." Ying Chenghe explained while looking at Situ Jia's mecha Blade Wind in the live camera.
"If I remember correctly, Pingtongyuan also uses the Cyclone series." Jin Ke turned to Ying Chenghe.
Ying Chenghe said "hmm": "Silverface, in the hands of Osamu Musashi, I don't know which mecha of the same series is stronger."
"One day we will meet in the next game." Jin Ke looked at Huo Jian solving the abnormal star beast in the camera, "I hope we can encounter the 3S star beast in the next game."
In the first game, only the Imperial Military Academy and Pingtongyuan killed the 3S star beast. They have no experience and will suffer a loss in the next game.
"Put up the video of Ping Tongyuan killing the 3S Star Beast." Liao Runing wanted to see the video of other military academies taking action.
"Let me change the channel." Jin Ke lowered her head and pressed her computer.
...
They were watching the replay, and other military academies were also watching the replay for analysis.
"Except for the school team, the main team of Damocles Military Academy has basically not fought." Gong Yijue frowned and looked at the screen, "Do they want to hide their strength?"
"What strength can they hide?" Situ Jia said indifferently, "Damocles Military Academy has been competing with Samuel for the third place all year round, and it is not the object of our attention."
Gong Yijue reminded: "They have four 3S-level players, and Nanpasi is not weak this year."
"No matter how weak they are, we can solve it. The most important thing now is how to deal with Pingtong Academy." From the moment the list of main players was confirmed, Situ Jia was already looking forward to the match with Pingtong Academy.
Ji Chuyu lowered his head and turned the ring on his index finger: "All military academies will be our opponents, it's just a matter of time."
They continued to watch the live broadcast replays of various military academies. Ying Xingjue leaned against the window and looked down at the video released by Lanfa Media on the optical computer.
Very strange.
Ying Xingjue looked at the five people in the video. Long before the game, he had predicted the possibility of the Imperial Military Academy defending the title, which was as high as 90%. The remaining 10% of accidents were basically on the side of Pingtongyuan. Except
for the commander Jin Ke of the Damocles Military Academy who made him pay a little attention, the other people were not worth remembering.
Ying Xingjue stared at several people in the video, and after a while he finally found a sense of incongruity: they were too confident.
The students of the Damocles Military Academy have always been stable and tolerant, not as flamboyant as they are now, as if the championship must be theirs.
But.
Ying Xingjue raised his hand to cover the face of the man named Wei San in the video. The main members are still missing one more person, Shentu Kun. It happens that Shentu Kun is as stable as ever, and he doesn't seem to match the other four.
He let go of her hand, his eyelashes drooping slightly, thinking: What if this school team commander is replaced?
"Xingjue, there is a dinner party tomorrow, remember to come." Ji Chuyu stood up to remind him.
Ying Xingjue turned off the computer: "Invite all military schools?"
"Several families in the imperial capital jointly held a dinner party for the five major military schools." Ji Chuyu nodded, "Everyone go."
There are so many people, and the venue is also extremely large, and only the imperial capital can provide it.
...
"Here is the invitation, don't make trouble at the dinner party tomorrow." Xiang Minghua said earnestly. This is the first time he said these words to students. In the past, he didn't care about this. Everyone was a good student. Now everyone... has become a ghost.
"They are really particular." Liao Runing took the invitation, "Can't you send an electronic one? Why use paper?"
"They have money." Xiang Minghua looked at these main members and felt inexplicably angry, "I don't know what you are happy about every day, aren't you worried about the competition?"
"What are you worried about?" Liao Runing was surprised, "Aren't we competing for the third place? Just get rid of Samuel and Nampasi."
Xiang Minghua: "?"
"Jin Ke, don't you have the confidence to lead us to the third place in the overall ranking?" Liao Runing poked Jin Ke next to him.
"Teacher Xiang, don't worry, we will definitely get the third place." Jin Ke patted his chest, "Samuel will definitely be kicked off by us."
At this moment, the main members of Damocles who were suspected by Ying Xingjue of wanting to win the championship were all full of confidence.
"Definitely get the third place!" Ying Chenghe said seriously while holding the invitation.
"Third place!" Huo Xuanshan followed closely behind.
Shentu Kun said hesitantly: "If we get third place, our school can be temporarily stable." As long as it's not fourth or fifth, it's fine.
Xiang Minghua: "...I didn't expect you to have such 'lofty' ambitions."
Still sure?
Although the school didn't expect them to win the championship, but Xiang Minghua wanted to kick them back to Shadu Star when they said so blatantly that they were just aiming for third place. One or two of them are 3S level, how come they don't have any fighting spirit at all.
"Dinner?" Wei San took the invitation from Jin Ke, "Do we need to prepare a dress?"
If she had to prepare, she wouldn't go.
"What kind of dress is it? Everyone is wearing a military uniform." Liao Runing squeezed in from the door.
Ying Chenghe and Huo Xuanshan also squeezed in from behind.
"What are you all doing here?" Wei San asked the few people. As soon as they came in, the living room immediately became smaller, and there were four people from her team.
"We are here to deliver invitations." Liao Runing said righteously, "Jin Ke is the commander, and the soldiers must be with him at all times."
Ying Chenghe saw Wei San looking over and immediately said, "The mecha master must be with the soldiers." In fact, he just followed unconsciously.
Nie Haoqi on the sofa turned his head: "But just now I saw the commander of Nampaxi alone in the training ground."
"You are mistaken." Jin Ke picked up the cake on the coffee table and stuffed it into Nie Haoqi's mouth, blocking him from continuing to talk.
"The second venue will be available at the dinner, and everyone must be there and cannot be late." Huo Xuanshan explained, "The dinner will not start until the venue is confirmed."
He was in the imperial capital in previous years and had a clear understanding of these things.
Wei San took them to his room. They should not just come here to talk about these.
As soon as they entered, Jin Ke said, "The dinner will start. Don't walk around. It's best to follow me."
Wei San didn't quite understand: "What happened?"
"No, just be alert to prevent the commander from taking action." Jin Ke didn't want to take any risks. This kind of commander-in-chief had happened before.
Especially since Wei San not only beat Xiao Eli at the port, but also eliminated Samuel, the captain of the school team, later on. Considering Samuel's habit of playing dirty tricks, it's better to be cautious. Wei
San nodded in agreement, glanced at Liao Runing, and slowly approached him.
"In a few days, the black factory competition will start. Let's go play a game." As expected, Liao Runing whispered while Jin Ke and Ying Chenghe were not paying attention.
Huo Xuanshan on the opposite side was watching this, and was obviously waiting for a reply like Liao Runing.
"What's the fun of you S-level and A-level fighting?" Wei San replied.
"We 3S-class can't use A-class mechas to exert S-class capabilities, so we can experience the combat methods of A-class."
The two of them were whispering together for a long time, and were discovered by Jin Ke: "What are you two whispering about?"
"No problem." Wei San and Liao Runing said in unison.
...
Dinner.
Held in a place that can accommodate tens of thousands of people, even though the space is so large, it has everything it should have, and everything is exquisite.
Wei San looked at the long table filled with food and drinks, shook his head and sighed, these noble families are too extravagant.
"Welcome everyone to the imperial capital to participate in the first game." A man in his forties wearing a Tang suit stood on the highest platform and said in a gentle tone, "While everyone is enjoying the dinner, we must first determine which planet the second venue will be on."
"Is he a member of your Ying family?" Wei San looked at the man's long hair and asked Ying Chenghe,
"He is the first person in the main family. The Ying family has many levels and a complex structure." Ying Chenghe explained, "Ying Qingdao is the current representative of the Ying family. Basically, he is present in any occasion where the Ying family needs to speak, but he is Class B."
"Class B?" Liao Runing was shocked, "Class B is a representative of the Ying family?"
The only difference between Class B and ordinary people is that they can use mechas. Any ordinary family would not let Class B represent people, let alone this is the Ying family.
The most famous family in the entire federation.
Ying Chenghe confirmed: "His methods have always been very powerful, and the most important thing is that Ying Qingdao's son is called Ying Xingjue."
When Liao Runing heard this, he immediately lost interest: "Is that so? No wonder."
They all looked as if they understood, but Wei San was the only one who couldn't understand: "Isn't Ying Xingjue a 3S commander like you?"
Why does it seem like he is the only 3S commander in the entire federation.
"My cousin has been testing at the 3S level since he was young, but he couldn't have reached that level with just a 3S level in the Starry Night Battle a few years ago." Ying Chenghe glanced somewhere, "The instrument for testing perception was invented by Yu Qingfei. The instrument he developed at first could only measure A level, but after modifying the instrument, it could measure S level. The divisions above S level, double S and 3S, were only discovered after Gong Yiliu made the third improvement."
"In the past hundred years, many people feel that there is a difference between the 3S, but this difference is not obvious and can be compensated through training or other means, so the instrument improved by Gong Yiliu has been used." Ying Chenghe paused and said, "After the end of the Starry Night War, there has been private news that my cousin's level is more than 3S, but no one can prove it."
Several masters created a glorious history, and it has been stable for so many years. Although outstanding mecha masters have appeared, they are not enough to subvert the theoretical system. No one has been able to improve the test equipment for the fourth time.
Wei San suddenly understood, but she always felt that she seemed to have forgotten something, and she couldn't think of it for a while. It happened that the stage was rolling to select the second field, and she focused on it.
The scrolling screen stopped, and Ying Qingdao leaned over to read: "The second venue for this season is...Shadu Star."
After the venue was revealed, the five major military academies had different expressions.
Shadu Star is located in the desert, so the venue must be in the desert.
Deserts are much more difficult than hills.
"Our advantage is finally here." Liao Runing was happy. Before they came to the competition, they trained in the desert every week and were more skilled than the main teams of other military academies.
Jin Ke was not very happy. He looked towards Pingtong Courtyard, and several thoughts flashed through his mind.
"The venue has been revealed, and everyone can start enjoying the dinner." Ying Qingdao said, and then he stepped down and left.
Wei San was not interested in the drinks, so he filled a plate of cakes from the table. When he turned around, Jin Ke and the others were all called away.
Someone from the military district came and wanted to see the main members of the five major military academies.
It was none of her business. Wei San took the plate, found a quiet place, and slowly ate her food.
"Wei San?" A clear voice sounded behind her.
Wei San turned around and saw Ying Xingjue standing there: "What's the matter?"
The Empire Fire came to see her?