Chapter 661: Chapter 680: Her Strength
"I hope you all understand one thing."
"You are born, you study, you have your spiritual power measured, you come to school, you become a Mecha Soldier, and you go on to join the military or enter any other profession—none of this is about pursuing fairness."
"You are desperately running from an already unfair starting line. The only thing you should ever be chasing is success."
"Alright, enough talk. We’ll start matching you with PK opponents immediately. The AI will make assignments based on your usual grades and scores. No objections will be permitted."
For a while, the class was chaos.
Fallen Mechas were everywhere. By the end of class, students who had endured over twenty rounds were on the verge of collapse. The matches devolved from desperate attempts to shove opponents out of the ring to a state where victory went to whoever could maintain their balance after a gentle poke-for-poke exchange.
Fortunately, after more than half a month of continuous competition, things finally started to look more orderly.
And Jiang Qiuqiu, who had been underestimated at first, once again used this class to demonstrate what it meant to be in a league of her own.
Even in a Light Armor, she could win.
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A student ranked 23rd in the class was matched against Jiang Qiuqiu.
The two stood at the starting line. The student’s expression was grim; he worked hard for his course credits and didn’t want to lose.
He had observed Jiang Qiuqiu in class before. Her method of victory was always the same: use her agility to hook the opponent’s legs, restricting the Heavy Armor’s movement, and then use the ensuing pushing and shoving to make them lose their balance and fall off the competition track.
Today, he had a new strategy.
After they both boarded their Mechas, the two stood at the starting point.
Teacher Mao yelled, "Begin!" and the other pairs began to clash. This student, however, suddenly maneuvered his Mecha to drop to the ground, like a horse lowering itself into a crouch.
Jiang Qiuqiu was visibly taken aback.
Then, student #23 launched his first attack. With his Mecha flush against the ground, he couldn’t make any large movements, so he simply started to occupy the full width of the track, slowly inching forward.
The rules of the match stated that an opponent had to be confronted head-on; you couldn’t jump over them or step out of bounds.
Since he was lying flat, most of his center of gravity was pressed low to the ground. There was no way Jiang Qiuqiu could kick or lift him. She wasn’t that strong, and she couldn’t just step over him.
Therefore, Jiang Qiuqiu had no choice but to face him head-on.
A Heavy Armor versus a Light Armor in a head-on clash—was there any question who would win?
He was certain victory was already in his grasp.
He inched forward while Jiang Qiuqiu retreated a couple of steps to think of a counter-strategy.
Watching from the sidelines, Teacher Mao’s eyes lit up. ’Holy hell, where did this student come from? How is his brain so quick?’
The students who had just finished their own matches saw this and their minds filled with question marks. ’???’
’That... That’s allowed?’
Student #23 had just taught all the naive students in the class a valuable lesson.
By now, Jiang Qiuqiu had already retreated several dozen meters. She was only thirty meters from the red line; she couldn’t fall back any further.
Any further, and she would lose.
She had to come up with a plan. Trying to lift it by brute force was impossible; there was no moving it while it was in that position.
’Then... what if I borrow some force?’
As Jiang Qiuqiu stared at him, an idea flashed through her mind.
’The longsword.’
’A sturdy longsword.’
’Just like a rod.’
’The principle of leverage.’
Her eyes lit up. She suddenly drew the longsword from her Mecha’s back and, before her opponent could react, lowered her stance and thrust it forward. The student in the horse-like stance saw the blade coming and flinched, causing his Mecha’s body to rise slightly.
Jiang Qiuqiu seized the opportunity, jamming the sword between two components on the Heavy Armor’s abdomen and wedging it in place.
With the sword wedged in place, he couldn’t drop flat again.
A duel between masters is often decided in a split second. He was momentarily stunned, and Jiang Qiuqiu seized the moment. She mobilized all the spiritual power in her Spirit Sea, controlled her Mecha’s arm, and heaved upward with all her might.
The prone student instantly lost his center of gravity and crashed out of bounds.
0.1 points, gone in a flash.
He dazedly climbed to his feet, utterly dejected.
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