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After the invitation was completed, Wei Jing took the initiative to give Jixiang the right to choose the competition venue.

Jixiang accepted it without hesitation. After thinking carefully for a moment, Jixiang politely confirmed: "...How about the training ground in Star City No. 9?"

"Okay." Wei Jing said readily.

After saying that, Wei Jing was about to go to the urban training ground. Seeing this, Jixiang quickly stopped him.

"...I'm going to borrow a mecha. We'll meet at the city training ground in an hour!"

Borrow... a mecha?

Everyone present was stunned when they heard this.

"Mech warrior, lend me your mech. Is my ear okay?"

"I heard it too..."

"Well... Jixiang is the only one who came from another academy..."

"Jixiang has always been using the free standard mecha provided by the school during class. There is nothing wrong with what he said!"

"Because this is the first time I've heard of borrowing a mecha, it's so unfamiliar..."

"That's right. How can a mecha warrior be called a mecha warrior if he doesn't have his own mecha?"

"..."

However, Jixiang never considered himself a real mecha warrior. At most, he was just a part-time worker, and a part-time job with little profit...

"...Wei Jing?" Guan Qingyue took over the struggling Daya and confirmed.

"Yes, Wei Jing, the top freshman at the Military Academy." Jixiang answered as he found the Tang Hengdao used for the mecha and put it into the mecha's space device.

"By the way, why are you staying in the manufacturing room?" Jixiang asked curiously. The rest of the team had gone out to hang out, and he was the only one staying here. He felt a little pitiful for some reason...

"...It's boring." Guan Qingyue lowered her eyes and rubbed Daya's little head, saying in a light voice.

"Don't you want to go to HKUST for some technical exchange?"

"It's boring."

This is a quicker answer than the previous one...

auspicious:"……"

Jixiang stared helplessly at Guan Qingyue, who seemed to be in a state of autism. This was a mysterious person with almost zero interpersonal communication. She always felt that this person's interpersonal relationship was even simpler than her, Jixiang. Because there was only one person in the dormitory, Guan Qingyue didn't even have a roommate...

"...Do you want to watch me fight?" Jixiang asked casually.

"Okay." Guan Qingyue responded readily.

Jixiang, who was restocking his incense and planning to go back to his stall to sell incense immediately after the fight, was so frightened that he almost broke the incense.

"Ha ha ha!" Daya shouted happily.

So, an hour later, Jixiang arrived at the No. 9 Star City training ground on time with his companions.

Looking at the crowded crowds at the urban training ground, Jixiang almost chose to turn around and leave.

"Luckily I was close, otherwise I would have missed it!"

"Hahaha, my friend is on his way to Planet Nine. I don't know if he can make it!"

"My friend was the same. She burst into tears after hearing about the duel between Jun Da Jing and Zhan Da Ji Xiang. She is on Planet No. 1, the farthest planet from here."

"Oh... that's so sad..."

"Well, who says it isn't?"

"Zhan Da is even more upset. He missed what happened at his doorstep!"

"..."

Jixiang took out a pair of fluorescent green helmets and gave one to Guan Qingyue. After putting them on, Jixiang rolled up his sleeves, grabbed Guan Qingyue with one hand and reached into the crowded crowd with the other hand. Using his strength, he forced his way into the inner circle with everyone.

Classmate Wei Jing stood there with a calm expression, and quickly locked onto Jixiang's presence the moment she squeezed out.

“… Shall we begin?”

Jixiang then took off his helmet and revealed his face. Ignoring the noisy crowd, he glanced at the buildings in front of him and nodded.

"……let's start."

After saying that, Jixiang threw out the mecha, still the familiar sky-blue mecha.

Wei Jing observed the auspicious mecha with great interest before releasing his own mecha. It was a gorgeous golden mecha, which brought the luxury and noble temperament of gold to the extreme, without any rusticity or stupidity. It was a perfect combination of technology and beauty!

After both sides exchanged battle salutes on the flat ground in front of the building complex, they jumped into the narrow building complex in tacit understanding.

The battle begins!

Wei Jing used a double-edged long sword, and Jixiang used a single-edged Tang horizontal sword. There is a very special requirement in the combat rules of the urban training ground, that is, to try to reduce the damage to buildings while fighting. This has limited significance on the real battlefield, but it is very helpful for improving personal combat skills and mecha micro-control capabilities in daily training.

Under the constraints of this rule, urban combat often presents a feeling of being restricted. The reason why Jixiang chose this location is simple, that is, her outstanding talent for micro-control of mechas.

However, Wei Jing was worthy of her status as the top freshman at the Military Academy. This was the first time that Jixiang had witnessed someone with a mecha micro-control level comparable to hers.

I saw two mechas moving lightly in the messy and narrow building complex. There was no restraint in their movements, and no sluggishness or difficulty in their transitions.

The golden mecha's attack showed a wide-open and wide-open momentum, with a kind of carefreeness that ignored all obstacles. The azure mecha's attack showed a strange sense of agility, hovering between obstacles like a butterfly flying through flowers, appearing and disappearing mysteriously. Neither side could do anything to the other...

Those who were lucky enough to watch the game live could hardly see the movements of the two mechas that were almost hidden in the buildings with their naked eyes. Fortunately, the training ground had a special monitoring system.

"Holy shit, shit, shit, shit..."

"These two have incredible micro-control abilities!"

"I can definitely participate in the Alliance Dance Competition in my mecha! This is probably what top dancers are capable of!"

"That's an exaggeration, but it looks like she has potential as a dancer!"

"Even if you photoshop out all those buildings, you can't tell that this is a battle in a city training ground! It's so smooth!"

"This micro-control level is at least that of a third-year student, right?"

"Third graders may not be able to reach this level!"

"..."

There was a great noise outside the competition arena, and the speed of attack from both sides inside the competition arena was getting faster and faster. The long sword flashed like a meteor, and Jixiang quickly dodged it with the minimum movement. At the same time, the long knife penetrated the gap of the building like a spirit snake and went straight to the enemy's cockpit. At the same time, the black muzzle of the gun was also aimed at Jixiang's cockpit...

The battle ended in a draw.

"…Nice to meet you, Jixiang-san."

After the two left the building complex and returned to the open space at the entrance, Wei Jing stretched out his hand and smiled brightly.

"Me too, Wei Jing." Jixiang smiled and shook hands with Wei Jing.

"I had a lot of fun playing this time. See you next time!"

Jixiang smiled but said nothing. She just waved goodbye to him happily. She had to go back to set up her stall!