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Mo Heng lectured the two of them and then looked away, returning to business.

"Today is everyone's first day of school, and also your first mecha combat class. So today's schedule is that all of you will battle against me. I want to understand your true level in combat so we can plan the course schedule for this semester."

"Fight?" A group of alphas suspected they had heard wrongly.

Their class does have the smallest number of students in Class S, but there are still 18 of them!

It is basically impossible to beat them through 1V1 round-robin battles.

It's not that the students are arrogant, the beta's physical fitness should not be able to support such high-intensity combat.

Most of the students in the classroom looked at Mo Heng with distrust, only the little omega in the first row had an excited look, as if he was looking forward to fighting with him.

Everyone moved to the "arena", which was the practical classroom for the mecha combat department.

The venue was empty, and their class was probably the only one that had practical exercises scheduled in the first period today.

Such a spacious venue is a great convenience for the students in Class S-02.

Imperial Mecha is worthy of being the number one academy in the Enqi Empire. Every student can be assigned a mecha in the mecha practical class.

Mechas that cost tens of millions outside are like free here.

"Is there any student who wants to be the first to come?" Mo Heng had already boarded a black mecha.

The red lights in the mecha's eyes lit up, and the mecha was connected and entered combat mode.

"Teacher Mo, can I go first?" Chu Jun had been eager to make a move. The opportunity to have a real fight with his old attacker was a rare one.

With permission, Chu Jun quickly climbed onto a silver-white mecha.

The alphas nearby looked at the two mechas, one black and one silver-white, fighting against each other in the arena and thought that this might be a good show.

"Teacher Mo, how is your mecha operation level?" Chu Jun asked Mo Heng provocatively on the private communication channel inside the mecha.

"It's just the level that an imperial mecha soldier should have." Mo Heng had a good temper and answered Chu Jun seriously.

Chu Jun had no idea what the "level of an imperial mecha soldier should be." Standing on either side of him was Mo Heng, and Chu Jun believed that his strength would not be weak.

Omega sat in the mecha, and his mental power quickly connected to the mecha control system, ready to do a big job.

"Battle preparation. 3, 2, 1, go."

As soon as the AI ​​referee of the arena finished speaking, the two mechas collided quickly.

No matter how many times I re-watch Chu Yun's competition video, it's not as real as seeing it in person.

Only when the students were actually there did they realize that Chu Jun was so fast.

The silver-white mecha left only an afterimage before instantly appearing in another place, as if completing a simple time and space jump.

The sound waves caused by the rapid movement tried to pierce everyone's eardrums, and the air in the arena began to boil. It was clearly just the most ordinary training mecha, but Chu Jun was able to drive it at a speed that could only be displayed by high-performance combat mecha.

Chu Jun drove the mecha and attacked Mo Heng's waist and legs first. This is where the mecha's maneuvering device is located. If this part is damaged, the flexibility of the mecha will be greatly reduced.

The black mecha seemed clumsy in its movements, but when Chu Jun approached, it reacted quickly within 0.1 seconds, rising at high speed to avoid Chu Jun's attack.

Chu Jun missed the attack and quickly turned around and flew into the air.

The black mecha quickly took off into the air and noticed Chu Jun's approach. Instead of dodging again, it launched a series of attacks at Chu Jun.

The black mecha was above Chu Yun's head. The silver-white mecha was at a disadvantage at this moment because its posture in the air had not yet been adjusted and was still in the process of rising.

Just when the classmates thought Chu Jun was going to be at a disadvantage due to lack of experience, the silver-white mecha dodged Mo Heng's dive attack in an almost impossible manner.

The training mecha is not equipped with thermal weapons, only a laser sword with average attack power that can be used for auxiliary attacks.

A laser sword appeared in Chu Yun's right hand. The mecha kept adjusting its posture in the air, and without hesitation, it chopped directly towards Mo Heng's head.

The black mecha was in an attacking posture with one hand and could no longer retract it, so it could only use the other hand to barely block its head.

"Bang!" The laser sword collided with the outer protection of the mecha.

Mo Heng's mecha moved back half a step due to the impact.

The situation on the field quickly reversed, and the initiative was completely in Chu Yun's hands.

"Is Teacher Mo going to lose?" someone whispered.

The silver-white mecha held the sword in both hands and used the engine to force Mo Heng to the ground.

Mo Heng lowered his feet to resist the increasingly heavy weight.

The black mecha seemed to be at a disadvantage and had no chance of turning around.

However, some careful students have discovered that Teacher Mo did not use his left hand to resist, but restrained Chu Jun's hands with just one hand.

If a laser sword were used at this time, the situation would be very different.

Sure enough, Mo Heng held the sword in his left hand and attacked Chu Yun's chest.

That is the face of the mecha, where the operator is located. If it hits the target with one strike, the mecha will be destroyed and the operator will die.

This is a killer move.

The students watching felt the sudden rise in momentum of the black mecha. When the killing move was about to be launched, they seemed to see countless souls killed by this man's knife.

"Wow!" The classmates couldn't help but look at the surveillance camera above the arena, worried that their class would attract the school security team on the first day of school, and then their class would become famous throughout the school.

Chu Jun was standing opposite Mo Heng, and felt the oppression from Mo Heng the most.

However, this kind of momentum did not make him feel afraid. On the contrary, he was excited because Mo Heng finally got serious.

The silver-white mecha loosened its right hand, and while pressing down with one hand to continue forcing Mo Heng, its body rolled forward in the air, and then suddenly leaped into the air with the reaction force of the laser sword.

Chu Jun resolved a crisis with ease. After seeing Chu Jun's actions, everyone once again realized Chu Jun's extraordinary mecha control ability.

Inside the black mecha, Mo Heng, overwhelmed by his fighting spirit, had an expressionless face. Countless plans flashed through his mind, and his eyes were fixed on the silver-white mecha, trying to find its flaw.

Chu Yun's ability has already exceeded the level of a freshman. In addition, he should have some fighting skills, and he cleverly resolved several attacks.

Mo Heng sat in the mecha, and for a moment he felt that the person standing opposite him was not a first-year student who had just become an adult a few months ago, but a god of war who could stand alone on the battlefield.

"Teacher Mo, half an hour has passed. You don't want to delay the class, do you?"