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Wei Shenghuang, accompanied by Leng Ran, escorted the guards to the preparation area outside the simulation training ground, where they changed into a new set of specialized weapons and equipment.

Instructor Ouyang explained, "In the simulated training ground, mechs are available. The logistics robots will replace the real guns and ammunition you carry with toys. The program in the training ground will simulate these toys as actual weapons and simulate damage based on numerical values."

Wei Shenghuang: "That's right, but I want to add something. Only weapons and equipment won't cause real damage. But in close combat, the damage is real. In other words, in a ring match, you have a chance of actually getting injured."

"I will supervise from the sidelines, but I will only intervene when one side is about to be seriously injured."

He nodded coldly: "Well, who is my opponent today?"

"You'll find out soon."

The three of them walked into the simulated training ground together. The simulated scene was an incredibly spacious arena where a three-on-three competition was being held, surrounded by a group of veterans who were watching. When they saw Wei Shenghuang walk in, they all saluted and greeted her.

"Captain!"

"Why isn't the captain supervising those kids' physical training?"

"Commander, come watch the game with us! The new recruits this year are pretty good!"

Deputy Regiment Commander Mu Yingwei also came forward and gave a perfectly standard military salute: "Regiment Commander!"

Wei Shenghuang nodded in acknowledgment: "Xiao Wei, how are the new recruits performing?"

Mu Yingwei: "The people selected for our regiment this year are the best among this large batch of new recruits. Their combat skills are quite good, but their awareness needs to be improved. The main problem lies in teamwork, and we need to work together more."

Wei Shenghuang: "Well, it's understandable that new recruits who haven't seen much blood have average combat awareness and teamwork skills."

"Xiao Wei, pick out any high-level mech soldier for me, designate one to guard, and have a match with the kid behind me."

Mu Yingwei looked curiously at Leng Ran behind Wei Shenghuang. He looked young and didn't seem like a new recruit this year. Why was he brought here by the regimental commander? The third-year students of Storm Military Academy were all on border patrol. Could this be a fourth-year intern from some military academy?

"Okay, but who is this...?"

Wei Shenghuang smiled mysteriously: "I won't introduce his identity yet; I'll tell you after the arena competition."

Mu Yingwei soon found a new recruit watching the battle from below the stage—Xiang Chaoyang.

"Chaoyang, I'll arrange for you to fight in a tournament later. You'll be playing as a guard against the people led by the guild leader."

Xiang Chaoyang was taken aback and asked, "Deputy Commander, is it possible for me to know who it is?"

Mu Yingwei shook his head: "I don't know either. The commander doesn't want to reveal his identity for the time being. He's a young-looking guy."

The people brought by the group leader himself must be quite capable.

Xiang Chaoyang, on high alert, said, "Alright, I'll go prepare right away!"

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Half an hour later, two high-level guards stood at opposite ends of the arena, while on the outer referee's seat was the Master-level Vulcan, Wei Shenghuang.

The veterans watching from below the stage discussed among themselves, "Who is this kid that he can get the regimental commander to personally supervise the battle?"

"Xiang Chaoyang on the other side, that kid's performance just now was also very impressive. I look forward to seeing how he performs in this match!"

Wei Shenghuang, standing on the referee's stand, announced: "Ready? Three, two, one, go!"

Faced with an opponent whose strength was unknown, Xiang Chaoyang decided to test the waters first. The rocket launcher on his shoulder lit up and he aimed at Leng Ran's cockpit!

Seeing the incoming shells, Leng Ran instinctively dodged to the right, successfully avoiding them. However, before she could run more than a few steps, her guard suddenly collapsed to the ground.

A veteran in the audience: "Huh? How come he's a rookie? It's like he's never piloted a mech before?"

"This reaction seems to be due to being overwhelmed by the load; it must be an inexperienced newcomer."

The pain was felt simultaneously; Leng Ran, inside the cockpit, was also badly hurt by the fall. When she made the evasive maneuver, she clearly felt the "lag" of the mecha.

It's like running too fast and your shoes don't keep up with your feet, causing you to trip over.

In the instant her movements faltered, the load from the mecha suddenly increased dramatically, instantly knocking her to the ground.

That shouldn't be the case. Her physical condition is up to standard, so she should be able to withstand this kind of pressure!

Leng Ran suddenly thought of the scene where those students with level four physical fitness were unable to move under the weight of the rudimentary mechs that could be piloted by level three.

There must be a way to alleviate the strain on the mechs! They just haven't figured it out yet!

Leng Ran quickly recalled how she had adapted to the pressure when she first became a high-ranking guard...

Xiang Chaoyang watched as Leng Ran suddenly fell down, giving Leng Ran no chance, and the next shell followed immediately!

Instructor Ouyang pursed his lips. Had he been too hasty? Or should he not have let Mo Li go to the arena like this?

The veteran looked at the motionless, cold-blooded man and said, "Sigh, strike while the iron is hot. This should be the end of it."

Just as the shell was about to pierce the cold cockpit, the guard who had been lying dead rolled twice on the ground, narrowly escaping death.

The shell grazed Leng Ran's back and landed on the ground, exploding behind her with a loud bang!

Inside the cockpit, the sudden impact made Leng Ran feel dizzy.

But facing the impending third shell, she still swayed as she stood up, drew a heavy black sword from behind her back, gripped the hilt tightly, and held the sword horizontally in front of her chest.

The cannonball exploded violently on the heavy sword, and the huge impact forced Leng Ran to take several steps back. Only after the force completely dissipated did she regain her balance and stand at the edge of the arena.

Although he was forced to the edge of the ring by his opponent, a slight smile appeared on his cold lips.

She has found a way to cope with stress!

Pressure is not meant to be resisted, but rather to help the pilot truly become one with the mecha. When the mecha becomes an extension of one's own body, all the burdens cease to be heavy.

What's more, she has an advantage that other individual soldiers don't have.

Leng Ran's mental power surged instantly, and with the help of the sensor system, she bound her consciousness even more tightly to the mecha.

The sense of hindrance that the mecha had given her had completely disappeared; she had become one with the guardian.

Leng Ran naturally raised the heavy sword, slung it over his shoulder, and squinted at his opponent.

"Now, this is my home turf."