Chapter 83: The Unexpected Resolution

It turned out that those two seemingly powerful “mechas” were, just as General William predicted, nothing more than flashy but useless decorations. Even though Luther, who was piloting one of them, had already reached the eighth level of psychokinetic ability—nearly touching the threshold of the ninth level—it was still extremely strenuous for him to control such a massive machine with his own strength. As for the student from Themis Academy who made his debut… the moment he took the first step with that red machine, the psychokinetic instructors from Almace Academy knew immediately. Watching him struggle with sweat pouring down his face while the machine wobbled unsteadily made it clear—he was definitely not some hidden prodigy.

“It looks like our first victory is secured!” Elana excitedly clenched her fist toward Kajelena, and the other psychokinetic instructors nodded in agreement.

“First victory secured? Is it really that simple?” Watching the psychokinetic instructors celebrate, Zhang Wen silently shook his head inwardly.

Unlike the martial arts division, who knew next to nothing about their opponents, Almace Academy’s psychokinetic division was practically intimately familiar with their longtime rivals from Themis Academy. Within Almace Academy’s psychokinetic division, they even sent people every year to collect information on Themis students. Any Themis student with even a hint of potential had a detailed file archived in Almace’s psychokinetic division.

Yet today, not a single Almace instructor could recognize the first competitor sent by Themis!

When things go against the norm, there’s always something suspicious going on!

Zhang Wen simply couldn’t believe that Themis would be so generous as to send a complete amateur to die in the first match! Considering the unusual “mecha battle” match format chosen by Themis this time, Zhang Wen could already sense the outline of their sinister plot!

That obscure Themis psychokinetic student might not have a high psychokinetic level, but he must certainly possess some unique expertise in piloting mechas!

Even though his relationship with Kajelena and Elana had soured, Zhang Wen still didn’t want the psychokinetic division to suffer a crushing defeat. After all, Zhang Wen’s current fate was tightly bound to Almace Academy—prosper together, fall together. Moreover, Carrie was also a member of the psychokinetic division. No matter how much Zhang Wen secretly hoped for Kajelena and Elana’s misfortune, he certainly didn’t want Carrie dragged down with them.

Unfortunately, Zhang Wen couldn’t do much for Carrie at the moment. Because of past incidents, the relationship between him and the psychokinetic division had already become irreconcilable.

Besides, judging from the current situation, Luther clearly held a significant advantage. His psychic energy was far superior to his opponent’s, and his technique in psychic manipulation had been honed through extensive training. He handled the machine far more easily than the Themis student. Under Luther’s control, the blue mecha moved noticeably faster than the red one.

During several rounds of engagement, Luther remained on the offensive, while the red mecha from Themis wobbled repeatedly, appearing as though it might collapse at any moment.

Even if Zhang Wen had been willing to set aside his personal grudges and warned the psychokinetic division about the opponent’s trap, they would likely have dismissed his words as jealousy or ill will.

“There’s nothing I can do,” Zhang Wen sighed helplessly, redirecting his attention back to the battlefield.

At this moment, under Luther’s relentless attacks, the red mecha representing Themis had already been pushed into a corner. Seeing that his opponent had nowhere left to retreat, Luther exhaled deeply.

Controlling this massive machine had drained every ounce of Luther’s strength. The enormous psychic energy consumption made Luther question whether, if the match had lasted a few more minutes, the machine might have completely drained his psychic power.

Fortunately, it was finally over. Fixing his gaze on the cornered opponent, Luther concentrated all his attention and launched his final strike.

However, just as Luther confidently anticipated knocking his opponent down with a powerful punch, the Themis student controlling the red mecha suddenly appeared to make a piloting error, causing the red mecha to flail its limbs and topple toward Luther.

Coincidentally, the red mecha’s swinging arm entangled with Luther’s incoming punch! As a result, under the red mecha’s pull, Luther also lost his balance. Both massive machines crashed to the ground simultaneously under gravity’s force, shaking the training hall as if it trembled slightly.

What left the psychokinetic instructors from Almace Academy most stunned was that, after both mechas fell, the red one from Themis happened to land right on top of Luther’s blue mecha!

Following this, just like Joe Anderson, who had been struck by a falling briefcase from the sky, didn’t let such a golden opportunity slip away. Ignoring everything, he desperately controlled the red mecha to pin Luther down, preventing him from flipping over during the referee’s ten-second countdown.

“Whoa! I won! Haha! I won!” As soon as the countdown ended, Joe Anderson burst out of the red mecha’s cockpit, ecstatically shouting and jumping into the Themis Academy crowd, celebrating wildly.

Such an “unexpected” victory naturally delighted the audience supporting Themis Academy inside the training hall. Cheers and whistles filled the entire training hall.

In fact, just as Luther climbed out of his mecha’s cockpit, someone in the stands suddenly shouted loudly, “F***! Crush those damn southerners!”

“Woohoo!”

The remark was vulgar, but at that moment, the surrounding Themis supporters all burst into loud cheers.

In stark contrast to the jubilant crowd and the Themis Academy side, the Almace Academy psychokinetic division was completely silent. Kajelena, the head instructor of Almace’s psychokinetic division, had turned deathly pale, while the other psychokinetic instructors stood frozen, staring at the battlefield, unable to recover from the shock of Luther’s unexpected defeat.

“This… this…” After a long silence, one psychokinetic instructor finally stammered. Yet, faced with such a humiliating loss, what more could he say?

Blame Luther for not trying hard enough? Or complain about their bad luck tonight?

Eventually, no one from Almace’s martial arts division said much. After all, from any perspective, Luther’s defeat was merely an unfortunate accident. Fortunately, as long as they remained cautious in the following matches, a 3-2 victory was still acceptable.

“They still haven’t learned their lesson,” Zhang Wen shook his head again, glancing at Carrie with deep concern.

Luther’s defeat made the martial arts division’s atmosphere even more tense than before. Yet Zhang Wen could see that those arrogant martial arts instructors still hadn’t realized they had already fallen into Themis Academy’s carefully laid trap.

Amid the enthusiastic cheers from the excited audience, the referee didn’t leave much time for Almace Academy to reflect. They quickly announced the start of the second match.

However, possibly because Almace instructors had witnessed Luther’s unexpected defeat in the first match and hoped to avoid another mishap, the second student representing Almace Academy wasn’t Carrie, as Zhang Wen had anticipated, but another senior student with relatively more competition experience.

Watching Carrie standing at the edge of the rest area, visibly nervous, Zhang Wen couldn’t help but frown. Although he really didn’t want to face the unpleasant faces of Elana and Kajelena again, as a man, there were some things he simply had to do.

“Carrie!” Without much hesitation, Zhang Wen made up his mind, stood up, and walked directly into the psychokinetic division’s rest area, stopping in front of Carrie.

“Teacher Zhang?” Carrie looked up in surprise.

“Carrie, Luther’s loss in the previous match wasn’t due to bad luck,” Zhang Wen stared into Carrie’s eyes and said solemnly. “Themis Academy must have come well-prepared by proposing the mecha battle. You’d better be careful in the upcoming match. If possible, even if it means taking a little risk, you should give your all from the very beginning and try to knock your opponent down immediately. If you still intend to play it safe, gradually wearing down your opponent, you’ll only fall into Themis Academy’s trap.”

“Ah?… Okay!” Under Zhang Wen’s serious gaze, Carrie instinctively nodded. Then she noticed that the psychokinetic instructors around her were watching her and Zhang Wen with strange expressions.

Zhang Wen’s words seemed like a private warning to Carrie alone, but in reality, he hadn’t lowered his voice, so every word was clearly audible to all the psychokinetic division students and instructors present. After speaking, Zhang Wen turned and left without hesitation, returning to the martial arts division’s area.

That was all Zhang Wen could do to warn the psychokinetic division. Even if he stayed in their rest area and tried to convince those proud psychokinetic instructors to believe that Luther’s defeat wasn’t unjust, the result would only backfire. Besides, Zhang Wen wasn’t the type to willingly offer warmth to cold indifference.

As long as Carrie could heed his advice, that was enough. As for how much the others in the psychokinetic division could understand, Zhang Wen neither had the ability nor the desire to care.

“Hmph! Alarmist nonsense.”

“Alarmist? I think that guy just came over to mock us! No! He deliberately tried to undermine our morale!”

“Hmph! That bastard knows the martial arts division has no hope, so he wants to drag us psychokinetics down with him!”

As soon as Zhang Wen left the psychokinetic division’s area, the instructors began grumbling angrily. Obviously, Zhang Wen’s words fell on deaf ears. Most people who had grown accustomed to arrogance tended to have this flaw. The more critical the moment, the less inclined they were to listen to any advice.

What did a mere martial arts division substitute instructor, from some backwater academy like Moore, really know about psychokinetics?

Amid the instructors’ angry chatter, the psychokinetic students, who had initially felt some unease after hearing Zhang Wen’s words, quickly dismissed his theory with disdain.

Although Carrie wanted to tell her peers that Zhang Wen was not someone who disregarded the bigger picture, under the overwhelming scorn from everyone around her, she could only bury her worries and doubts deep inside.

Soon, the second match between Almace Academy and Themis Academy’s psychokinetic divisions began. The course of this match was almost identical to the first.

The Almace representative still maintained offensive control throughout the match. Yet, just when they were about to corner their opponent, they once again fell victim to the opponent’s “lucky strike.”

The loss in Almace Academy’s second psychokinetic match sent the entire Training Hall Seven into an uproar. Without Themis Academy’s biggest ace, Selene, even making an appearance yet, Themis had already taken a 2-0 lead! This practically sealed Themis Academy’s victory!

On the other hand, the martial arts division of Almace Academy fell into complete silence. Everyone, starting with Kajelena, stared blankly at the blue mecha being pinned beneath the opponent on the battlefield, unable to utter a word. Even when the referee specially came to urge Almace to quickly send out their third competitor, the psychokinetic instructors remained silent.

“Go ahead!” Finally, it was Zhang Wen who walked over and patted Carrie’s shoulder.

“Okay!” Carrie bit her lip hard, lifted her head high, and walked out from the rest area.

“Hiss!” The audience on Fira Planet didn’t care that Carrie was the daughter of Governor Temiso. Seeing that Almace had delayed so long before sending their third competitor, they immediately unleashed deafening boos.

Facing the ear-splitting jeers from thousands of spectators, even many seasoned veterans in the arena would struggle under such immense psychological pressure. At the Cassares Arena, Zhang Wen had witnessed more than once how bounty fighters collapsed under audience boos.

Yet, under pressure strong enough to crush many grown men, Carrie seemed completely unfazed, walking steadily to the center of the arena, shaking hands with her opponent, and climbing into the blue mecha that had already been defeated twice.

As it turned out, the two seemingly formidable “mechs” were, just as General William had predicted, nothing more than flashy but useless decorations. Even though Luther, who had entered the cockpit, was at the eighth level of psychic arts and was almost on the threshold of the ninth level, he still struggled immensely to operate the massive machine with his own abilities.

As for the student from Themis Academy who took the stage… after he made the red machine take its first step, the instructors of the psychic arts department at Almythos Academy felt reassured. Watching him sweat profusely while operating the machine, which wobbled unsteadily, it was clear that he was no hidden prodigy.

“It seems our first victory is in the bag!” Elena excitedly waved her fist at Katerina, and the other psychic arts instructors chimed in agreement.

“First victory in the bag? Is it really that simple?” Watching the psychic arts instructors’ gleeful expressions, Zhang Wen secretly shook his head in disbelief.

Unlike the martial arts department, which knew nothing about their opponents, the psychic arts department at Almythos Academy was intimately familiar with their old rivals, the psychic arts department at Themis Academy. In fact, they even sent people every year to gather intelligence on Themis Academy’s psychic arts students. Any Themis student with even a modicum of talent had their detailed records stored in Almythos Academy’s archives.

However, the first contestant Themis Academy sent out today was someone none of the Almythos instructors recognized!

When something is out of the ordinary, there must be something fishy going on!

Zhang Wen didn’t believe for a second that Themis Academy would be generous enough to send a weakling to their death in the first match! Coupled with the strange “mech duel” format Themis Academy had chosen this time, Zhang Wen felt that Themis Academy’s scheme was already unfolding before their eyes!

That unknown Themis psychic arts student might not have a high level of psychic ability, but when it came to operating mechs, he definitely had his own unique skills!

Even though Zhang Wen’s relationship with Katerina and Elena was strained, he didn’t want the psychic arts department to suffer a crushing defeat. After all, Zhang Wen’s life and future were now firmly tied to Almythos Academy—their rise and fall were his own. Moreover, Juliette was also a member of the psychic arts department. No matter how much Zhang Wen wished for Katerina and Elena to face misfortune, he didn’t want Juliette to be dragged down with them.

Unfortunately, there was nothing Zhang Wen could do for Juliette at the moment. Due to past events, his relationship with the psychic arts department had already deteriorated to the point of no return.

Besides, on the surface, Luther’s advantage was still quite apparent. His psychic energy was far stronger than his opponent’s, and his skills in psychic manipulation had been honed through extensive training. Operating the machine was much easier for him than it was for the Themis student. The blue mech under Luther’s control moved significantly faster than its red counterpart.

In the several rounds of engagement, Luther had always been the aggressor. The red mech from Themis Academy wobbled several times, looking as though it could be knocked down by Luther at any moment.

Even if Zhang Wen were willing to set aside his grievances and warn the psychic arts department about the opponent’s trap, he would likely only be seen as jealous or cursing them.

“No choice,” Zhang Wen shook his head somewhat helplessly and turned his attention back to the arena.

At this moment, under Luther’s relentless attacks, the red mech representing Themis Academy had been forced into a corner. Seeing that his opponent had no way out, Luther finally let out a sigh of relief.

To control the massive machine beneath him, Luther had exerted all his strength. The immense drain on his psychic energy made him wonder if the machine would completely deplete his psychic reserves if the match dragged on for a few more minutes.

Fortunately, it was all over now. Focusing intently on his cornered opponent, Luther gathered all his concentration and delivered the final blow.

However, just as Luther confidently expected his heavy punch to knock his opponent to the ground, the Themis student controlling the red mech suddenly seemed to make an operational error, causing the red mech to flail and collapse toward Luther.

And, as luck would have it, the flailing arm of the red mech managed to entangle Luther’s heavy punch! As a result, under the red mech’s pull, Luther also lost his balance. The two massive machines collapsed to the ground simultaneously under the force of gravity, shaking the training hall as if it were trembling.

What left the psychic arts instructors of Almythos Academy utterly dumbfounded was that, after both mechs fell, the red mech from Themis Academy happened to land on top of the blue mech controlled by Luther!

Next, like Joe Anderson struck by a wallet falling from the sky, the Themis student naturally wouldn’t let such a golden opportunity slip away. He desperately controlled the red mech to entangle Luther, preventing him from getting up during the referee’s ten-second countdown.

“Wow! I won! Haha! I won!” As soon as the referee’s countdown ended, Joe Anderson jumped out of the red mech’s control room, shouting with ecstasy as he ran into the crowd of Themis Academy students, jumping and cheering.

With such an “unexpected” victory, the Themis Academy supporters in the training hall naturally erupted in jubilation. For a moment, the excited whistles and cheers of the audience filled the entire hall.

Even as Luther climbed out of his mech’s cockpit, a sharp, vulgar shout suddenly erupted from the stands: “Fuck them! Kill those southern bastards!”

“Whoo!”

The audience member’s language was crude, but at this moment, all the Themis Academy supporters around him cheered loudly.

In stark contrast to the surrounding audience and Themis Academy’s side were the members of Almythos Academy’s psychic arts department. Katerina, the head instructor of the psychic arts department, was now livid, while the other psychic arts instructors stood dumbfounded, still unable to process the shock of Luther’s unexpected defeat.

“This… this…” After a long while, one of the psychic arts instructors finally stammered, opening his mouth. But faced with such a humiliating defeat, what could he say?

Blame Luther for not giving his all? Or complain that luck wasn’t on their side tonight?

In the end, none of the Almythos Academy martial arts instructors said much. After all, from any angle, Luther’s defeat was just an unfortunate accident. As long as they were careful enough in the following matches, a 3-2 victory was still within reach.

“They still haven’t learned their lesson,” Zhang Wen shook his head again, glancing worriedly at Juliette.

Luther’s defeat had made the atmosphere in the martial arts department even more tense than before, but Zhang Wen could see that those self-important martial arts instructors still hadn’t realized they had fallen into Themis Academy’s carefully laid trap.

Amid the cheers of the enthusiastic audience, the referee didn’t give Almythos Academy much time to reflect. They quickly announced the start of the second match.

However, perhaps after witnessing Luther’s unexpected defeat in the first match, the Almythos Academy instructors wanted to avoid another accident. The second representative from Almythos Academy wasn’t Juliette, as Zhang Wen had expected, but another senior student with more competition experience.

Watching Juliette standing at the edge of the rest area, her face filled with tension, Zhang Wen couldn’t help but frown. Although Zhang Wen didn’t want to face Elena and Katerina’s unpleasant expressions again, as a man, there were some things he had to do.

“Juliette!” Without much thought, Zhang Wen made up his mind, stood up, and walked straight into the psychic arts department’s rest area, stopping in front of Juliette.

“Mr. Zhang?” Juliette looked up in surprise.

“Juliette, Luther’s match wasn’t lost because of bad luck,” Zhang Wen stared into Juliette’s eyes, speaking solemnly. “Themis Academy proposed a mech duel for a reason. You need to be careful in the next match. If possible, even if it means taking some risks, you should use your full strength from the start to try and knock your opponent down. If you try to play it safe and engage in a drawn-out battle, you’ll only fall into Themis Academy’s trap.”

“Ah? … Oh!” Under Zhang Wen’s serious gaze, Juliette couldn’t help but nod. Then she noticed that the surrounding psychic arts instructors were all looking at her and Zhang Wen with strange expressions.

Zhang Wen’s words, though seemingly directed at Juliette alone, were spoken loudly enough for everyone in the psychic arts department to hear. After finishing, Zhang Wen turned and left without hesitation, returning to the martial arts department’s territory.

This was all Zhang Wen could do to warn the psychic arts department. Even if he stayed in their rest area, trying to convince those proud psychic arts instructors that Luther’s defeat wasn’t a fluke, it would only backfire. Besides, Zhang Wen wasn’t the type to grovel for others’ approval.

As long as Juliette took his advice to heart, that was enough. As for how much the rest of the psychic arts department listened, Zhang Wen couldn’t control, nor did he care to.

“Hmph! Fearmongering.”

“What fearmongering? I think that guy just came over to spread negativity! No! He’s deliberately trying to shake our morale!”

“Hmph! That bastard knows his martial arts department has no hope, so he’s trying to drag our psychic arts department down with him!”

As soon as Zhang Wen left the psychic arts department’s territory, the instructors began to angrily vent. Clearly, Zhang Wen’s words had fallen on deaf ears. Most people who are used to being arrogant have this flaw—the more critical the situation, the less they’re willing to listen to anyone’s advice.

A mere substitute instructor from the martial arts department, and from some backwater academy like Moore Academy at that—what could he possibly know about psychic arts?

Amid the instructors’ heated complaints, the psychic arts students, who had initially felt a bit uneasy after hearing Zhang Wen’s words, soon also dismissed his arguments with disdain.

Although Juliette wanted to tell her peers that Zhang Wen wasn’t the type to disregard the bigger picture, under the unanimous contempt of everyone around her, she could only bury her worries and doubts in her heart.

Soon, the second match between Almythos Academy and Themis Academy’s psychic arts departments began. And the course of this match was almost identical to the first.

The Almythos Academy representative once again held the offensive initiative from start to finish, but just as they were about to push their opponent to the brink, they once again fell to a “lucky strike” from the Themis student.

The psychic arts department’s second defeat sent the entire training hall into a frenzy. With Themis Academy’s ace, Selene, yet to take the stage, Themis Academy had already taken a 2-0 lead! It was almost certain that Themis Academy had victory in their grasp!

On the other hand, the martial arts department’s rest area at Almythos Academy was completely silent. From Katerina down, everyone stared blankly at the blue mech pinned down by their opponent in the arena, unable to speak. Even when the referee came over to urge Almythos Academy to quickly send out their third contestant, the psychic arts instructors remained silent.

“Go!” Finally, it was Zhang Wen who walked over and patted Juliette on the shoulder.

“Mm!” Juliette bit her lip hard, raised her head, and walked out of the rest area.

“Boo!” The audience on Phila Planet didn’t care if Juliette was the daughter of Governor Termiso. Seeing Almythos Academy delay so long before sending out their third contestant, they didn’t hesitate to unleash deafening boos.

Facing the boos of thousands of spectators, even seasoned veterans of the arena often couldn’t withstand such immense psychological pressure. At the Casares Arena, Zhang Wen had seen more than one bounty fighter crumble under the audience’s jeers.

However, under the crushing pressure that could overwhelm many a seven-foot-tall man, Juliette seemed completely unfazed, walking steadily to the center of the arena, shaking hands with her opponent, and then climbing into the blue mech that had already been battered twice.

Before the match began, Juliette glanced at Zhang Wen once more. When she turned her gaze away, there was already a newfound determination in her eyes.

Right at the moment the referee’s mouth uttered the word “Start,” Carrie, just as Zhang Wen had instructed, threw herself at her opponent without hesitation.

At that moment, Carrie, exerting her utmost strength, unleashed power absolutely no less than Luther’s. Driven by her full force, the massive blue robot actually leaped into the air after forcefully stepping off the ground, just like a hawk swooping down directly at the opposing red machine!

“Huh?!” The audience in the training hall hadn’t even had time to express their astonishment before the match had already ended. The blue machine controlled by Carrie landed a fierce punch that sent the red machine flying backward more than ten meters!

The audience’s murmurs of disbelief in the training hall abruptly ceased with Carrie’s decisive strike. None of them had ever imagined that the frail girl who had just stepped onto the stage carried such fierce determination within her delicate frame!

“Uh… ah… This round goes to Almystis Academy,” the officer serving as referee clearly hadn’t expected such a swift and crushing defeat for Taimis Academy. He stared in shock for quite a while before realizing what had happened and hastily announced Almystis Academy’s victory, stammering slightly.

“There’s still a chance! We still have opportunities!” Carrie’s clean and decisive victory acted like a shot of adrenaline for the otherwise gloomy Almystis Academy’s Psychic Arts Division. The previously pale-faced and speechless psychic arts instructors suddenly sprang back to life, shouting excitedly at each other.

The two upcoming psychic arts students naturally found themselves pulled aside by the instructors for countless reminders and instructions. Although Seline had not yet appeared on stage, if Taimis Academy could defeat Almystis Academy’s ace with two relatively unknown students, why couldn’t Almystis Academy’s official representative pull off an upset against Seline?

If they could defeat Seline, the highly anticipated star of Taimis Academy, in the match, then their previous losses wouldn’t seem so significant anymore!

As if hearing the prayers of Almystis Academy’s psychic arts instructors at Taimis Academy, in the fourth match, they sent forth their hidden ace—Seline—who had been kept under wraps until now.

At the mention of Seline’s name, instructors from Almystis Academy’s Psychic Arts Division immediately became energized, swarming around the fourth contestant about to take the stage, fervently giving him instructions amidst flying saliva.

“Don’t be afraid! That Seline is only around the ninth level anyway. Controlling such a massive machine, the level she can display isn’t that much different from ours! Once you get on stage, just do exactly what Carrie did earlier—discard all distractions and go all out in one powerful strike! Aim for an instant victory!”

At this point, the psychic arts instructors no longer cared about competing with Zhang Wen. Seeing the valuable victory Carrie’s technique had brought them, they immediately placed all their hopes on it.

“Okay, okay, I understand,” finally replied Carl, the fourth contestant from Almystis Academy, after the instructors’ endless instructions, stepping out of the waiting area at the referee’s urging.

After exchanging greetings with the still-cold Seline, Carl sat into the cockpit of the blue machine.

Frankly speaking, Carl, being selected as a representative of Almystis Academy’s Psychic Arts Division, was truly an exceptional young psychic among his peers, both in terms of ability and psychological resilience.

Even under the immense pressure imposed by the instructors, Carl firmly remembered their instructions. At the exact moment the referee announced the start of the match, he employed the exact same tactic as Carrie.

The massive blue machine rushed forward a few steps, then leaped into the air with all its might, lunging straight toward Seline’s red machine.

As Carl’s blue machine leaped, nearly everyone in the training hall held their breath. Even General William, who usually looked down on psychic arts competitions, couldn’t help but focus intently on the two massive machines at the center of the arena.

From the moment the blue machine leapt into the air until it lunged forward and threw a punch at the red machine, almost no time had passed at all. However, just as everyone was nearly convinced that Seline would end up like the previous Taimis student, collapsing under Almystis Academy’s all-out strike, the red machine suddenly moved.

With an agile motion almost impossible to believe, it leaped backward, spun mid-air, and flawlessly dodged the blue machine’s attack. Then, before Carl’s blue machine could land, the red machine had already completed a roll. As it landed, its slightly bent legs suddenly extended like springs. The entire machine shot forward like an arrow, its right fist striking precisely into the blue machine’s abdomen.

Boom! Carl’s blue machine was literally sent flying sideways by Seline’s punch, spinning through the air before crashing into the protective wall at the edge of the arena.

“Whoa!” After a brief silence, Taimis Academy’s Training Hall No. 7 erupted once again in thunderous cheers. By any measure, Seline’s performance had been simply flawless and breathtaking!

With Seline’s perfect display, the final match between Almystis Academy and Taimis Academy became utterly insignificant. The morale of Almystis Academy, already heavily damaged, seemed to vanish entirely, and they lost yet another round without much resistance.

The crushing 4-1 defeat plunged Almystis Academy’s psychic arts division rest area back into complete silence. Meanwhile, the supporters of Taimis Academy in the training hall had already started celebrating enthusiastically.

If even Almystis Academy’s most proud Psychic Arts Division had fallen at the feet of Taimis Academy, who would still take their Physical Combat Division—known for its weakness—seriously?

“What do you think?” Zhang Wen, back in the Physical Combat Division’s rest area, smiled as he turned his gaze toward the three students beside him, the deafening cheers from outside the rest area almost seeming like they could tear the roof off.

“Hmph! That’s what makes it exciting!” Zack ground his teeth, flashing a fierce grin.

“Good! Let them cheer for now. It’s our turn next.” Zhang Wen’s smile gradually widened as he pushed open the door of the rest area.