Longevity Martial Arts: I have a Mysterious Water Snake Avatar-Chapter 528 - 407 Finally Opened!_3

"Oh? And just who is this Luo Kexin, to be treated with such respect?"

"You don’t know Luo Kexin? She is the granddaughter of the chairman of Penguin Group, cultivated by numerous Mecha design masters from a young age and hailed as the Heavenly Talent destined to one day design an eighth-tier ice Mecha!"

"..."

The people in the live broadcast room and the stadium were all enthusiastically discussing Mu Shang and Luo Kexin; even the Mecha designers in the waiting room’s meeting hall were nervously paying attention to them. After all, no one wanted their partner to encounter the formidable Killing God, Mu Shang, right at the start of the competition and be eliminated.

At this moment, Hong Yuan glanced to the far left. There sat a beautiful young girl wearing black-framed glasses and a high ponytail, clad in a little white dress—Luo Kexin! Right then, Luo Kexin was supporting a black notebook with her left hand, holding a pen in her right, scribbling and sketching in the notebook, which was pointed right at the Forest Elf designed by Hong Yuan!

She’s a somewhat interesting little girl... Hong Yuan drew back his gaze, the corners of his mouth curling slightly.

For such a seeded team, he naturally had done his research. And not just research; he had researched them thoroughly. After all, one was a mecha fighter with exceptional skills, and the other a genius Mecha designer from a wealthy family. Perhaps laymen did not understand Luo Kexin’s formidable skills, but this clearly did not include Hong Yuan. The Penguin Group might openly be a slightly larger supergroup, but after Hong Yuan delved deeper, he understood just how terrifying the group’s influence was. Thus, he regarded the pair of Luo Kexin and Mu Shang with considerable importance. If not for the conclusion that the Forest Elf could take down their team, Hong Yuan would have even considered using underhanded tactics to force the two out of this "Meta-Universe Mecha+" competition at Flame Dragon University.

...

Very soon.

Once all the participating mecha fighters logged into the Meta-Universe and entered the relevant virtual battlegrounds, the competition was finally about to begin. However, in such a tense moment, the host read out the script prepared by the admissions office of Flame Dragon University rather leisurely.

"Flame Dragon University, a key university with a thousand-year heritage, boasts a strong faculty and a beautiful environment..."

After doing the work of the admissions office, the host then took out a small white card, looked at it, and explained the rules of the competition again.

"After a long wait, hundreds of Mecha designers have completed their designs, and hundreds of Mecha fighters have finished synchronizing with their new Mecha."

"Now, at this moment, it’s time for a head-to-head, a tough and fierce confrontation, to showcase the splendor of each Mecha."

"Of course, this competition requires rankings."

"The selection rules for our school’s ’Meta-Universe Mecha+’ competition..."

"Under the pursuit of the poison circle, the last three Mecha pilots to survive will secure the three qualification spots for their teams."

"Further, these three qualifying teams will represent our university at the national ’Meta-Universe Mecha+’..."

"..."

Looking at the big screen, Hong Yuan couldn’t help but stroke his chin, a trace of intriguing amusement flickering in his eyes.

These rules are actually quite simple, just like a "battle royale" game.

But unlike a "battle royale" game, the contestants can only rely on their own Mecha... and perhaps, also on the natural environment?

Because Hong Yuan saw that the competition had begun.

The participating players piloted their Mecha into a vast expanse of starry sky. Mecha were present in all five major areas: East, South, West, North, and Central. And in addition, quite a few brutal Star Beasts and spatial turbulence were charging at the Mecha, a truly spectacular sight.

Mecha... Stars... Beasts...

Turbulence... Slaughter... Strategy...

For some reason, Hong Yuan felt a hint of excitement stirring within him, and he sat up a little straighter.