After thinking about it carefully, Tang Wulin had started perfecting the designs for his mecha. Ling Wuyue had helped him a lot in this aspect.
As the Ace Mecha Master, Ling Wuyue's status in the army was even higher than Jiang Wuyue's.
Today, he and Ling Wuyue would be taking part in the knockout rounds. According to the rules, the contestants from the same branch in the competition would not face each other during the knockout rounds.
Flexing his mecha and brandishing his spear, Tang Wulin looked at his opponent.
Out of sheer coincidence, his number when he was fighting in the soul master battles was thirty-three. In the mecha battles, his number was sixty-six. That was easy to remember.
His opponent was also operating a melee mecha, but oddly, it did not have an offensive weapon. Instead, it held a shield, one that appeared very thick and heavy.
