“He’s my Disciple.” Lan Jue’s response was simple and straightforward.
Upon hearing this, the surprise in Wang Hongyuan’s face slipped away, and he nodded. “Yeah, that makes sense. You’re both a couple of bastards.”
Lan Jue frowned. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
Wang Hongyuan smiled ruefully. “You’re a God-ranked mecha pilot. Teaching etiquette. In a mecha research school. What do you think?”
“Ehm…”
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The two combatants entered the arena.
They were two identical saber mechas, composed of titanium-alloy plating. Beyond their standard loadout, there was nothing else for these suits to rely on. They were the suits used by instructors for teaching mecha control systems.
As DreamNet was no longer employed as the judge, two new figures were enlisted for the job; Wu Junyi, and Shi Jiujiu.
The combat arena was a good distance from the audience bleachers, so again the large screens were turned on for a closer look.
