Chapter 982 The Battle Royale Is over, the Limelight Is Overshadowed

"Damn... it's too strong!"

"Obviously... obviously the machine has not been modified to be too good."

"This level of operation is really terrible, it really brings out the performance of the machine perfectly..."

Gilbert and others have returned, and the battle has ended. Ricardo Fellini and others looked at the model fragments scattered on the platform in front of them, and the despair they just experienced lingered in their hearts for a long time.

After successfully advancing from the peripheral elimination round, they all spent a lot of time to modify their models. For example, Yasaka Masao's Demon King Skull Gundam and Ricardo Fellini's New Phoenix Gundam have appeared in one day, and the combat power has been improved a lot.

But... the opponent still uses a basic model that has not been modified much, which is very different from their model. There is no special ability. The opponent relies entirely on the understanding of the machine itself and the terrible operation technology, and they have no room to fight back.

For example, Nils Nilsson's Sengoku Astray Gundam, whether it is the twin katana that can change particles or the special move [Particle Power], are all excellent modifications. Even if the secret of the move is discovered in advance, it still has a significant advantage in the face of Gilbert's melee-specialized machine.

As a result... the sword energy of the samurai sword is like a toy in front of Gilbert, and every time [Particle Power] wants to show its ferocious fangs, it is blocked by the superb knight's lance, and the internal destructive energy can't be transmitted to the inside of the enemy body.

And Ricard Fellini's new Phoenix Gundam, although it has abandoned asymmetrical shooting and regained the ability to fly, but... Ricard Fellini doesn't dare to transform and take off!

As long as the new Phoenix Gundam has any intention to take off, the opponent will notice it at the first time, and then... the hook will be on the face.

Now, the only person who is still holding on on the field is the Star Creation Strike Gundam controlled by Reiji, but its condition is also quite poor.

Since Cornelia is also a melee-specialized machine, its main weapon is the two high-frequency vibration swords in its hands. It has no other beam weapons. The shield specially designed by Iori Makoto to absorb beam particles is useless, and the [Absorption System] and [Discharge System] are sealed.

In addition, Cornelia's fighting swordsmanship is also superb. After just one collision, Ling Si did not hesitate to activate the third system [RG System] as a trump card. Relying on a pair of [Build Fighting Iron Fists], he struggled to support under the shining cold sword. Now he has lost an arm, and a hideous cut spreads from the right shoulder to the left waist.

"Wow? Haven't given up yet? Good fighting spirit." Cornelia felt the fighting spirit from Ling Si, and the corners of her mouth curled up with interest. All her companions have been eliminated, and her situation has reached the point of despair, but she still maintains a fiery fighting spirit and is not defeated by despair. This is a rare quality.

If this world was not a peaceful world, and the Promise Corps did not intend to absorb any new members, Cornelia would have pulled Reiji into her knights.

"How could I give up? I haven't... lost yet!" Reiji roared passionately. Although his clothes were completely soaked with sweat and his physical strength and energy had been exhausted to the limit, he still had one last blow, a desperate blow.

"Watch it! [Build Fighter]!" The Star Build Strike Gundam burst into flames behind it, and rushed towards the Cornelia machine at a very fast speed, pulling back with a fist flashing with blue light, accumulating strength.

"Very good! I recognize you, Arian von Reiji Ashuna!" The fire in Cornelia's heart was also ignited by Reiji. Without any dodging or retreating, she operated the Cornelia machine to charge straight at the Star Build Strike Gundam.

"Let's face it..."

"...win or lose!"

"Swish!"

The two machines crossed each other and stopped moving on the ground. Cornelia crossed her swords in front of her, and the Star Strike Gundam kept punching.

The next second...

"Crack~Crack~"

"Boom~"

The blades of the two swords in Cornelia's hands shattered, leaving only the hilts.

The right arm of the Star Strike Gundam was shattered, and its body was chopped into several pieces and scattered on the ground.

"Damn... I still lost..." Although he knew the result early on, Ling Si was still unwilling to accept it. No matter how strong the opponent was, he would not fight with failure as the premise. In all battles, his goal was victory...

"Ling Si..."

"Ling Si is already very good."

"The Star Build Strike Gundam made by Iori is also very good, and Ling Si's operation is even better. It's just that the opponent is too strong."

"That's right, Ling Si, you don't have to be disappointed."

Iori Makoto, Yasaka Masao, Ricardo Fellini, Yuki Tatsuya and other friends came forward to comfort Ling Si.

"I'm fine." Ling Si shook his head and recovered.

"Not bad, kid, it's already amazing to be able to destroy my weapon. I'm optimistic about you." Cornelia brought Gilbert and others to Ling Si and said to Ling Si.

"Tsk, you still lost." Ling Si replied unhappily. Although he could see that Cornelia was not here to mock him, it was indeed uncomfortable to hear this. He fought Cornelia with the determination to ensure victory.

"Hahaha! Little boy, if you want to beat me, wait until next life!" With a hearty laugh, Cornelia left with her people.

"This big sister..." Looking at Cornelia's triumphant departure, Ling Si gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

"Okay, the first game is finally over, let's go too." Yuki Tatsuya said to everyone.

"Let's go, the model still needs to be repaired, really..."

"I feel that my production efficiency will rise sharply in this points race."

"I hope that the following projects will not all be battles, otherwise, I have to prepare a spare model."

"Let's go, I want to have a good rest now."

After the points race, the players did not continue to stay in the venue, and even did not care about the cheers of the audience and the ranking of the battle royale. On the one hand, they were really tired. Although there was only less than an hour of competition time, the consumption of physical strength and energy was really great; on the other hand, their models were all damaged, and they had to go back to repair them quickly, after all, there was a game tomorrow morning.

...

In the first event of the points race, the battle royale mode, the first place Iori Makoto & Ling Si, won 3 points, temporarily occupying the top of the points list.

The second place Nils Nielsen won 2 points.

The third place winner, Ricardo Fellini, received 1 point.

In theory, the first event of the points race is always the hottest and most attractive, because every world championship will have dark horses and some unknown players will stand out.

But this time, the audience around the world did not pay much attention to the contestants. After the battle royale ended, not many people discussed Iori Makoto and Reiji, and all the attention fell on the members of the Promise Legion.

"How can PPSE have so many monster-level model fighters?"

"I don't know. I just want to know why they don't participate. If they participate, it will be easy to win the championship, right?"

"What do you think... maybe it's because they are too strong and there is no suspense if they participate, so PPSE collects them together to give other players more opportunities?"

"Impossible? Even if PPSE is willing to do so, will those model fighters agree? That's the honor of the world champion!"

"Who knows? We don't know what conditions PPSE will offer. What if it is more attractive than the world championship?"

"That's right, but... they are all really amazing."

"Yes, and it's not just one or two people, but a group of people!"

"To be honest, I want to see the battle between them, it must be very exciting!"

"Yeah, yeah! I want to see it too!"

"Want to see +1!"

All kinds of discussions are flying around, some are curious, some are shocked, some are indifferent, and some are conspiracy theories, but these are just private talks. After all, no one can shake the position of PPSE in this world, and no matter how much you say, it will not affect PPSE.

That is to say, Yang Hui and his team were about to leave. PPSE was just a toy to them, and they didn't care at all.

Otherwise, anyone with a little business sense would know that at this time, they should take advantage of this heat to promote, expand the company's influence, and earn more profits.

As the owner of the company, Yang Hui was wearing sunglasses and drinking coffee with Cornelia in an open-air cafe near the competition venue, listening to the people around him talking.

"The heat is so high that it completely overshadows the contestants." Yang Hui teased Cornelia.

"Tsk, just for fun." Cornelia rolled her eyes under the sunglasses and pushed her sunglasses. "Although I don't pay much attention to business, I know that I should take advantage of the popularity to promote it vigorously, and that's you."

Cornelia's popularity is very high now, especially in the model fighter circle. Her majestic and domineering temperament, hot body, and beautiful face have attracted countless fans in an instant. However, there are still many people with different-colored hair in this world. Cornelia's beautiful purple long hair is not so conspicuous. When she puts it up and wears a pair of sunglasses, no one really recognizes her.

"Anyway, we are all leaving. What happens to this company in the future is none of our business."

"Bullshit, you are lazy!"

"You say it is." Yang Hui spread his hands.

"Have you found someone to inherit it?" Cornelia asked. Based on her understanding of Yang Hui, it is impossible for him to really ignore PPSE and model battles. Even if he wants to leave, he will hand it over to someone he recognizes.

"I guess so, but they are still a little immature now, but I feel relieved to leave it to them."

"Let me guess, that Nils Nelson?"

"Is it so easy to guess?"

"Haha, don't forget that intelligence is shared in real time." Cornelia smiled jokingly.

"Well, he is one, and only he can control the Paravsky particles." Yang Hui said with a smile.

"That's right, let's go, the coffee is finished, let's go somewhere else."

"Okay."

Just when Yang Hui and Cornelia got up and prepared to leave, a man who looked like a butler came to Yang Hui and Cornelia under the escort of two bodyguards.

"Excuse me, Mr. Yang Hui, Ms. Cornelia, my president would like to ask you two to move aside and talk."