In both the Mars and Earth livestream rooms, there was a moment of silence, clearly stunned by Wood Puppet's style of play.

The Kailong mech looked ahead at a 45-degree angle, standing on top of the sparking Skywolf mech. At this moment, Zhou Zhuo and the others felt a blazing fire in their hearts.

This was the boundless ambition they longed for, the majestic presence that Earth, as the birthplace of humanity, should possess.

Wood Puppet won!

"Brothers, let's cheer for Wood Puppet God! He can fulfill all our imaginations!" Zhou Zhuo spread his arms and roared. It was so cool, so amazing, so exhilarating. This was a victory he could only experience but never imagine.

Zhou Zhuo's livestream room consisted mostly of virtual players who were now completely ignited. The battle didn't feel like it required much skill, but it was incredibly satisfying, an indescribable feeling.

"I can affirm that Wood Puppet God is an Earthling. I'll save the reasons for later, but there will be a detailed explanation. I want to say this: although Torres isn't well-known, his strength is incredibly powerful. He represents the new generation of ROM, and he has already achieved 35 consecutive victories recently. However, he met our Wood Puppet God. In simple terms, even at this level, Torres isn't worthy of facing Wood Puppet God's blade. It was solved barehandedly. Let me shout—awesome!" Zhou Zhuo shouted loudly, fully releasing his excitement. Although it was his first time, he fell in love with this kind of public expression, especially with the countless supporters in the barrage.

If in the past Zhou Zhuo was just alive, even when he was admitted to the Tianjing Mechanized Warfare News Department, it was to make his parents happy, making them feel relieved that he wouldn't end up unemployed. But at this moment, he felt "alive."

Looking at the barrage, filled not only with cheers for Wood Puppet God but also with praise for himself, Zhou Zhuo felt that he was no longer an unidentifiable passerby but truly understood the meaning of existence.

In South America, Robbie couldn't show any signs of defeat. He had a slight smile on his face. His older brother was his older brother, recognizing him right away and playing with him. If he really wanted to make a move...

Just thinking about his brother's past, Robbie couldn't help but shiver.

This kid from Mars probably didn't know that Li Hao was their ancestor. The reason for handling it this way was because of what happened back then. Mars people were double-faced, being neutral on one side and launching surprise attacks on the other. Robbie hated this the most.

In Fireboy's livestream room, it was chaotic. This loss was inexplicable. Clearly, Torres was too careless. What the hell was this? And the opponent's luck was too good, too disgusting. It made this guy succeed in showing off. He was super unhappy.

Fireboy cursed inwardly. This fucking nonsense! The assistant provided information, saying that Torres was strong and all that shit, but he was just a hairless piece of trash. He was worse than the previous Robbie. It was embarrassing and infuriating. However, his expression remained calm and composed. As a livestreamer, he knew very well how to handle this situation. No need to rush!

A livestream crisis?

Nonexistent!

The decisive kill shot was displayed.

As the Kailong mech backed off, it delivered a kick that directly hit the Skywolf's extended claw, bouncing back and impaling its own head.

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This was damn unlucky.

Fireboy cursed internally at his incredibly shitty luck. "Torres' luck is just too bad. He's still young, and failure will make him improve. However, here's what I want to say: Wood Puppet lacks manners. He discriminates against our ROM warriors. There are many ways to deliver the final blow, but he chose the most insulting stomp. Here, I appeal to the warriors of Mars to come out and defeat him. I, Fireboy, will continue to stay here and fight this person to the death!"

Fireboy's livestream room suddenly saw a flurry of gifts, and the number of followers began to climb. It had to be said that he hit the mark with a considerable portion of Mars people. Was Torres really that important?"It doesn't matter, but he is a Martian. Martians are the most concerned about face in the entire solar system. Let me put it this way, most Martians believe that Mars is the center of the universe."

Fireboy's move immediately made everyone ignore everything that happened before. Who dares to look down on Martians? Can such a person still survive in EMP?

On the other side, Wood Puppet had already kicked off his opponent, which was a routine move. However, after Fireboy's introduction, it became particularly eye-catching in the eyes of the Martians.

Fireboy's livestream entered the break time, and he lit a cigarette, crossing his legs. In just five minutes, the donations exceeded the income of a whole week, and his popularity soared to over 2.8 million. This was an unexpected gain. He wanted to continue targeting it!

In the training hall of the America Lion A-level Military Academy, Robbie's team members were engaged in intense discussions. They were originally in the midst of training, but they all came out upon hearing that their captain was defeated. They didn't expect this victory to be so simple. They enjoyed it, but it wasn't quite satisfying. The previous fight with Robbie was more exciting, especially the exchange of Yan Fei Fan against Reverse Yan Fei Fan. It was truly cool.

"Boss, is Torres really that weak?" Robbie's teammates were also present. They were originally worried that Robbie would be upset if he lost, but now Robbie seemed very happy.

Robbie shook his head. "This Torres is not weak at all. If he were placed in our team, as a newcomer, he might be able to challenge Nightshade."

Everyone was stunned, finding it hard to believe. Nightshade was a key figure cultivated by the Nangong and Ye families and was slated to be this year's Rookie King. They didn't expect her to go to the Tianjing Mechanized Warfare, although it was also good, but with her level, she could have easily gone to the best in USE. In fact, she could have even pursued further education at NUP, where her style would be more suitable, and then brought back the most advanced combat concepts.

"Really? I feel like this person is sometimes serious and sometimes nonchalant, but his luck is truly good. The rebounding titanium claw actually ended up impaling himself."

"Los, how many EMP matches have you played?"

"Over five thousand, why?"

"What have you ever seen such a coincidence?" Robbie said, tapping the other's head. "In mech close combat, what's most important?"

"Many things, like speed, proficiency, mech matchups, endurance..."

Robbie shook his head. "It's distance control. That's the biggest realization I had when fighting against NUP. Their light mechs have taken it to the extreme, causing us to expend a lot of energy in battle but actually unable to exert enough pressure."

Everyone frowned, half understanding and half not. Distance control was certainly important, but it was determined by factors such as speed and agility. Obviously, what Robbie was talking about wasn't just that.

What he meant was purely the sense of distance, based on "reading" the opponent. That was the terrifying aspect of his older brother.

If his older brother were present back then, they might not have dared to make a move at all.

"This sense of distance control is something that top experts must train in combat. But applying it to mech battles is something only very few people can do."

Robbie said that distance control was the true display of a seasoned mech pilot's skill. It required enough experience and talent to form a sense of distance, which was a habitual judgment based on sufficient proficiency. What he didn't say was that the step backward was the limit of predicting the attack of the Nightwolf, and the angle of the kick was the key to causing the impalement.

This indicated not only seeing through the opponent but also being very familiar with the Nightwolf mech, understanding the advantages and disadvantages of both mechs, joint torques, and so on. It wasn't a calculation made on the spot; it required enough proficiency to form a habitual judgment.

He didn't mention all of this because even he couldn't do it.

"Brothers, stop watching and start training. S11 is definitely our USE era, our era. We can't fall behind!"

After S10, Robbie was inherently pessimistic. Not to mention NUP, ROM was also producing talented individuals. Earth's average level was not bad, but it was already falling behind in top-level training. It didn't have the technical prowess of NUP or the ruthlessness of ROM. Even in terms of talent, the Titans were beginning to show their brilliance. S11 stopping NUP?

With what could they stop them? Even if they did stop them, it would probably be ROM going forward. There were a few great experts in the entire USE, but none of them were enough to lead everyone. Robbie, for one, refused to acknowledge the others.

But now things were different. Since his older brother had made a move, how could he lose face? Oh, those few... forget it, there's no need to remind them. They'll see it sooner or later.

Train harder!

After resting for a while, Li Hao prepared to continue fighting. Suddenly, he glanced at the top-left corner of his account, and his eyes widened...

This...

Why were there 2,500 credits in his EMP account?

Was he robbed?

Could something like this happen? Someone giving money?

He clicked on it and realized that it was a paid challenge. He would receive half of the challenge fee. Suddenly, Li Hao felt that he had missed out on millions and deeply reflected on his arrogance.

Ding dong, ding dong...

The previously despised and unknown sound suddenly became pleasant to the ears.

Li Hao selected a challenger, arranged them by score, and chose the one at the top.

Match Three: Wood Puppet vs. Dark DJ (ROM)

As soon as he accepted the challenge, the opponent spoke directly on the public channel:

"Wood Puppet, dare to fight me in the Martian Cave. If you don't dare, forget about this match. Be more humble in the future and don't be too arrogant. The world is vast, and you are small!"