69 God’s Rhythmn

The force exerted when piloting a mech was very comfortable on the muscles. However, it was difficult to implement it in CT and hence could not be felt. To a fighter, enduring this force was another kind of satisfying experience.

As abnormal as it was, this was the spirit of a true soldier.

There were bursts of laments and chatter in the stadium. What was happening? Was it even possible that Ares College had no one left? Why was this kid dawdling about?

Wang Zheng randomly swung the mech's legs. His action looked hilarious, resembling a puppet.

At the end of the day, the commentator was still a member of Ares College and thus was quite forgiving of his actions.

"Seems like Wang Zheng needs to warm up. Since he's the last one to enter the stadium, can everyone give him a round of applause?"

Deep down, however, he wondered if this chap would instead run away from the stadium and oncoming battle…

The stadium resounded with applause.