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Tempest of Mecha Storm

In a bold endeavor to unravel the mysteries of the soul, the Solar System Alliance clandestinely established an organization of brilliance known as the Apocalypse Youth Class. This elite assembly drew together the most gifted young individuals from across the four federations of the solar system. However, their pursuit of knowledge was marred by a catastrophic incident that resulted in numerous casualties. The prime culprit was imprisoned, leading to the dissolution of the youth class and the sealing of their records, henceforth becoming a forbidden chapter in history. Five years later, the Tianjing Mech Academy for Mecha Warfare, having faced disappointment in the inter-solar system mecha competition, fortuitously welcomed the top student from the Asian district's mecha preparatory class, Tong Shen, heralding a period of rejuvenation. Yet, this was merely the beginning of a series of inexplicable events, with the epicenter surprisingly being an obscure second-year student. Mecha, the ultimate romance of man.

Skull Elf · Sci-fi
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Chapter 405: Centaur King_1

"Marlon is not up to much. I'm familiar with his skill level. At best, he will only reach the early stages of willful burn. He's honestly a bit of a babysitter. His combat skills are really the worst in the game." Tita shook his head, asserting that unless Li Hao is God with some sort of golden touch, ten Marlins would not be enough.

Growth and progress require earlier accumulation. The problem with Marlon is that his early accumulation is too poor. As a result, when others are progressing quickly, the gap widens. Marlon knows this, he's also trying hard, training a lot, but as the competition progresses, his confidence is being crushed even more.

If a little effort could represent everything, then why would we need talent?

"If they could change course now, I'm betting on Li winning it all." Huang Chao laughed, everyone's mental state was not bad, and the members of the Apocalypse were also very curious and eager to gossip.

"Where are you putting our boss, Sirian?"