ement, the first match of the round robin for Class Zero officially began. 。Suddenly, Bi raised his right hand, a surge of gray light emanating from it. With circles of soul rings rising beneath his f..."First-class combat readiness" 。Repetition, first-level combat readiness 。"Lock on target, await command!"

The whirring of the soul conductor echoed across the northern lands.

On a sea surface covered with vast swathes of ice, long-range cannons from three major fleets all aimed at the distant horizon. 。Quietly waiting. 。Everyone is waiting for the arrival of this important moment. 。This might also be a moment of life and death for mankind!

Dong Zi'an was at the forefront of the Western Army Corps defense line. His crimson werewolf mecha was so conspicuous.

Let every Western soldier be able to see clearlybecause you would directly become a target. They quickly made a series of evasive maneuvers. 。But when he saw that Tang Wulin's plane was already flying away on the radar, it was too late to chase aft...