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Qiao Ting stared at Zhao Jun's group of three surrounding his team member with cold eyes. Lingtian No.4 and Lingtian No.5's control skills could only be described as passable — Qiao Ting reckoned they were not from the same team before this and so had nothing much in terms of rapport. This was also why his team member had not been put at a disadvantage even though he was up against two opponents. Meanwhile, Zhao Jun was also trying to instruct them. Even though his tone was terrible, he was not taking any action, and everything he said was targeting his two teammates' mistakes.
Seeing that Zhao Jun's attention was fully engaged on the three fighting mecha, Qiao Ting knew that his opportunity had come!
Qiao Ting was confident that he could defeat Zhao Jun easily even in a frontal attack and obtain victory. However, he would need to spend more time to do so. Qiao Ting did not want to waste any time, so he chose a method which could kill the enemy in one move — while Zhao Jun was distracted and unprepared, he would launch a sneak attack and kill him instantly.

Caught off-guard, a special-class mecha would be completely unable to withstand even one attack from an ace mecha, and this was precisely the ultra-effective attack Qiao Ting was aiming for.

On the battlefield, Zhao Jun's group of three were currently completely oblivious to the incoming danger, but the spectating cadets could see very clearly that Qiao Ting had already silently drawn his beam saber and was coiled like a hunting cheetah preparing to strike.

That special-class mecha of Lingtian's was in danger! This conclusion surfaced in everyone's minds. Against an ace operator's sneak attack, they just could not see how a completely unprepared special-class mecha could survive.

It could be said that the key moment determining the ultimate outcome of this fight was about to come ...

Right at this moment, Qiao Ting's eyes lit up. Having long been prepared to attack, he suddenly burst forth from his hiding place like a hunting cheetah, the beam saber in his hands slashing right at Zhao Jun's back, aiming for the most defensively weak cockpit area.

"Ah!" Even though the spectating cadets had known this was coming, Qiao Ting's sudden action still made them cry out involuntarily. Zhao Jun had his back to Qiao Ting, and Qiao Ting's speed was already at the limits of what an ace mecha could achieve. He could truly be described to be moving as fast as thunder, as quick as lightning. It could be seen that Qiao Ting had no intentions of giving Zhao Jun any little chance of surviving. Was Zhao Jun really about to be finished off by Qiao Ting in one move?

The supporters of Lingtian could not bear to watch; they could not help but close their eyes. If Zhao Jun was kicked out of the match like this, there would be absolutely no chance for Lingtian to obtain victory after this. Everyone knew very well that Zhao Jun was the strongest one in Lingtian.

"Zng!" This was not the sound of a mecha being pierced but the sound of two energies of equal strength clashing. Those who had closed their eyes opened their eyes again in surprise, only to see incandescent sparks blooming between the two mecha, so blinding that white spots appeared in the vision of the spectating cadets. The whole scene was a bright sheet of white.

Luckily, the adaptive ability of the cadets' eyes was very strong. One to two seconds later, they had all regained their vision. Only then could they see the scene clearly.

As expected, Zhao Jun had not been killed by Qiao Ting in one blow. He still had his back to Qiao Ting, but his mecha was lowered in a half-kneel, shrinking his body height down by half. Furthermore, this action also allowed the half-drawn beam saber on Zhao Jun's back to perfectly intercept the attack Qiao Ting had launched at his cockpit.

The feedback from his mecha made Qiao Ting pause for only a moment. He knew that his attack had not succeeded as he had hoped — though he had no idea why Zhao Jun could block his strike so coincidentally, he also knew that he still had the upper hand. The opportunity could not be missed — without any hesitation, he raised his beam saber and swung it forwards viciously once more.