It's Not Easy To Be a Man 210+

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HALF STEP TO GOD-REALM??

Once the First Men's Military Academy's debut ended, this marked the end of the Mecha Grand Tournament's opening ceremony. Everyone patiently waited for the next event.

At this time, at the centre of the main venue, 100 arenas of equal sizes slowly rose up from the floor. The appearance of these arenas represented the official start of this Mecha Grand Tournament, and the first event to take the stage was the traditional item — physical combat.

"Now, may the participating members of each school advance to the arena number as indicated by the organisers for the scheduled match-ups!" prompted the host.

Seated in his own place, Qi Long suddenly felt his communicator vibrate. He opened it and saw that a message from the organising committee had been delivered. He was actually arranged to be the first to fight at arena 17, and he was also the first one from the First Men's Military Academy to fight in the physical skills combat to be up.

He quickly informed his boss and then rushed over to arena 17 to prepare for his match.

This time, there were five people from the First Men's Military Academy who were participating in physical combat. The other four were from Leiting, Tianji, Wuji, and Dwotong respectively.

Wu Jiong watched worriedly as Qi Long went to his arena and asked uneasily, "Qi Long going up ... will it be okay?" The physical skills competition of the Mecha Grand Tournament was a place where all the best and brightest of physical skills prodigies of the Federation were gathered. There was even one military academy specializing in physical skills, whose specific purpose was to cultivate physical skills prodigies. Although Qi Long's physical skills were very strong, he was still somewhat lacking when compared to these prodigies among prodigies.

At this thought, he could not help but cut a glance at Ling Lan. "Boss Lan, the one best suited for the physical skills competition in our Lingtian is actually you. Why did you choose to send Qi Long instead of going yourself?"

Ling Lan glanced calmly at Wu Jiong and said, "Qi Long's physical skills just happens to be at a bottleneck. A competition like this will be very beneficial in spurring a breakthrough. Also, don't you think it would be bullying the others too much if I went up there?"

Even though not many knew about her breakthrough to Domain, even when she had been a half step to Domain, she was already unbeatable to anyone below Domain stage. Fighting against these people at Qi-Jin stage would indeed be rather unsporting. Of course, Ling Lan would not really mind this — the true reason why she was not participating was her problem with her force of presence. She was afraid that in the arena, any slip in her control might end up in disaster. But all of this was not something Ling Lan could tell Wu Jiong and the others. She could only bear it in silence and send Qi Long in her place, feigning some high-mindedness in the process.

Wu Jiong decisively turned his head aside — sob, sob, sob, Boss Lan, you're really too much! Wasn't he being just a little selfish, wanting his own academy to obtain a few extra first places? Did he deserve such contempt?

Fine ... here was yet another clueless child who had been deceived by Ling Lan!

Qi Long's luck was excellent; his opponent could be considered a weaker one. Without expending much effort, Qi Long defeated his opponent and successfully advanced to the next stage. Perhaps because the opponent was too weak, Qi Long did not seem to have had enough fun fighting, so he was clearly rather moody when he returned to the group.

However, Qi Long's task for the day was done after his match ended. Now he just had to wait for the second day — once all the participants who advanced to the next round were determined, the mainframe would randomly assign them new opponents. Whether or not Qi Long could progress further would still require some luck. Only if he did not get matched up against those hot favourites to be the winning candidate would he have any chance.