After Lin Fu took the lead and walked in front, Ji Xiucai whispered, "Don’t put pressure on Sister Fu. The reason so many people trust and admire her isn’t because her combat abilities tower over everyone else, but because of her genuine attitude towards cherishing life. Why try to change that?"
Anton pursed his lips and said nothing.
An explosion pierced through the darkness as a sneak attack commenced from the side.
"Damn it! Was that ion cannon tossed by the Military Academy? Damn it, aren’t such weapons prohibited in the freshman competition? They’re complete bastards for sneaking these weapons in and not protecting them properly."
Lin Fu saw the light of the ion cannon and her brow twitched, notifying her that she had to kill that person.
Let anyone dare to say that they from Elbert act with impunity; even their brazenness wouldn’t bring such weapons into team matches.
She immediately shouted over the public channel, "Everyone, even if it means death, must destroy their weapons before dying. If they fall into enemy hands, they become aid to the enemy and spell death for our comrades."
After she spoke, without waiting for a response on the public channel, she spun around and charged forward.
The wind on Helheim Star grew fiercer, and snowflakes danced in the air, but Lin Fu felt no cold; her body was hot, her blood was hot, and the ion cannon was even hotter.
At this moment, she once again entered a mysterious state of heightened concentration, making everyone feel as if they were watching elusive leaves fluttering everywhere in the sky.
The light flames formed by Purple Moon were incessant, intertwining into a net in the sky.
The team advanced swiftly. No one lagged behind; even those who couldn’t keep up bit their teeth and endured.
To be left behind meant certain death.
And it would be a gruesome death.
Not only had Lin Fu’s Team One reached its maximum speed, but other teams were equally fast, some even racing alongside her, coordinating at times and separating at others, their tactics diverse and flexible.
"Wow, so fast!" Lan Yin bombarded a sneak attacker, looking distantly at the purple light brightening the night and envyec, "No wonder people hold Divine-level Weapons in such high regard. In situations without logistics support, only the energy of Divine-level Weapons remains unconsumed."
After speaking, she disdainfully glanced at the ion cannon in her hand, which would be no better than scrap metal once its energy was depleted.
Military combat knives were no different; their energy was also limited.
But the Purple Moon in Lin Fu’s hand wouldn’t be.
The young man fighting alongside Lan Yin glanced at her, "Lin Fu from Elbert swore over the public channel."
The public channel was also something Ivan and Qin Mo had spearheaded while Lin Fu was asleep, linking all reachable Military Academies, intended to enhance information exchange and mutual assistance.
That would depend on the relationships.
"Because of the ion cannon?" Lan Yin touched the ion cannon, found it hot from continuous use and nearing its limit, and checked its energy, only to find it lacking, which soured her mood even more. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novel⚑fire.net
"Yes," Lin Fu swore over the public channel about the ion cannon, which was lost by their Military Academy.
A scouting team had been ambushed, and all were annihilated, resulting in the loss of all their weapons.
"Oh!" Lan Yin responded indifferently, "Wait a bit, and she’ll swear even worse. It’s not just our Military Academy that has brought various banned weapons. She’s allowed to bring a Divine-level Mecha but doesn’t permit us to have something for self-defense."
There were many others who sensed something off, not just Lin Fu’s team, as many had detected abnormalities the moment the group stage location was set on Helheim Star.