Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy

"He's fainted!"

"Rong Cheng has fainted!"

"Ding Chuan Mad Dog actually fainted from anger!"

The news spread like the shockwave from a nuclear explosion, instantly sweeping through the hearts of all onlookers.

Seeing the noble young master lying on the ground devoid of any image, some couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement.

In that young man, they saw a spirit called vitality and sharpness!

This year's freshmen at Ding Chuan, impressive indeed.

The incident seemed like the definitive end of some deal, as Artwood calmly glanced at Mu Fan before leading the group of over a hundred Fighting Club members away.

Helping Gaoling Ze just once was more than enough for him; now, Artwood just wished to see Mu Fan as little as possible before graduation.

Long Er watched the slowly rising figure, his eyes undisguised with admiration.

"Mu Fan, have you really not considered joining our Fighting Club?"

The Furious Heavenly King himself was extending an invitation to Mu Fan!

Everyone was shocked at the scene.

But Mu Fan slowly shook his head; for him, being in one Mecha Club was enough.

He had never forgotten his purpose and dream: steel and drills, his dreams lay under the stars.

Moreover, according to his plan, he couldn't possibly stay within the academy all the time over the next four years. Only by using the academy as a base to explore the broader universe could he truly enhance his growth.

Seeing Mu Fan like this, Long Er chuckled without pressing further.

Indeed, Valkyrie had quite an eye; the decisiveness with which this kid handled things was rare.

The key thing was that his strength at such an age seemed unfathomable.

In this day and age, strength is the most important.

Having strength and showing off is awesome!

As for showing off without strength, Long Er curled his lip, looking at Rong Cheng lying on the ground without any grace, and casually cleaned his ear.

...That's just dumb!

"Feel free to come by for a chat. I'm usually at the Fighting Club's third exclusive training area. I think we'll have a lot to talk about. Anyway, keep it up, kid!"

Raising and bending his arm, the bulging muscles weren't a show of strength to Mu Fan but a signal of a man's challenge.

Mu Fan's eyes also shone; he smiled and nodded. The aura of this senior was dangerous and potent, definitely a great contact for practice.

Mu Fan immediately made plans in his heart to use this for future technique training.

"Thanks, Long Er Senior, I'll definitely come by."

"OK, my job here's done; I'll be off then." Waving his hand, Long Er turned his less pleasant look towards the five hesitant Fighting Club members, "Aren't you going to thank him for holding back? Otherwise, right now with all your dawdling, you'd be dead ten times over."

The five of them, faced with Long Er's matter-of-fact attitude, turned red.

If it weren't for you stopping us, we would've gone up already!

...Of course, not to fight, but to help Rong Cheng up.

But at this moment, they dare not utter another word, quickly bowing their heads and hurriedly helping Rong Cheng—who had fainted from anger—to his feet.

They moved out like a pack of defeated dogs.

The crowd silently parted to make way for them.

This was a treatment reserved for a "Hero," but not a hero; a heroic bear.

Fainting at such a moment, the timing was simply too perfect, perhaps better than anyone could achieve, albeit a bit cowardly.

"Badass, my Mu Fan, the might of the verbal barrage was truly terrifying."

White Hair clicked his tongue in amazement, his eyes shining frighteningly bright.

In his professional combat career, he had never seen such a flashy record. Usually, his trash talk would only make his opponent want to beat him even more.

He had to shamelessly follow the Expert and learn!

Gu Yunyou touched his nose, wondering... was this the end?

As for Shao Qi from the student council, after Youshi Wang's arrival, it was no longer his turn to speak.

After all, aside from being the vice president of the student council, Youshi Wang also held another title; she was the vice president of the Swordsmanship Club.

In a way, among those present, only Youshi Wang had any official connection with Mu Fan.

Youshi Wang's eyes and eyebrows, like shadows layered upon layers, seemed distant and serene.

The boys who stared at her perfect profile held their breath and even dared not speak loudly.

Wang Nuonuo puffed up her little mouth as she watched the Senior Sister, who seemed impeccable in both appearance and demeanor, walk up to Mu Fan.

Her heart felt stuffy and unhappy.

Hmph, when I said Wood was amazing earlier, none of you paid attention; now that you see Wood is amazing, you all flock around him!

So annoying, although this Senior Sister seems very likeable, I just can't help feeling unhappy.

Her lips pouted slightly, which almost made Chuchu, who glanced over inadvertently, laugh out loud.

So Chuchu nudged Wang Nuonuo, and when her best friend turned to look at her, she suddenly squeezed her eyes and then brushed her cheek.

So embarrassing!

That was the message Chuchu whispered to Wang Nuonuo.

Suddenly, the elf-like beauty blushed fiercely, quickly dipping her head. This was definitely not the time for horsing around with Chuchu, but her ears were perked up high, listening to the conversation on the other side with Mu Fan.

After all, whatever Mu Fan was discussing with the beautiful miss, she was very interested.

Oh, the troubles of a young girl under the starry sky~~

At seventeen years old, the cute girl was clearly facing a problem she hadn't even realized.

Youshi Wang stood still, and in that moment, even the wind seemed gentler, her expression one of surprise and curiosity, different from what anyone had anticipated, "Weren't you worried just now?"

Her soft voice nearly made White Hair drool, while Wang Nuonuo crinkled her nose, looking displeased at the appealing Senior Sister.

"Why should I worry?" Mu Fan raised an eyebrow.

In Youshi Wang's world, the strongest and most admirable person was her brother, Youshi Jun.

Recalling something her brother once said, Youshi Wang gently inquired, "Someone once said that in this world, what you see is always the surface. The more you delve into this vast world, the more you realize your own insignificance. If you blindly charge ahead, you are likely to end up battered and bruised."

The meaning of her words was clear – was Mu Fan heedlessly brave, or did he really understand...

Everyone who was still at the scene quietly awaited Mu Fan's answer.

Mu Fan smiled and lowered his head to look at his hands.

His palms opened slightly, and his voice rang out in that moment, resonating like a great tolling bell, moving anyone who heard it.

"To break through all obstacles with strength... that is my dream!"

The young man's brilliant smile bloomed, and his vibrant, spirited face lifted.

At that moment, his proud silhouette was deeply etched into the hearts of many.

The students from Ding Chuan who had also overcome numerous obstacles to get there raised their heads, as if Mu Fan's words had echoed their own sentiments.

This was the true demeanor of core students!

Wang Nuonuo's eyes welled with tears, her excited eyes even shimmering with moisture.

From the moment they met, the young man was innately proud.

This was the grown-up I knew!