"A Mad Lion isn't a Mad Lion if he isn't mad."

"The last courageous warrior of Earth."

"You only know if it's a lion or a cat after you've fought!"

The engine roared, and the Ares Gaze greatsword popped out. *Clang*, the mech casually grabbed it with one hand, while on the other side, the Armor Tiger held the Tyrant Spear.

Robbie grinned, his pupils instantly turning red. The Armor Tiger mech stomped toward the Ares Gaze, engine roaring.

In terms of conventional tonnage, the Armor Tiger S mech still suppressed the Ares mech. But this was Maxis. Maxis's Ares Gaze stood still, calmly awaiting the Armor Tiger's charge. No one thought Maxis was being arrogant. Back then, Maxis had swept the world with this Ares mech, a reign of despair. Frankly, Robbie posed almost no threat to him, and this "strange move" seemed less likely to succeed than something like Blood Sacrifice mech in the eyes of most.

The Armor Tiger arrived, Robbie's eyes firm as he gripped the Tyrant Spear. *Boom*.

*Clang*.

A burst of sound. Even Maxis frowned. The old Robbie didn't play these kinds of tricks. He was brave, but his moves were also flashy. This heavy, solid approach didn't seem like the Robbie of the past.

*Clang, clang, clang*.

The Tyrant Spear unleashed a fierce and domineering three-hit combo in an instant. The Ares Gaze's greatsword steadily blocked, but as soon as the third strike connected, a huge force came crashing down, and the Ares Gaze's center of gravity suddenly shifted. The Armor Tiger mech roared, performing a jumping spear strike in place, forcefully suppressing Maxis. Then came a series of rapid thrusts. The Tyrant Spear's wide, sweeping motions were full of Robbie's passionate fighting style, force against force. After all, the Tyrant Spear had an advantage over the greatsword.

Maxis's eyes flashed red. He wouldn't indulge Robbie's habits. The mech was under tight control, and the greatsword suddenly swept out.

*Boom*.

The two mobile suits exploded simultaneously. The landed Armor Tiger mech showed no signs of disarray, charging directly forward. The Tyrant Spear pulled back, twisting to release the thrust, the Tyrant Spear revolving around its waist, *whoosh, whoosh, whoosh*, like a giant serpent flicking its tongue, suddenly striking out.

*Clang*.

The Ares Gaze greatsword blocked accurately. The Armor Tiger took a step forward. *Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh*. A string of red lights shot toward the Ares Gaze. Maxis remained calm, the greatsword in his hand still methodically, quickly, and accurately blocking the Tyrant Spear's stabs.

The two sides engaged in a head-to-head confrontation, long spear against heavy sword, clashing wildly. The audience roared. Some professional players could see that Maxis was completely using Robbie as a training partner. The greatsword struck first, blocking the long spear's attacks. The strength of the greatsword technique lay not in defense but in attack. Maxis's defense was a kind of effortless, perfect technique.

Every step, every move, was as smooth and skillful as a painting.

*Boom*.

A powerful, sweeping attack was blocked by the Ares mech's horizontal block. Maxis pushed suddenly. In an instant, Maxis's counterattack had arrived. The heavy sword struck with an aura of cleaving the world in two. This was the Ares's move. It was simple, yet it possessed an irresistible suppression.

It was a battle of rhythm and power conversion, precisely what Robbie found most uncomfortable. The Tyrant Spear blocked, a huge force crashing down, but Robbie didn't retreat. The mech exerted force to deflect the heavy sword. The Armor Tiger was a heavy-armor mech, after all, and wouldn't suffer a loss. The Tyrant Spear spun, wildly deflecting the heavy sword, *whoosh*…

A spear thrust out. The Ares Gaze dodged with a sideways shift. It couldn't retreat. The long spear relied on the advantage of controlling distance and change. Retreating wouldn't evade the attack. The Tyrant Spear swept across. At this moment, the Ares mech retreated, and the Armor Tiger mech propped itself up with the long spear, the engine roaring, delivering a direct kick to the Ares Gaze in an instant. *Boom*…

Maxis blocked, still without any openings. Robbie's Armor Tiger mech suddenly spun around, trying to use a spinning kick?

Maxis opened up some distance again, raising the greatsword. The Armor Tiger mech spun halfway, landed, propped itself up, and connected with a second spin. *Boom*… sending Maxis's Ares Gaze flying!

Capoeira spinning kick!

Such a delicate technique, yet executed with a heavy-armor mech. The Tyrant Spear followed closely, in an instant, the distance seemingly extending, striking toward the Ares mech as it flew backward. The greatsword blocked in front of the chest at the last possible moment.

*Clang*.

The Ares Gaze was knocked away, gliding for a while before landing.

Robbie, holding the Tyrant Spear, didn't pursue. He couldn't achieve Li Hao's domineering spear technique. The attack style that integrated South American martial arts was a style of madness. It had achieved some results, but it still couldn't do anything to Maxis. He knew that Maxis had defended against that perfect spinning kick when it connected, deliberately dissipating the force and flying backward. His combos were just probes, and he didn't dare to go deep.

Courage was only the outward appearance of the top players in the Apocalypse.

The corners of Maxis's mouth curled into a smile. Robbie's changes were interesting. He wasn't losing his head, but that wasn't nearly enough.

*Boom*.

The engine roared. The mech was under tight control. The Ares Gaze strode toward the Armor Tiger, simply hacking with the sword. In an instant, countless methods flashed through Robbie's mind, but in the end, there was only one. This was Maxis's unique skill, making his opponents always feel like they could only take the attack head-on.

The Tyrant Spear met it.

*Boom*.

The heavy sword and Tyrant Spear clashed. The next second, the huge Armor Tiger was shaken back two steps. Before it could recover, the heavy sword was already chopping down. Regardless of power, speed, control, especially the final effect of the moves, Maxis was still in a crushing position.

*Boom*.

The Armor Tiger mech was directly forced to kneel on one knee. Immediately following, a kick came. The Armor Tiger mech had no room to dodge and was directly kicked over. The heavy sword chopped down.

The Tyrant Spear blocked, the heavy sword pressed down. *Bang*.

The ground exploded. The mech made a creaking sound. When Ares Maxis launched his attack, the battle was basically over.

"Cool for only three seconds!"

"I thought there was a little hope just now. It seemed a bit like a puppet show."

"What are you talking about? Can the stuff on EMP compare to the S-League? When could the high scores on EMP be mentioned in the same breath as the S-League? Besides, take a look at who his opponent is!"

If it continued like this, the match would be over. Robbie's crimson light exploded, instantly entering Burning Will. Immediately following, flames soared into the sky. The fallen Armor Tiger mech suddenly wrapped its legs around the Ares Gaze, trying to trip it, but the Ares mech had already pulled away.

The Armor Tiger mech flipped up and bounced to its feet, the Tyrant Spear burning with raging flames, red light covering the entire Armor Tiger mech.

"Robbie, you're wasting my time," Maxis said calmly.

"You won't know until we fight!"

*Tap tap tap tap tap tap*. The Armor Tiger mech directly maxed out its speed, a burst of sound, a direct flash attack—Flame Tornado Spear!

The Tyrant Spear, empowered by the power of flames, reigned supreme, striking at the Ares Gaze with all its might.

*Boom*.

The full-power strike of the Tyrant Spear was completely blocked by the Ares Gaze. Facing the suppression of the heavy armor, Maxis didn't even bother to evade. Maxis, scorched by the power of flames, didn't react at all. The greatsword swung violently, and his left hand flashed out like lightning, grabbing the Armor Tiger mech's left arm. A huge force crashed down. The mech creaked, and the Armor Tiger mech was directly flung into the air. The giant sword slashed over.

The Armor Tiger's titanium shield immediately blocked.

*Buzz*.

A burst of sound, red flames exploding. The Armor Tiger mech was blasted away dozens of meters, directly crushing a patch of giant ferns, rolling several times.

The entire arena went silent. It couldn't be said that Robbie was weak, but after all, he was one of the best in the USE, consistently ranked in the top ten in duels. But when he met Maxis, the Mad Lion really became a kitten, completely unable to fight back. The crazy fighting style that crushed his opponents in the last match couldn't be used at all. This Armor Tiger was basically scrap. Despite the mech's tonnage advantage and the heavy spear's advantage against the heavy sword, he was beaten so miserably. There was no hope.

God of War.

God of War, God of War, God of War.

The entire arena echoed with Maxis's name, just like back then. A Maxis in full form was just that impossible to defeat. His understanding of technique, his understanding of ability, and his invincible state. Basic abilities like fire had no effect on him at this level. Even in a battle between mech pilots, it would be useless, let alone with a mech in between.

On the other side of the No. 2 battlefield, Chen Ang of the Round Table Knights and Amituo were also fighting fiercely. Both of them had entered Flowing Heart Martial Arts and were engaged in a final, frenzied exchange, knowing the importance of this match for both sides. Having both come from the Apocalypse, they were fighting with everything they had. Both of their mechs had sustained serious damage, but Amituo gave up an arm to lure Chen Ang in. Chen Ang was pierced by Amituo's Underworld Fire mech.

In a life-or-death moment, the Vulcan team took the crucial vanguard battle. The Round Table Knights were in a bad situation, because other than Ophée, Chen Ang was the strongest in one-on-one combat on the Round Table Knights. Only she had reached Flowing Heart Martial Arts. The Vulcan team retained the strongest lineup from the Apocalypse of Mars back then. Who would have thought that in the era of the rise of the Golden Zone, the Apocalypse crowd would begin to truly dominate?

The second match was a difficult problem facing the Round Table Knights team. The members on the Vulcan side were very stable and confident. They never thought that the Round Table Knights would be able to stop them. Their goal was to win the championship again. Basta looked down on the Round Table Knights with a gaze as if he were standing on a mountaintop.

*Boom*.

The Armor Tiger mech leaped out of the rubble, striding back to the battlefield. Robbie wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Damn it, he wasn't given any chance at all. He felt Maxis's contempt, but even more terrifying was that this ghost-like guy's spirit had no fluctuations at all. The contempt was still there, his heart as still as water, very patient, like teasing prey, slowly stripping them bare, enjoying the opponent's gradual despair and helplessness.

This was one of the most terrifying existences cultivated by the Apocalypse back then, Maxis.

Robbie laughed. He had integrated South American martial arts into his fighting style, forming a wild spear technique, preparing to show it off, but he found that he was the clown. These people had long surpassed this stage.

His Zone value began to soar. Robbie gritted his teeth, the red light constantly expanding, and golden lightning bolts shuttled through the red light. Flames completely enveloped the Armor Tiger mech.