Chapter 115 Masters Tournament Begins

As time goes by, Wang Fei's vitality, knowledge reserves and wealth are growing steadily.

Vitality grows with talent, knowledge reserves grow with effort, and wealth grows with Samuel.

[Vitality: 1136]

【Knowledge reserve score: 1029】

【Wealth: 159 billion lost hometown currency】

In terms of wealth, in addition to 159 billion lost hometown currency, Wang Fei also owns 2 level 6 mechas and several spacecraft.

The total value has exceeded 200 billion Lost Hometown Currency, which exceeds the total wealth of a conventional advanced civilization.

If Wang Fei had the coordinates of the life mother planet of a thirty-three advanced civilization, he wouldn't have to do it himself.

With money, you can destroy this advanced civilization.

Now, two years have passed since Wang Fei left Blue Star. Including the one year needed for the return journey, Wang Fei still has seven years.

"Carlo, we're ready to go. Want to practice one more time before we go?"

Samuel came to Wang Fei's side. Today was the day when all the contestants of the Masters Tournament gathered.

The contestants do not yet know where the Masters Tournament will be held, and all contestants are temporarily granted permission to come to the second planet.

Master Lukan will lead the way and lead all the contestants.

Seeing Samuel coming for trouble again, Wang Fei sighed.

I've earned so much money from Samuel that I'm almost creating an advanced civilization, but I'm still embarrassed...

Ten minutes later, Wang Fei checked his account through the terminal.

【Wealth: 160 billion lost hometown currency】

Wang Fei nodded with satisfaction.

Follow Samuel to the Mecha Division Building.

At this moment, most of the contestants were already waiting in the square in front of the Mecha Division Building.

There are more than a hundred contestants, and each contestant is waiting in his or her own mecha.

There are more than a hundred mechas, of which level 6 mechas are only a small part, and most of them are only level 5 or even level 4 mechas.

Moreover, although the level of their mechas is high, their mecha pilots are generally only around level 3.

The money for modifying the mechas was earned with the lives of these drowning people suffering from homelessness.

The Masters was the last straw that saved them.

In addition to the contestants, many of Master Lukan's apprentices were also in front of the square.

The competition system of this Masters Tournament is special, and all masters and master apprentices will arrive.

As soon as Wang Fei arrived at the square, the apprentices came to greet him.

"Brother Carlo, you're here so early! We haven't gathered here yet."

"Brother Carlo, we will be fellow disciples in a few days. Can we discuss the stakes for future sparring..."

"The champion of this Masters Tournament has basically been determined. With Brother Carlo's strength, I'm afraid he is almost reaching the seventh-level god-level combat power."

After a year of getting along, the apprentices and Wang Fei have become quite familiar with each other.

Although they were not used to being beaten by Wang Fei, Wang Fei needed to learn his fighting skills through them.

Samuel's mecha fighting skills are too strong, and Wang Fei has no chance of defeating him without overclocking his mind.

But once you turn on mind overclocking, there is not much difference between it and cheating.

Therefore, Wang Fei could only choose this group of apprentices.

The price of practicing with them is that every once in a while, Wang Fei will beat them up for free, allowing them to experience the actual combat level of the genius mecha master.

Wang Fei had never lost in actual combat and had already gained the recognition of this group of master apprentices.

A strong person is worthy of respect wherever he goes, even though Wang Fei was actually cheating.

After greeting the group of apprentices one by one, Wang Fei also entered the square and waited for Lukan's arrival.

At this moment, in a certain communication channel, the gods are whispering.

"Who is this? Why is he here with the master's apprentice? And they seem to know each other very well."

"You don't even recognize him? Have you not been back to the Alliance System recently?"

"His name is Carlo, the current Masters champion."

"What the hell? Isn't the Masters Tournament started yet?"

"Do you think you have the ability to become a Level 6 Mecha Master?"

"He's level 6?!"

"Why does a level 6 want to participate in the Masters Tournament? Isn't this bullying?"

Relying on gossip, the gods gathered a lot of rumors about Wang Fei.

He lives in the Mecha Master Building all year round and practices with the master's apprentices all year round.

Legend has it that the champion has already been decided.

Although Wang Fei did not return to the Mecha Division Space Station, his legend has spread among every member.

Now, if calculated in the conventional way, Wang Fei's vitality and knowledge reserves are just over a thousand points.

That is the level of level 1 god-level combat power.

But Wang Fei’s mecha is of high level, and he also has the plug-in of thinking overclocking.

Wang Fei's actual combat power is almost at the level of a beginner at level 6, but his control over gravitational space is much weaker than that of a normal level 6 combat power.

The greatest effect of the increase in vitality at the god level is the enhanced perception of gravity, space, and life.

Wang Fei didn't care about the whispers of his generation. The strong always have to bear the doubts of the weak.

Waiting quietly in the square, Master Lukan soon appeared in the square.

Lukan was also driving a mecha, a level 8 mecha.

At a height of over 400 meters, the feeling of oppression is overwhelming.

In addition, everyone knew that there was a master inside the mecha, and the oppressive feeling this moment brought to all the contestants was no different from facing the mothership of a level 8 fleet.

"Dear young Mecha Masters, welcome to this Mecha Master Competition. I am your temporary guide, Lukan." Master Lukan introduced himself simply. There was no need to be too complicated. No contestant did not know him.

"Next, I will talk about the specific rules of this Masters Tournament."

"From this moment on, all contestants are not allowed to leave or use any means of communication."

"If you violate the rules, you will be thrown directly into a star."

Lukaen first warned all the contestants.

"This Masters Tournament adopts a practical points system. Next, we will go to a base star field of the Vida Empire."

"Your only goal is to destroy the Imperial warships, or even kill the Imperial commanders."

"The higher the level of the warship, the higher the level of the commander, and the higher the points represented."

As soon as these words were spoken, all the contestants felt their hearts sink.

Being enemies with the Vader Empire?
Becoming an enemy of a hegemonic civilization?

Before coming, everyone had guessed about the format of the Masters.

At the beginning, the Mecha Engineer Association stated that it would most likely adopt an actual combat form.

They originally thought that actual combat could only be used against advanced civilizations.

I didn't expect that it would be to fight against the empire.

Fight against the most powerful overlord-class civilization in the known universe.

According to gossip, among today's advanced civilizations, the Empire is the only one that possesses super-god-level combat power.

Does the Republic really have the confidence to go to war with the Empire?
Some contestants have already started to back down.

Although homelessness is terrible, being an enemy of the Vader Empire is equally terrible.

Lukaon continued to announce: "In this actual battle, all seven masters of the Republic will participate, and the Republic will send level 7 combat forces to escort them."

"What you are facing is at most a level 5 god-level combat force."

"If you are below level 7, you may be killed by numbers. If you can kill a level 5 commander, you will ignore the 21 quota and become an apprentice of any master."

Lukan once again announced an explosive rule.

Kill level 5, become a master apprentice directly, and obtain the Republic citizenship directly.

All the Level 6 mecha owners present began to have an inexplicable glow in their eyes.

With their level of around level 3, driving a level 6 mecha, they can reach a combat capability of around level 4.

If they could unite, it would be entirely possible to kill a Level 5 commander.

Moreover, when it comes to actual combat, the mecha divisions of the Lost Homeland Civilization Alliance have never been afraid of anyone.

We all crawled out from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Their mechas are stained with the blood of countless civilizations.

A slight smile appeared on Lukan's face.

As a being with a vitality of over 8000, Lukaon's perception of life is extremely keen.

He sensed the emotions of the contestants, which were being ignited.

But among them, there are a few whose emotions are obviously different from those of other contestants.

Lukaon directly marked them as suspicious.

There were more than a hundred contestants present, and among them there were definitely dogs from the Empire!
"From now on, any form of communication is prohibited. Everyone, prepare to enter the gravitational space and follow me!"

Lukaon did not tell any cosmic coordinates.

The venue of this Masters Tournament, or the imperial stronghold that is about to be raided, is known to no one except the seven masters and the great elder.

After the rules were explained, Lukan directly operated the mecha to take off.

Many contestants followed closely behind, and the masters and apprentices followed at the back.

Wang Fei was calm. He had already prepared himself mentally for the attack on the empire.

There is not even the slightest psychological burden.

From the moment the empire sent people to assassinate him, Wang Fei had a grudge against the empire.

"But this Masters Tournament is a bit too tricky."

"For the Republic, there is almost no loss. The contestants come from different civilizations. Even if they all die, the Empire will not lose much."

"What a great conspiracy! These dominant civilizations in the universe are just cunning and cunning."

After sighing at the Republic's plan, Wang Fei handed over the operation of the mecha to Carol.

I continue to study.

Currently, Wang Fei’s knowledge reserve score is just over 1,000, and this score will become more and more difficult to improve as time goes by.

According to Carol, even if you learn all the knowledge in her database.

The maximum score can only reach 8000 points.

After 8000 points, you need to form your own unique knowledge framework.

Make breakthroughs in the existing knowledge system.

For example, Dean Jiang’s research on gravitational strings is enough to help him break through the 8000-point threshold.

In short, knowledge above 8000 points is the secret knowledge of high-level god-like beings and is generally not uploaded to any database.

Even if they want to teach younger generations of the same race, they will only pass it on through word of mouth and will never trust any means of data storage.

Because of this, Wang Fei still needs to study hard.

Even if you become the master's apprentice and solve the Blue Star crisis, you can't stop learning.

This study lasted for 26 days.

Finally, we arrived at the venue of the Masters Tournament.

The battle had already begun before they even escaped from the gravitational space.

This place must be an important military base of the empire. Even in the gravitational space, it is heavily guarded.

(End of this chapter)