There was something very odd about the mirror-like quality that Tang Wulin's mecha had taken on earlier; that was the first conclusion that Huang Zhengyang arrived at. He was very perplexed by the sight of the inconsequential gash that had been inflicted onto Unpredictable Blue Emperor's waist. That attack that he had just unleashed was not just an ability of his martial soul; it was an attack that had integrated the powers of both his martial soul and his mecha, and a normal black mecha would've at least lost the ability to engage in further battle, if not be completely dismembered by that attack. However, the gash on Unpredictable Blue Emperor's waist looked to be less than half a foot deep.

Both sides were appraising one another, and the tense atmosphere in the air continued to build. Neither of them attacked first; they were both assessing their own condition while inspecting the damage suffered by their opponent.

Through the large screens, the spectators were also able to clearly see that both mechas had been damaged in the wake of that clash.

In their hearts, Huang...