Her Food Livestream Broke the Galaxy

Chapter 657: Chapter 676: Turning Grief and Anger into a Desire to Train

By the time her Hovercar arrived at the school, it was already getting late.

It was the weekend, so there were very few students on the paths.

The few she saw were in pairs or small groups—either dorm mates on an outing or couples on a date.

Jiang Qiuqiu walked along a school path. ’For some reason, I just can’t seem to calm down.’

Not wanting to go back to her dorm right away, her heart burning with frustration, Jiang Qiuqiu headed to the Virtual Machine Room.

There were truly a great many dedicated people at this school. While the outdoor paths were empty, the Virtual Machine Room was packed.

Absolutely packed.

People were in pairs or small groups, wearing helmets or lying in pods. The virtual screens in the center of the room projected scenes of virtual sparring matches from the arena inside.

She hadn’t scheduled a match with Huo Jia today, but she was itching for some action.

After lying down in a pod, Jiang Qiuqiu was sent into the first-level student free-for-all pool.

This pool wasn’t exclusively for new students, but for any Mecha Soldier whose training volume in the Virtual Machine Room was around the first level. The skill level of the people here was uneven; the skilled could draw their swords and fight, while the cannon fodder were destined to be trampled underfoot. All in all, it was a strange mix.

Jiang Qiuqiu chose a Light Armor this time. She wanted to fight, and she still wasn’t very good at controlling a Medium-sized Mecha.

The moment her Light Armor landed, she drew the Mecha’s standard-issue longsword, took a deep breath, and charged into the crowd.

At first, she just conquered a single corner.

A Light Armor, looking flimsy and weightless, but the sword it wielded was exceptionally sharp. It moved with extreme speed. A flash of silver light would stab into another’s Mecha, the CLANG of metal on metal would ring out, and what followed was a one-sided beatdown.

Qiuqiu’s strengths weren’t power, but agility and ferocity.

She knocked over one Mecha after another. Because she was so ’sharp’, she quickly started drawing attention.

The first to notice her were other students in the same arena. Some who wanted to practice surrounded her, but they weren’t vigilant and didn’t give her enough respect, so they were quickly cut down by Jiang Qiuqiu.

After she had eliminated more opponents, a stronger first-level student came to fight her, and a semicircle slowly cleared out in the arena.

A Medium-sized Mecha and a Light Armor clashed. Jiang Qiuqiu used her sword, but the pilot of the other Mecha didn’t possess Qiuqiu’s strong sense of center, balance, and spiritual power, so they didn’t dare draw a weapon and could only resort to brawling.

Someone with a short reach and poor flexibility can easily be picked apart by someone with a long reach and quick reflexes.

This saying was just as applicable to Mechas.

Sitting in the control room, Jiang Qiuqiu found many opportunities to attack her opponent, but their defense was high. It was difficult for her to inflict ’knockdown’ damage with only her longsword.

So, after entangling him for a while and making him a bit flustered, Jiang Qiuqiu stopped relying on her sword and switched to close-quarters combat.

She caught him off guard, brought out an iron fist, and smashed it viciously into his Mecha’s neck.

When the Medium Armor reacted to counter-attack, Jiang Qiuqiu didn’t linger. She slid straight back, forcing her opponent to give chase. But a novice needs rests while controlling a Mecha; he couldn’t pursue her indefinitely.

Jiang Qiuqiu took advantage of the moment he paused to rest, swiftly sliding over, drawing her longsword, and specifically stabbing at the Mecha’s joints.

Those were sensitive spots.

After being struck, the Medium Armor would quickly get up and resume the fight.

This back-and-forth, this push and pull, soon attracted the attention of people outside the arena.

A few newcomers who hadn’t yet put on their helmets gathered in front of the large screen.

"Is this the first-level arena?"

"When did the first-level arena battles get so flashy?" a third-year female student cursed. "She’s just crushing a noob in that Light Armor. That Medium Armor on the other side is way too clumsy. He’s toast."