"The Red team has defeated the Steel Feathered Dragon."

The announcement blared through the entire arena once again, bringing bad news to Milt's players.

"Now it's really tough. Their average combat power was already higher than ours, and now with an increase in attack power, how can we compete?... Speaking of which, is there a surrender option in this game?"

Miren sat in the center of the healing fountain, holding his face with a sigh.

"If we surrender now, will the coach kill us?" Joshua quipped expressionlessly. This skilled Frost Mage also sat cross-legged next to Miren, silently waiting for his injuries to heal.

The other two also had some injuries to varying degrees, and the only one who was unscathed was Torres, who had just finished clearing the top lane and didn't make it to the battlefield.

Within less than ten minutes from the 2v2 in the bottom lane turning into a 4v4 team fight, the situation had taken a turn for the worse. First, the top tower was destroyed, and the top lane's Zilan, with his nine flying swords, almost killed the enemy laner.

The upper half of the jungle also fell after the top tower was taken down. The opposing team's five players had almost completely filled the upper half of the jungle with real and fake wards, making it difficult for Miren to focus on farming the jungle monsters as he was constantly harassed.

In order to make up for the disadvantage in overall strength, Joshua made the risky decision to steal the Steel Feathered Dragon, but was accidentally spotted by a ward placed by the enemy. It then turned into a large-scale team fight. The problem was that this time, Milt's team had gathered four people around the dragon pit and didn't notice that the perimeter was already equipped with cannons.

So when the cannons fired, three players from Gai Academy immediately rushed over. If it weren't for Zilan being absent on the other side and Ruel and Joshua fighting desperately to intercept, all four of them would have been finished.

But even so, they were already at a disadvantage. Gai Academy took over half of the small dragon, widening the gap between the two teams even further.

"Is Gai using hacks? They're even more skilled than us after just one game! Is the coach deliberately trying to deceive us by saying we'd win?"

—This kind of voice was captured by the arena's autonomous filming equipment. Miren's despairing cry echoed throughout the arena, causing the audience to fall silent. Who exactly was this coach they mentioned...

On Milt's spectator stands, the students who knew of the coach's great reputation all smiled slightly awkwardly yet politely at the princess sitting in the highest seat in the stands.

"Uh... ∑(￣□￣*||| No, why are you all looking at me like that? Don't smile so eerily! I'm scared, okay?!"

"See, it's not just me. Everyone feels the same way. This is a tactical issue on your end..." Aya sighed.

"Can you blame me for that?!" The princess looked very aggrieved, so much so that she was on the verge of tears. "Your Highness used to struggle in the silver tier, so how can you expect me to have a grasp on the map like a king? Who knew the opponents would be this good! Sob... Sob... I'm so sorry to my students... orz..."

So, the National Army may be bad, but does the Communist Army have mobile suits? This was the first time Aya felt that the princess was weak, and the first time she thought that she was at fault.

"Oh my goodness, is this really the princess? Finally growing up, huh? Or could it be that she has been swapped by some expert in disguise? Aya's mind was filled with confusion.

"Well, I didn't expect them to win anyway. As long as the game is entertaining, it's good. Besides, it's not my responsibility that they're bad. They should have practiced more regularly..."

Afu and the assassin are at the forefront, with the mage providing support from behind, while Mo Yi mans the artillery and deals damage. The wounds on the four Chimeras quickly increase, but the quartet at Gaixia suffers no damage.

It must be admitted that when it comes to cooperation in battle, Gaixia is stronger than Milt. After all, their eldest sister's personal combat ability is too outstanding, making it difficult for her to coordinate with the team. In previous team battles during the arena matches, Zhi Lan alone could have easily crushed the opponents.

That being said, now that the eldest sister is fighting alone on one front, it is thanks to the new map that others have the space to perform.

"Hey, Mo Yi, is everything alright with the eldest sister?" the mage in the team suddenly asked.

The situation is going well, and after defeating the dragon, their side can safely push the lanes all the way to the enemy's high ground. The only concern is whether Zhi Lan, who is alone on the top lane, will be surrounded by the enemy.

"No problem. Although the eldest sister may be a bit foolish most of the time, once she enters battle mode, her intelligence will not be low. Even if she is surrounded, it's not necessarily that the enemy can do anything to her," Mo Yi replied confidently.

Mo Yi indeed had faith in their eldest sister.

"I'm not worried about that. Don't you find it strange, Vice Captain?" the mage hesitated for a moment, then continued, "The eldest sister's battle intuition has always been sensitive. Although she gives her all with every strike, she also judges the enemy's strength and decides how many flying swords to control accordingly."

"Well, even with just one sword, the eldest sister's strength is terrifying..." Mo Yi confidently said, but soon realized the meaning behind the mage's words.

Then, Mo Yi's forehead started to sweat a little.

"Just that the eldest sister suddenly decided to unleash full firepower to show off the new generation's power to the Westerners? Let them witness it?"...

"Everyone, something big has happened. My true eyes saw the enemy fighting the dragon," Ruel said with a serious expression, as he got up from the ground.

Milt exchanged glances with the others. After dealing heavy blows to the enemy and using the time difference to secure the small and large dragons, wasn't this the same strategy they used yesterday against the Temple Church?

"No, no matter what, we can't afford to lose this dragon. We have to fight them again. Otherwise, once they get the pushing amplification, and all three lanes push up to the high ground, it will truly be over," Joshua stated firmly. "Everyone, let's give it our all in one final fight."

Then he activated the communication array: "Torez, abandon the second tower, let her destroy it. We will go directly to the dragon pit to regroup and fight them with a numbers advantage."

"Understood. Give it our all, right?"

"Of course, it's do or die."

"Oh, oh, this is the momentum of going all out. Well done, little ones!" Tiran, though aware of the slim chances of victory, still felt comforted by Milt's decisive decision-making.

The coordination and decisions at Gaixia were flawless, except for the fact that the strongest force always operated separately from the team, with one person fighting on the top lane. Milt's decision to abandon defending the tower and go to the dragon pit for a team fight, with a higher player count on their side, was indeed wise.

"It reminds me of Miss' commanding style during the Five Black Springs era." Tiran nodded approvingly.

"What are you even saying..." Aya sighed, showing her accustomed expression of helplessness.

As they watched the dragon's health bar drop to a very low level, the four Chimeras roared fiercely, spewing four-color breath attacks that were mostly countered by artillery fire. They could only be beaten up step by step while raging and waiting for the daily routine of being beaten again after being treated for their wounds. It was a tough life for the Chimeras, suffering beatings and waiting to be beaten again. Who would do such a thing?

Staring at the turret in front of her that was about to send her back to the treatment room, Chimerla was filled with resentment.

But just at that moment, there was a sudden flash overhead.

"Happy New Year, everyone! I'm back again!"

The young man with two guns jumped high from behind the stone wall of the dragon pit and landed directly above Chimerla's head, quickly throwing the pistol in his right hand.

The pistol turned into a lightning bolt and descended at an incredible speed, catching the four members of Gaiden Academy off guard.

By the time they reacted, Chimerla's massive body had disappeared from the dragon pit, leaving only Miren standing in the pit with a purple halo effect.

"Blue team has defeated four Chimerlas."

Miren seemed a bit incredulous and stretched out his right hand in front of him and clenched his fist. "Damn, Joshua, I actually got it. That Spear of Judgment is really powerful."

Upon hearing Miren's voice and confirming the enhancement effect on himself, Milt and the others, who had been hiding behind the pit, breathed a sigh of relief.

At least the worst-case scenario would not happen.

Half a second later, Miren's voice rang out again, this time with a hint of helplessness. "But this is a bit unethical. They seem really angry..."

"Can you blame them for being angry? They worked so hard, and you just stole it from them."

Joshua responded calmly.

"Well, I don't care if they're angry or not. The problem is, they don't seem to be planning on letting me go. Can you give me a retreat plan, Commander?"

Silence followed Miren's words.

"You're not going to tell me there's no retreat plan, are you?" Miren began to panic.

After careful consideration, Joshua said, "Well, you see, sacrificing you to steal the dragon buff is a reasonable strategic move that benefits the overall situation."

"So you're letting me go?!" Miren was fuming.

"Not letting you go, but stealing the dragon. Don't worry, we will continue your will and win the battle."

"You son of a... I want a retreat plan, not a glorious sacrifice!"

"We do have a retreat plan. It's right in front of you, isn't it? Cut through the enemies like a hero, slashing a path with your sword all the way!"

It was at this moment that Miren realized that this guy was truly devious.

"Wait, someone's coming in? Torres, what are you doing?"

Miren's voice suddenly became astonished.

Milt and his teammates, who had been ambushing in the grass beside the pit, were also dumbfounded. How did this happen?

And Torres, who came to their aid all the way from the top lane, strode forward with an extraordinary aura. Even from a distance, everyone could sense an unusually ferocious power emanating from him.

In the audience stands, even the princess was stunned.

Did Torres always look like that?

He had suddenly grown taller, far beyond the stature of an ordinary adult. He had become a small giant, his entire body burning with dark red flames emanating from the abyss.

Most importantly, his sword was no longer the ordinary knight's longsword. The swirling dark flames had almost solidified, forming a gigantic sword that needed to be dragged on the ground. Its rough and violent appearance had an extremely strong visual effect.

"Black Annihilation Formation!" The mage controlled the charging Torres, and the teammates behind him quickly followed suit.

"Torres, slow down! Take it slow! Let's go, let's go, let's go!"

Joshua was in a hurry, torn between fighting or escaping.

No, no, no, if they lost two people here, even with the dragon buff, they wouldn't be able to turn the tide. The only option was to fight...?!

The next moment, the whole arena was shocked.

Torres, wielding a heavy sword, directly confronted the people on the battlefield without any hesitation. He swung his sword right into the slow-moving cannon, smashing the proud artillery piece into pieces.

Then, he flipped in the air, landed, and stunned two people with another sword strike. Finally, he followed up with a sword jump and landed, causing four people to explode!

"This is too fierce, isn't it?!" Aya's eyes widened on the stands. She had never realized that Torres was so fierce. It turns out he wasn't bragging when he said he could kill the opponent!

As for Her Royal Highness...

She held her breath, astonished. Did Torres just descend from heaven and take out four enemies with one blow?! Dare I ask, Torres, are you the legendary "Little the Shy"?

"This war will be my masterpiece!"

The roar echoed in the arena.