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"By focusing on a single point to break through the surface, drawing the sword without releasing it, every bit of force is used on the blade; the control of the sword has approached an art."

"The basic model is stable and meets the standards for top-tier talent."

A voice sounded from the side. Nan Dou pushed up his glasses, the lenses reflecting An Changqing's data stream on the holographic screen, but his gaze did not linger on the numbers.

"Unfortunately, he was too right."

"Isn't it a good thing that it's correct?"

San Tai turned his head to look at his colleague, who was like a human-machine interface.

"The right sword can only produce the right result within the right rules. This is a virtue for a warrior, but not for us."

Nan Dou's voice was devoid of emotion. He picked up the white porcelain teacup and used the lid to skim off the foam.

"After all, even the most perfect standard part is still just a standard part, and that's not what we want to see."

"Well said."

A smiling voice came from the head of the table, where Baihu leaned back in the large sofa: "We have enough standard parts to overwhelm any battlefield, but what we really lack is unpredictability."

His gaze swept over Chen Beixuan, who was resting with his eyes closed and remained silent.

"Kong Chen, what do you think?"

Chen Beixuan stroked his chin, recalling An Changqing's performance at school, and said, "A very standard leadership type, suitable to take over his father's job, but only if someone assists him. This kid is still somewhat kind-hearted."

Upon hearing this, Baihu chuckled, "Well said, you are indeed a bit too kind-hearted."

"However, I'm more curious about... than the right child..." San Tai leaned forward, placed her wine glass on the table with a crisp sound, licked her red lips, and her eyes flashed with excitement.

"Our colleague, Little Xuanwu."

As soon as he spoke, everyone's eyes turned to the white tiger.

Baihu rubbed his temples, looking like he had a headache.

"Don't look at me. How was I supposed to know that kid could cause such a commotion? I haven't really paid much attention to him. My philosophy has always been that children should just grow up freely."

Nan Dou put down the white porcelain teacup, the bottom of the cup making a soft sound as it collided with the table.

"According to my database, there is no record of the weapon used by Xuanwu; he is an unquantifiable variable."

His database has been in unprecedented chaos since the battle between Chen Guan and Dong Qingbai began.

Normally, he can analyze the energy composition, skill trajectory, and even mental fluctuations of any superhuman, thereby constructing an accurate behavioral prediction model.

However, the energy composition of the coffin is chaotic. Each attack is like creating a completely new law out of thin air, and it is discarded after use.

His behavior is contradictory, and his attack patterns are bizarre.

What Nan Dou found most incomprehensible was that at the end of that battle, after that devastating blood-red blade of light was unleashed, Chen Guan's vital signs did not weaken due to the enormous consumption of energy; instead, they experienced an extremely brief but real surge to their peak.

You mean, after you unleashed your full power, you not only didn't falter, but you became even stronger?

Is this even human?

The helplessness on Baihu's face deepened, and he let out a long sigh.

"Nan Dou, you have to understand that some things cannot be quantified by data, such as talent and luck."

"I admit that child has many secrets, but isn't that precisely why we chose him?"

Baihu slightly raised his chin, his tone revealing a sense of entitlement.

Chen Guan is truly unique in being able to cause a machine to crash. With his pride, Bai Hu raised his chin higher and higher.

Hmph, this is the good subordinate that his wise and mighty Lord White Tiger has his eye on.

Seeing his arrogant attitude, Nan Dou sighed and rubbed his forehead, really unwilling to admit that this person was his colleague.

Even a colleague who's half a level higher.

"Alright, instead of focusing on Chen Guan, we should pay more attention to Long Ao's situation." Chen Beixuan smoothed things over.

Even Baihu became serious: "That hits the nail on the head. If we weren't mistaken, Long Ao has successfully awakened the ancient bloodline."

"No wonder the boss called us all over here; he foresaw this all along." San Tai leaned back in his chair, his face full of admiration.

She had been wondering why so many of them had put down what they were doing to come and watch a group of students compete; it turned out that this was the reason.

Their purpose in coming here is to provide a safety net and prevent the power from spiraling out of control prematurely.

Fortunately, it seems that my worries were unfounded. The child controlled himself very well, and there were no major health problems.

"This is a signal for us," Baihu continued. "Now that the younger generation is rising up one after another, we old guys have to speed things up too."

"According to my calculations, we have at most one year left to prepare," Nan Dou said. "Furthermore, more and more people are now paying attention to us, so the actual time may be even shorter."

"A year is enough." Baihu stood up and looked down. "I believe they will be able to stand on their own within a year."

"No, based on the current data, it's difficult." Nandou frowned, disagreeing with Baihu's words.

Baihu smiled mysteriously: "Don't worry, robots, they'll handle things on their own."

Nan Dou remained silent. Although he didn't know the White Tiger's entourage, he believed that he wouldn't speak without reason.

Since that's the case, he'll wait and see.

Let him see whether these children are crushed by the times or go against the tide and dance on the stage of the times.

……

Below, the giant holographic screen in the center of the arena shimmered with light once more, drawing everyone's attention back to the game.

"The third match of the quarterfinals."

An Changsong's voice rang out on the radio. After experiencing An Changqing's smooth and effortless duel, his tone had calmed down considerably.

A flash of light, and two new avatars slowly came to a stop.

Huaqing College, Su Yuehe.

Zero Academy, Ivan.

"Oh? It's that little girl."

The three of them stared at Su Yuehe's portrait, recalling her duel.

"Her opponent is that mecha warrior from Zero Academy? This is going to be interesting."

The White Tiger remained nonchalant: "I'd guess it'll split into seven pieces in three minutes, the kind that breaks into seven."

On the other side, in the rest area of ​​Huaqing Academy, An Changqing nodded to Su Yuehe, who had stood up.

"Be careful of his mechanical modifications; Ivan's physical strength is extremely high."

"I see."

Su Yuehe smiled gently and walked towards the arena.

[Fire tongs Liu Ming.]

[The class representative is here! Our opponent is Ivan, a mecha warrior from Zero Academy. Seventy percent of his body has been mechanically modified; this guy is a real-life machine.]

[Hilarious! Last time she turned off her opponent's voice, she can't exactly turn off Ivan's power this time, can she?]

Hey, you know what, it's actually quite possible.