The competition came to a hasty conclusion. Nobody could discern anything from the battle between Wang Ye and Lin Mu.
Therefore, after the people from the other military regions had left, Kong Lin sought out Lin Mu.
"Instructor Lin, that battle... was truly spectacular!" Kong Lin said, having taken a long moment to find the right word.
In fact, this competition was far from spectacular. It was simply because the Divine Machine Camp was too strong—strong enough to completely crush the other major military regions. But Kong Lin was indeed in high spirits. The Divine Machine Camp had won, which meant they wouldn't have to be disbanded.
"I told you I would bring a championship back for you," Lin Mu said. "I kept my word."
"To be honest, before today, I didn't believe a word of it," Kong Lin responded with a wry smile. "But after seeing the Divine Machine Camp's performance today, I realize just how wildly mistaken I was."
Lin Mu remained noncommittal.
