Iron Giant's pilot roared inside the cockpit of the mech, his voice echoing through the entire arena via the speakers. His anger and defiance seemed to shake the entire battlefield: "I can't lose! You bastard!" He struggled to control the battered mech, attempting to launch a final counterattack, but the mech's responses had become sluggish and clumsy, clearly unable to execute any effective offensive maneuvers.
Amidst a roar of cheers, Jack stood silently, gazing at the kneeling Iron Giant. The energy saber in his hand shimmered with a cold light, and he knew that with a gentle strike, he could end the battle. But at that moment, he fell into contemplation.
Jack struggled in his heart. He knew that as a warrior, leaving the enemy's life meant leaving future threats. But at the same time, he was contemplating the honor of a warrior and the bottom line of humanity. The Iron Giant was no longer able to fight, did this mean he should stop? Jack's eyes wandered between the Iron Giant and the audience, weighing the meaning behind each choice.
Finally, Jack made a decision. He slowly put away the energy saber and turned to face the audience, signaling that the battle was over. He chose the path of honor and respecting life, even if it meant leaving a potential threat behind.
The atmosphere in the audience suddenly changed. When Jack put down the energy saber to signal the end of the battle, a wave of boos and discontent erupted in the arena. These bloodthirsty spectators were not satisfied with such noble behavior; they craved the end of bloodshed and violence, not a merciful and dignified conclusion.
The pilot of the Iron Giant was enraged. He roared from inside the cockpit, his voice echoing through the entire arena via the speakers: "Are you looking down on me? Come on! I can still fight!" But his mecha was already immobilized, only able to vent his anger helplessly.
In the audience, Lucy and Li Ang silently watched everything. In their eyes, there was both admiration for Jack's choice and helplessness towards the frenzied atmosphere in the arena. This occasion reflected the true face of the Duel Kingdom - a cruel, ruthless world where honor and compassion are often replaced by bloodshed and violence. Despite their deep dissatisfaction with this outcome, they were powerless to change it.
In the arena, the original booing was replaced by a deafening roar. All eyes turned to the source of the sound - a huge tank. This armored heavy tank, like a fierce beast, broke through the gate, causing a violent tremor on the ground. The appearance of the tank was full of traces of war, covered in scratches and shell craters, displaying a kind of savage beauty. As the tank entered, the arena lights flickered, as if matching the momentum of the tank.
The tank's gun barrel slowly turned, aiming at the Iron Giant, a once proud mech standing in the arena. The Iron Giant was already heavily wounded and on the brink of death, and the appearance of the tank seemed to be for delivering the final fatal blow. Amidst the astonished gazes of everyone, the tank's gun barrel unleashed a series of intense machine gun fire. Bullets rained down on the Iron Giant's mech, creating deafening explosions. Each bullet carried destructive force, tearing apart the Iron Giant's armor, and fireworks of fire and explosions lit up the arena, dazzling like fireworks.
This sudden scene of violence and destruction immediately ignited the audience's fervent emotions. Their boos turned into enthusiastic cheers and applause, and the entire arena was immersed in a kind of frenzied atmosphere. They reveled in such shock and excitement, as if this was the feast they had long awaited.
Jack was shocked by the scene inside the Roc Wings mech. This sudden change exceeded his expectations. He could feel the madness and bloodlust of the audience in the arena, which made him deeply uneasy.
The tank slowly stopped, the door opened, and a small figure walked out - little bean. His appearance caused the audience to cheer even more enthusiastically. little bean stood on the tank, overlooking the bloody stage he had created single-handedly. He waved his arms, enjoying the admiration and respect of the audience. little bean's eyes sparkled with a cunning and satisfied light, seemingly very pleased with the scene. Jack, inside the Roc Wings mech, silently watched this scene, feeling a sense of complexity and unease in his heart.
little bean Holding a microphone, standing on top of the tank, facing the enthusiastic crowd, loudly announced, "In the frenzy of hell, there is only one winner, and only one can survive!" His voice was full of challenge and excitement, bringing the atmosphere of the entire arena to a boiling point.
"That is the mysterious contestant - 'Peregrine falcon'!" little bean's voice echoed in the arena, spreading to every corner.
The crowd erupted into thunderous cheers upon hearing this name. They excitedly waved their arms and shouted, "Peregrine falcon! Peregrine falcon!" These cheers seemed to be a recognition of this emerging hero and a praise for the strength and skill he displayed in this bloody battle.
In this atmosphere, Jack felt the crowd's enthusiasm and admiration from within the Roc Wings mech. He looked at the energy saber in his hand, once again recalling every detail of the battle. Despite being the victor, his heart was filled with complex emotions - the joy of victory, concern for violence, and uncertainty about the future.
little bean's voice continued: "Today, this place will be the legendary starting point of 'Peregrine falcon.' Let's cheer for him! Applaud for him!"
In the arena, the cheers of the audience were deafening, their passion seemed to ignite the entire venue. Jack could only sit silently in the cockpit of Roc Wings, immersed in this victory and madness.
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