Xu Mo's mecha headed towards the edge, while the remaining nine maintained a certain distance, forming a net as they approached him.
In an instant, three fell.
By now, the group from the Royal Academy had no way out, no way to retreat. If they couldn't force Xu Mo out, they would have nowhere to put their faces.
As the mecha moved forward, Xu Mo observed the positions of the nine people behind him and remembered who each one was.
The mecha turned and headed for a corner of the arena, and the nine moved synchronously, advancing quickly. They couldn't let Xu Mo break them one by one again.
The impact of the mecha was strong, especially Xu Mo's mecha. If Xu Mo were to break them one by one again, they would be in trouble.
Nine against one, this time, Xu Mo had no teammates.
The spectators watched Xu Mo's position, wondering how he would escape this time.
Xu Mo continued towards the edge, moving diagonally forward at a very fast pace, with the nine in hot pursuit.