Pre-match motivation.
Nora Scott's few words were worth more than Glenn Flynn's half-hour speech.
The excitement and thrill were written all over the four faces, their blood rushing, ears turning red, eyes burning with fierce flames, full of fighting spirit.
Glenn Flynn: "..." Impressive.
"Teacher, say something."
Oliver Scott touched his nose, grinning smugly at Glenn Flynn.
"What more is there to say," Glenn Flynn laughed helplessly, looking at these boiling-blood teenagers, and said straightforwardly, "Give it all you've got!"
"Alright!"
Everyone clapped and echoed in unison.
*
At exactly nine o'clock, the venue doors opened, and various teams pushed their mecha robots in, entering one by one.
The mecha from the Affiliated Middle School was driven in by Glenn Flynn.
As they were pushing in, Nora Scott glanced and was a bit surprised, "Two units?"
"Yeah."
Oliver was following behind her.
