"Hurry, hurry! They're going to fight again!"
The news of Kiana and Mo Wang's wager spread like wildfire. A massive crowd of idle Valkyries swarmed towards the training grounds.
Many even came prepared, carrying big bags of snacks, along with chairs and stools.
For Valkyries, besides classes and training, their time was mostly confined to the academy.
Although things like gaming and surfing the web weren't restricted, it was clear that for these teenagers—who also happened to be soldiers—such pastimes were far too boring.
What could possibly be more entertaining than a tense, thrilling, all-out brawl?
"Peanuts, melon seeds, and soda! Get your peanuts, melon seeds, and soda here!"
"Place your bets, place your bets! Today's match is between the Principal's niece and the Hyperion's new captain! Who do you think will win?!"
Besides the students hawking snacks, a group had also set up a betting pool.
Of course, when it came to this particular match, basically everyone thought Kiana would win.
After all...
On one side, you had the Principal's niece, currently one of the strongest student fighters in the school, second only to Fu Hua. The genius (not really) girl Kiana, proficient in the Kaslana gun-fu.
On the other side, you had one of the few male students in the entire school, the newly appointed captain of the Hyperion.
Unless you had too much money and nowhere to spend it, no one would bet on Mo Wang.
Not to mention, in all their previous "sparring sessions" initiated by a defiant Mo Wang, the results weren't just nine losses out of ten—he hadn't won a single time.
"Kiana, are you really going to fight Mo Wang again?" Mei asked, standing beside Kiana with a helpless expression.
Mei wasn't worried about Kiana and Mo Wang causing a ruckus.
She was worried because Mo Wang was now the captain of the Hyperion.
If Kiana didn't hold back and ended up seriously hurting him...
Wouldn't the Hyperion be without a captain?
"Don't worry, Mei! I'm going to teach that guy a good lesson! He's so infuriating, becoming captain before me and then having the nerve to show off in front of me."
Kiana seemed to have completely missed Mei's point, still shadowboxing in the air as if she were already pummeling Mo Wang.
(Kiana continues to punch the air...)
Mei was about to say more, but Bronya tugged on her sleeve.
"Mei-neesama, it's better to just let it be. Kiana's brain capacity probably can't comprehend the concept of 'holding back.' Besides... Mo Wang seems pretty confident over there."
Mei blinked and glanced over at Mo Wang.
She saw that Mo Wang had, at some point, dragged over a white stool. He was leisurely sipping a glass of '82 Coca-Cola, looking forward to the match with great anticipation.
At this moment, Mo Wang felt incredibly serene.
The thought of finally getting his revenge sent a pleasant shiver through his entire body.
Although he had subjected Kiana to all sorts of horrific retaliations in the past, he had to admit he had never once beaten her in a straight fight.
Every time he lost, he felt it. There was a limit to what he, as a human, could do.
But!
Things were different now!
He had now obtained POWER!
He had completed his evolution! He had become Super Mo Wang!
Now was the time to enact his revenge!
While testing out his newly acquired powers, he could also thoroughly humiliate the idiotic white-haired Tuna.
It was a win-win!
"Damn you, Mo Wang! Are you ready for a beating?!"
Kiana raised her twin pistols, shouting at Mo Wang, who was still seated.
"I've been ready for a long time!"
Mo Wang stood up. As the crowd's eyes fell on him, the Valkyries noticed that he was holding something in his hand—a baseball bat?
"Is that... a baseball bat? He's planning to fight Kiana with that?"
This time, even Bronya was at a loss.
If she wasn't mistaken, that was the same baseball bat he'd swiped from the sports field, right?
"You're going to fight me with that?"
Kiana felt insulted.
At least in their previous fights, Mo Wang would swipe some decommissioned gear from the equipment department.
The Hyper Railguns were definitely powerful.
The Markov Type-A cannon wasn't bad either.
The Core-Fusion Power Blade was once a mainstream piece of equipment.
But what the hell was with the baseball bat?!
"Hmph! What do you know? This thing in my hand is a weapon that surpasses the Physics-Defying Holy Sword. It is the strongest weapon in this universe. A single-celled organism like you would never understand."
As he spoke, Mo Wang swung the baseball bat, testing its feel.
You think this is just an ordinary baseball bat?
No, no, no.
In any other world, it might indeed be just an ordinary baseball bat.
But in the miHoYo-verse, this baseball bat was arguably the most powerful weapon in the world.
From the lowly Honkai Zombie Girls all the way up to Kevin Kaslana in his Finality form and the various Aeon Emanators, who hadn't been hit by this thing?
It was super strong, okay!
[The Trash-can King on a Certain Train]: Hey, why is this guy stealing my signature weapon?!
[A Certain Blond from Teyvat]: What signature weapon? You literally just picked that up off the street. You didn't even pay for it.
[The Owner of a Certain Video Store]: Some may imitate my face, some may imitate my bat, but none of them are the true—Galactic Baseballer!
"You bastard!" Seeing the utter lack of concern in Mo Wang's eyes, Kiana's anger boiled over.
"Go to hell, you jerk!" Kiana shouted, firing a volley of bullets at Mo Wang.
"I see them."
But now, in Mo Wang's eyes, the bullets flying toward him were crystal clear.
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
As Mo Wang continuously swung the baseball bat, every single bullet fired at him was deflected without a single miss.
"He blocked them?" The onlookers stared, their eyes wide with disbelief.
They had imagined Mo Wang using all sorts of methods to block Kiana's bullets.
Maybe pulling out a shield, or perhaps the floor beneath him was rigged with a spring-loaded trap.
Or maybe he had some other weird piece of equipment.
But they had never, ever imagined that Mo Wang would block them with a simple baseball bat.
"To use an ordinary baseball bat to precisely block every single incoming bullet... When did Mo Wang get so strong?" Fu Hua, standing off to the side, probably had the clearest view of anyone there.
She was also the most puzzled by Mo Wang's sudden surge in power.
Could it be that Mo Wang had been holding back all this time?
"Muda, muda, muda! Foolish Kiana, your tricks are useless against me now!"
When Kiana's assault ended, the ground at Mo Wang's feet was littered with spent casings.
"Impossible! What did you use?! How did you do that?!" Kiana stared at her pistols in shock.
Could he have tampered with her weapons somehow?
"Heheheh! Let me tell you! In the face of true power, all tricks are meaningless!"
Before Kiana's astonished eyes, strange, glowing patterns began to wrap around Mo Wang's baseball bat.
Then, an unknown power began to flow into it, so immense that even Kiana instinctively took a step back.
"Allow me, the Galactic Baseballer, to show you what it means when I say... Rules are made to be broken!