Under the fist, it's Zhang Pengcheng and behind him, Carolina, who is preparing to leave...
"Capture him alive!" Anmon sneered, determined to make that Fatty pay for his words. No one in this arena could stop him.
All the spectators were stunned. The sudden change left them momentarily confused. Just as the wind stirred by the punch was tousling Zhang Pengcheng's hair, suddenly a green light-shadow flashed past. Only a "boom!" was heard. Cosmo, who was closest, crashed into the purple Mecha at the critical moment.
The fist of the purple Mecha veered off its path, smashing into the other end of the box's terrace. The Number One Box, held up by a retractable mechanical arm, began to shake violently. A large hole appeared on the box's wall, leaving only half of the terrace, as various debris rained down onto the stands. Inside the box, people were thrown into disarray; on the stands, chaos ensued.
