The point where the rat bone sword hit was the abdomen of the mecha that Zhang Qingyang first aimed at when he launched an attack.

He was still facing a layered thick shield, but unexpectedly, the twelve layers of energy that erupted on the sword body were no longer a simple superposition, but a geometric multiplier that exploded in a concentrated manner!

The outermost force field was easily penetrated, and none of the countless layers of subsequent protection could be stopped, although the other party sensed the abnormality and thickened the last layer several times, it could not support the spiritual penetration and directional bombardment from Zhang Qingyang, and it was forcibly torn open, allowing the rat bone sword to drive straight in, breaking through the mecha body and submerging into the inner layer.

In the belly of the mecha that no one could see, the golden and red light on the rat bone sword burst out, and the sharp sword light swept wantonly, shattering the inner composite structure, and under the guidance of Zhang Qingyang's spiritual bridge, it spread around along the energy transmission channel, instantly sweeping through the countless subtle corners of most of the mecha.

So, under the stunned gaze of hundreds of thousands of spectators, after a brief pause between the two figures, the mecha suddenly "exploded"!

To be precise, a layer of heavy alloy modules disintegrated, and was blown away by the impact of the explosion that occurred inside, and some even went hundreds of meters away.

The mecha that had the advantage just now, the super mecha that ignored the opponent's attack methods just now, was missed by one move?

The dark blue mist that had boiled before Xuan He then dispersed, revealing a figure with a flickering emerald green light on the inner layer.

Its height is similar to that of Zhang Qingyang, its body is evenly fat, and it is moderately fat, writhing and swimming like a fish in the diffuse cold air, and when everyone looks at it, it runs to a place thirty meters away in the other direction and stops.

Zhang Qingyang did not pursue, his left foot was lightly beaten, and the impact of the transmission bounced up a fragment near him, and it was falling into his left hand.

After a closer look, he nodded: "Sure enough, as I expected." ”

The metal fragment was hollowed out inside, and there were countless slender pipes, which might have been filled with a liquid of some special composition, but now it was rapidly evaporating.

Throw away the pieces and look up at your opponent in the distance.

"How do you see that?"

Zu Qing no longer lost his previous pride, and there was a suppressed anger in his deep voice.

Zhang Qingyang said indifferently: "Your neuronal synchronization rate is not enough, the coordination between the inner and outer layers of armor is insufficient, there are gaps between the layers of the protective force field created, and the feedback signal when the spiritual power reaches the end through the conduction mechanism is too obvious......"

Every time he said a word, he raised a finger with his left hand, counted them with a slap, waved his hand boringly, and stopped talking.

This is enough, not to mention Zu Qing on the other side, countless spectators in the stands widened their eyes in surprise, and some couldn't help but shout: "This is too outrageous, is it really so many loopholes?"

"The kid surnamed Zhang is deliberately exaggerating so that he can use his words to hit Zu Qing's fighting spirit, isn't that so?"

Several friends looked at Jiang Cheng expectantly, hoping to get a positive answer from him.

saw Jiang Cheng nodding slowly with a solemn face: "Zhang Qingyang is right." ”

Hiss!

There were a few more traces of cool air in the sky over the arena, and there were a few more pairs of terrifying eyes looking at Zhang Qingyang.

"That guy is really so terrifying, in just a few seconds, he can completely see through Zu Qing's inside and out?"

"Demons, definitely demons!"

Exclamations, exclamations, cursing, boiling, chaotic.

In the front stands, Yue Shuwen's eyes lit up, patted his knees and shouted: "Refreshing, beautiful, give it up!"

Zhao Feiyu raised her eyebrows and smiled sincerely.

Li Beihai took out a folding fan out of nowhere, fanned it softly on his chest, his chin raised high, and his face was full of "I expected it a long time ago".

Liang Er, who was ready to celebrate the victory in a big way, was like a blow to the head, directly stunned, clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, trembling like chaff, as if he was about to go mad at any time.

Behind him, a big cold hand slapped him on the shoulder, and a fierce spiritual force rushed straight into the universe inside, plucking his neurons to awaken his consciousness, and a cold voice came into his ears.

"Keep your heart and don't be shaken by the momentary victory. ”

Liang Er snorted, his trembling body immediately relaxed, his forehead was sweaty, and he replied in a trembling voice: "Yes, I understand, thank you." ”

The big hand withdraws.

A few players next to him looked at the owner of the hand, a cold, long-faced young man, and asked, "Leader, if Zu Qing fails, the chances of our few winning are even lower, how can we stop that Qingyang from moving forward?"

The long-faced young man's face did not change at all, his eyes looked at the ring without emotion, and he said, "You do your best, it's really not possible, and there is me." ”

"Yes, everything is up to the leader, after all, we are the Imperial Capital Academy, and we can't lose to a country boy. ”

The long-faced young man bowed his head slightly, and did not say anything more.

In the ring, the cold fog completely dissipated, and Zu Qing, who had incarnated into an emerald green appearance, was revealed, and with a burst of floating light, a strange inner mecha with rounded lines was re-revealed.

He staggered his legs back and forth, and with his right hand, he pulled out a thin soft stick from his back spine, poured energy and shook it, turning it into a spear full five meters long, the tip of which was cold.

The mecha's body fell slightly, and the surging energy merged with the spear, causing dense vibration ripples to the surrounding air, and an invisible power cleared the dust and was ready to go!

Seeing this, Zhang Qingyang shook his head lightly: "You didn't solve the fundamental problem and rashly continued to attack, I really don't know how you got involved." ”

"You are not allowed to slander the reputation of our Imperial Capital Academy!"

Zu Qing shouted angrily, stepped on it with all his strength, and stepped on a stone platform with a radius of three meters with a "boom", his slender body turned into a green flash and leaped forward, and with a volley of the spear, he circled the spear of the round table, enveloping Zhang Qingyang's upper body.

The screaming sound of breaking the air then pierced into the ears, like a ghost crying and howling in a thrilling way, and the core of the spear flower that shook into a ring had a powerful suction, trying to drag Zhang Qingyang into a lethal arc of light.

Zhang Qingyang turned a deaf ear, shouted lightly and raised his sword to meet the attack, and a rain of light turned into an umbrella cover and inlaid into the spear flower, and the multiple energies that were suddenly released drove straight into the devouring energy.

Wearing a complete mecha is not an opponent, for Zu Qing, who only has an inner mecha, the result of this competition is self-evident.

In the sonorous resonance of gold and iron, sparks burst out, and in the blink of an eye, the guns and swords collided a hundred and ten times, and the majestic force released by each other killed and shattered each other, and the overflowing sword light and guns splashed on the ground, smashing the hard rocks, and the stirred tide rolled the sand and stone and flew around.

The two figures shifted positions and faced each other again at a distance of fifteen meters.

Zhang Qingyang was unscathed, and the rat bone sword in his hand trembled slightly, making a piercing squeak.

Looking at Zu Qing again, countless criss-crossing scars were cut out on his body at some point, although they were healing rapidly, but the overall power fluctuations revealed had dropped by one level.

"The Bafang Wind and Rain Sword really lives up to its reputation. ”

There was a hint of hoarseness in Zu Qing's voice, the mecha slowly straightened its body, but the spear in his hand quickly lost color, broke inch by inch, and fell to the ground with a "dang long".

"I'm defeated. His mood seemed to have regained his calm. "I want to know what the problem is. ”

Zhang Qingyang put away the power of the sword and replied loudly: "You are too anxious, and your steps are too big. ”