"Repair? What is that? What the last one is looking for is the energy stone, and with the energy stone, the defense mecha has the final say on the one who has more energy. ”

When I entered the system, I had already seen a hint.,I know that there are a few places in the city that hide different amounts of energy stones.,The XLL-900 controlled on the weekend found two places when running.,One is only a tiny energy stone.,In line with the principle of not wasting.,The weekend gave all the energy of this energy stone to the XLL-900 who was chasing behind him.,Directly let half a crescent moon appear on its waist.,This is also the most serious injury suffered by the pursuit of XLL-900.。

At this time, the XLL-900 controlled by the weekend stopped, and the pursuing XLL-900 also cautiously stopped behind a tall building ten meters away from it.

"I'll go!"

"Boom~~~Boom~~~Boom~~~"

In the passionate roar of the students, the collision of defensive mecha finally kicked off.

The bulky body, the complicated thermal weapons, the large consumption of energy stones, when the cannonballs and shells met in the air, when the defense net was attacked and rippled, all the mecha students were enthusiastic.

"Weekend, Weekend, Weekend, Weekend~~~"

I don't know who started it, I don't know who led the rhythm, the name of the weekend rang rhythmically throughout the auditorium, and with this rhythm, the XLL-900 that was manipulated by the weekend retreated step by step, and finally even gave up defense, using all the energy stones for attack.

Heavy smoke and dust floated in the air, making it impossible to see the situation on the other side for a while, but from a faint shadow, everyone could also see the difference between the two sides, the XLL-900 operated by the weekend was at least complete on all fours, and its opponent, the XLL-900 of the same specification, had broken off at the waist, and after using up all the energy, the XLL-900 operated by the weekend used a cold light cannon to pierce the abdomen and fold it in half.

"Wow~~~"

The sound of admiration swayed wave after wave, Sun Zhi couldn't restrain his emotions, his face flushed, he reached out and grabbed Zhu Jie's wrist, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't say it because he was excited, Zhu Jie was also very excited, he took the defensive mecha route, what was just shown in front of him on the weekend was what he had always wanted to do, Tang Ziyu's eyes were bright and his face was red, he exchanged glances with Sasdi, unlike others, the two of them were focused on the next battle on the weekend.

"Hey, this kid is good."

The old professor of the computer research institute has been watching the battle for a long time, from the beginning he only paid attention to whether the system environment and data flow are normal, and now he has focused on the weekend, unlike the people outside, the people in the observation room can see the physical condition of the weekend, the three battles experienced, the values of the weekend are still in a stable range, which is not at all in the same state as some mecha masters who are excited as soon as they fight, the old professor can't help but turn around, and said to Principal Qi.

"That's good."

Principal Qi nodded, although he was reading the weekend in pieces, but if others wanted to praise him, he could accept it calmly, in the end, he was a member of the Qi family, and he was a dazzling existence wherever he went.

"This kid doesn't want to say that he is skipping the virtual mecha battlefield, even if he wants to skip the mecha class, it's okay." Lin Lei raised her eyes and looked at Principal Qi, the skipping grade suggested by the school last time was rejected by herself at the weekend, is the school still letting it go this time?

"Look at his own thoughts." Principal Qi obviously knew what Lin Lei wanted to ask, and still expressed his usual attitude.

Is this a laissez-faire?

Lin Lei's eyebrows raised slightly, this kid really has some background.

The broken XLL-900 was not refreshed by the system, just standing in the ruins, the XLL-900 manipulated on the weekend because it found a replacement energy stone, after experiencing the artillery bombardment just now, there are still two-thirds of the energy stone energy before the start of the battlefield, just when everyone thought that the weekend should be able to rest for a while, a bright spot suddenly appeared in the high sky on the screen.

The data swept through the eyes of the weekend like a waterfall, and it was obviously impossible for the XLL-900 to capture such specific information about the mobile phone armor, so it was arranged confidently by the system, perhaps as a reward for winning three consecutive games in the weekend, and getting his opponent information for the fourth game at the weekend.

What appeared in front of everyone's eyes was a medium-sized mecha, neither a simple dexterous type, nor a bulky defensive type, this is the most used comprehensive mecha by mecha divisions today, and there will be upgrade packages every year, which binds different weapons and equipment according to the application of the mecha, and is a very competitive mecha in terms of numerical ratio.

"It's familiar."

"It looks like it's the same one as the president."

There are two students in the organization department of the student union who are members of the mecha group formed by President Zhou Ruiqi, and they can see at a glance that this new mecha is almost the same as the mecha used by the previous president, and the faces of the two people have some surprised expressions, but they don't dare to shout loudly, for fear of letting the classmates next to them hear.

Of course, they didn't say that they weren't afraid that the mecha used by the student president would be defeated at the hands of the weekend, in the days when they joined the group, they had seen the power of the president with their own eyes, and they wouldn't believe that the mecha controlled by the president would lose to the fourth graders, they were just worried that others would know that this was the president's mecha data stream, and they would be said by other people that the president would bully the small.

"It should just be similar in appearance, how can the president have time to stream his own data into this system."

"That's just as well."

The two of them talked cautiously, avoiding the eyes and ears of the classmates around them, not realizing that their every move had fallen into the eyes of another person not far from them.

"Sure enough."

Sasdie nodded, confirming that his guess was correct.

Tang Ziyu's face of worship, for the uncertain prophet of Sasdi, has reached the level of admiration.

"Mo Shao should be fine, right?"

Now that he knows the entanglement between the student president and the weekend, he can't lose this competition, Tang Ziyu is not worried about the damage of the mecha manipulated on the weekend, but also worried that if he loses this competition on the weekend, when he confronts the student president of the Zhou family in the future, he will be suppressed by the other party in momentum.

"It's fine!" Sasdi nodded affirmatively, and when he met Tang Ziyu's questioning eyes, he continued very indifferently, "You ask me why I'm so sure?" Don't you know the temper of the last one? Even if he can't kill the other party, he will hold the other party and lose both. (To be continued.) )