"Jeppen's super soldier has been trampled under the feet of the Hebrew mysterious mecha master, let's cheer for him!" The host's voice that couldn't suppress his excitement sounded in the fight ring. "Let's congratulate the 9,017 people who bet on the Hebrew Mecha Division on the spot, and congratulate them on taking a total of more than 500 blue gold coins!"

The gamblers in the fighting ring had red eyes when they heard this huge number. That's on average, and everyone can earn a fortune of more than 500 blue gold coins!

Naturally, they would not have thought that 9,000 people were only close to one-tenth of the number of people compared to the more than 80,000 people on the scene, and the remaining 70,000 people contributed at least 10 million blue gold coins, losing more than 500 yuan, and the fighting arena still had more than 500 blue gold coins in the account, and the fighting arena only lost a Muramasa mecha.

And among the more than 500,000 blue gold coins, hundreds of thousands belong to Owen, I'm afraid even Owen himself didn't expect that when he came to the Lexar space station, he not only got back two or three hundred thousand blue gold coins that were dotted out up and down, but also earned hundreds of thousands of extra dollars in the end.

Sure enough, in any industry, except for the accident of killing people and setting fires, there is no such ancient profession to make money. Looking at the figure of the "polar bear" mecha standing upright in the field, Owen, who knew that he and his people had been tied to his boat and had no chance of turning back, the flame called "ambition" ignited in his eyes.

Kill Joey, and he's going to be the richest man under the stars.

All right! The Hebrews' attachment to wealth is unimaginable to other peoples.

"Now, according to his performance, after negotiation with the appraisers, in order to repay everyone, the odds will remain unchanged at 1 to 2!" The host continued to incite gamblers to bet. "There are less than two minutes left until the next round of fighting, so please decide quickly!"

Originally, many people who were ready to bet on Tang Lang because of his amazing performance were a little hesitant when they heard this unexpected odds. has such a strong performance, but it is still maintained at 1 to 2, this odds are obviously unscientific.

Sure enough, after the host was silent for a minute, the voice sounded again: "The fighters of the next round of fighting are about to appear, let's welcome Mr. Satoshi Yamamoto, a super mecha master from Jeppen." Yes, you may be puzzled, but before this, no matter who it was, the mecha master participating in the fight only had a code name and no name, and that was because of the confidentiality of the mecha master's information. But Mr. Satoshi Yamamoto is the fifth senior mecha master to participate in the mecha fighting match since the construction of the fighting arena, and it deserves his name to all of us, so let's welcome Mr. Satoshi Yamamoto with cheers! ”

There was silence in the fighting ring, and then there was a roaring cheer.

That's a high-level mecha! Originally, in this chaotic land, because the training system is far less developed than the outside world, high-level mecha divisions are extremely rare, and the legendary mecha god of war has almost never heard of here, and high-level mecha divisions belong to the big names of the major forces here, not to mention that there are high-level mecha divisions who will come to participate in this kind of fighting competition.

In fact, since the establishment of the Fight Arena hundreds of years, as the same host introduced, there are records, this is the fifth high-level mech master to come to participate in the fight match. In the four places before him, there was no suspense to win. And they didn't come to fight for the prize money of winning the fighting match, most of their disciples or juniors were killed, and they came to take revenge after obtaining information through the insider.

As soon as a Jeppen Mech Master was killed, this high-level Mech Master popped out, and the reason for this is obvious.

Many viewers who were a little cautious because of their doubts couldn't help but rejoice, although the odds of a senior mecha master are destined to be extremely low, but it is better than throwing money into the water! There are only a lot of anxious gamblers who are cursing loudly for the host for not being authentic, and he hyped up the power of the Hebrew Mecha Master in front of him but didn't mention his opponent at all, and now when they finish betting, isn't that a pit man?

But the host didn't break the rules, and as he said beforehand, they still have two minutes to go, and they can only blame themselves for being too fast.

In the midst of the cheers in the sky, the alloy door on the side of the fight arena rose, and a Muramasa mecha strode into the arena. The mecha is painted in a bewitching purple gold, and in order to set off the respect of the fight arena for senior mecha masters, the light in the entire fight arena is dimmed, and four large spotlights shine on the Muramasa mecha that strode towards the field from all directions.

In the bright light, the purple-gold luster on the mecha that strode forward with an alloy blade on its back and looked extremely determined, like a samurai who was about to take off the enemy's head, just looking at his calm steps, showed his incomparably strong self-confidence.

The cheers of the audience were even more enthusiastic, and with each step of the mecha, it gradually pushed the momentum that Satoshi Yamamoto had deliberately condensed from the moment he went out to the peak.

Instead of waiting in the designated area, the Muramasa mecha continued to stride forward towards the polar bear mecha that was still stepping on the Suzuki Pass mecha head and looking at this side.

Does this mean that you don't have to wait for a signal to start drying? The gamblers who pressed the bet button cheered indulgingly.

This is the style of a high-level mecha, only they can ignore the rules. This is the privilege of the strong.

Based on this alone, more than 99 percent of gamblers on the scene believe they are not wrong. Unbeknownst to them, the biggest gambler in the audience had already bet more than 1 million blue gold coins on the young Hebrew mecha.

This time, for Owen, there was also an element of gambling. However, it's not just this 1 million blue gold coins, it's even his life. Tang Lang couldn't break through Satoshi Yamamoto's level, and it wasn't his life that he lost, the more than seven starships and nearly 2,000 mechs that had already entered the standby state in the void would not work in vain, and the arrow was ready to go, and it was already necessary to send it.

It's just that without a powerful mecha master like Tang Lang as an internal restraint, I'm afraid that he, the initiator, will be chopped into meat by the Decepticons as soon as possible.

"Are you still so confident in your own fighters?" Joey's eyes were slightly solemn.

From his point of view, although the young Hebrew mecha master is very strong, he is still in the field of intermediate mecha division after all, and when he meets Satoshi Yamamoto, it is basically doomed. Unexpectedly, Owen was like crazy and gave his entire net worth to Stud again.

Losing a few blue gold coins is nothing, but what is the purpose behind it is worth pondering.

Of course, he would rather Owen was a little out of his mind. Or is he not willing to win too much money from the fight ring and return it this way? But this is not very Hebrew.

In any case, we will have to see how it turns out before making a decision. What's more, no matter how things happen, the backdoor program of the polar bear mecha has been opened, and the supreme control is in his hands, not to mention that the mysterious mecha master is not a high-level mecha master, even if it is, what can it be, all life and death are not pinched in his hands?

Thinking of this, Joey reached out and picked up the cigar from the table, took a puff of blue smoke, and said indifferently: "Pass my order, don't use signal flares, let them solve it by themselves, and the rest of the original rules will remain the same!" ”

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As the purple-gold village mecha approached step by step, the "polar bear" mecha still maintained its original posture, one mechanical arm held a sword, and one mechanical foot stepped on the mecha headgear with a blue arc under his feet, until the distance between the two sides was only 20 meters, which was the distance between any mecha on both sides that could be face to face with a single step.

The roaring shouts of the audience were gone, and all the gamblers were waiting, waiting for their extremely optimistic senior mecha master to make an earth-shattering move.

To be honest, they weren't expecting any dragon fights, the legendary high-level mecha masters were the strongest combat power in this starry sky, and as long as they made a move, any opponent could only be wiped out. The fight arena is quite kind this time, although it is a senior mecha master, it still gives a odds of 1 to 1.12 that is almost free of charge, and if you have money, if you press two thousand blue gold coins, you can return two hundred blue gold coins no matter what.

Unlike the last few rounds, more than 80% of the gamblers almost put their lives on the line, and some even gambled on their lives and borrowed thousands of blue gold coins from the Fight Ring Lending Department, just to be able to turn over.

Obviously, what they are looking forward to now is Satoshi Yamamoto to defeat the enemy with one move, and then take the money and leave, and each rejoices.

"You're strong! It's the strongest of the mid-level level mechs I've ever seen! Satoshi Yamamoto's somewhat gloomy voice came from the electronic loudspeaker.

4,000 years later, language is no longer an obstacle to interpersonal communication. Even here, the wireless headphones that gamblers put behind their ears automatically translate Jeppen into the language of their choice.

"That's because you have little knowledge, how many strong people are in the intermediate mecha division, if you say the strongest every time you see one, then how many of the strongest people can you see?" Tang Lang sneered at the Great Eagle Emperor Chinese, which was not too proficient.

Joey's eyes in the box couldn't help but narrow slightly. What is this Hebrew hiding for? Or was he not a Hebrew from the 922 Celestial Body, but from another gathering place in the Dark Star Field? But as far as he knew, the Hebrews in the two settlements had been coming and going less because of the distance。。。。。。

If that's the case, things get a little more complicated. That Hebrew has a planet, tens of millions of people, and even sent a fleet of more than a dozen starships to participate in the coalition in the last war, and it is one of the few great forces in the dark realm. This is the main reason why he did not dare to persecute the Hebrews too much in this area.

If the news of the extermination of the Hebrews here spreads, it is estimated that even with the support of the Jeppen Empire, it will be difficult for him to live as well as he does now, and the Hebrews, who have always protected their shorts, will not tolerate such a guy who slaughtered hundreds of thousands of his own people.

"Your Excellency is dying, and you don't even know it!" Satoshi Yamamoto sighed slightly. "You know what? When we went to war, I promised my commander that in the future wherever I was Satoshi Yamamoto, there would be no place for any Hebrews! Men and women, young and old! ”

Satoshi Yamamoto's sigh was soft, but the gloom contained in it was terrifying. He clearly wanted to spread his monstrous anger on the entire nation of his opponents.

"You're right about your foresight." On the big screen, the young mecha master had a smile on his face, and his smile was incomparably bright. "Because, where you are, the Hebrews would hardly come here. They're all busy making money! How can I have time to look up at the starry sky here with you? Lamenting the pain of a lost life? ”

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"Poof!" One of Owen's retinue couldn't help but laugh.

Turning around and glancing at the fat entourage who was round and round, Owen "angrily scolded": "Laugh at the ball, don't you see that other senior mecha masters are ready to see us kill one by one?" You all get out of here and wait, and don't come in without my permission!" ”

"Haha, why should Brother Owen be angry." Arthur suppressed the smile on his face. "But to be honest, that little brother, if it's just a bickering, he will definitely kill that bastard of Satoshi Yamamoto in seconds! Looking at his hanging appearance, Lao Tzu wanted to scold him for a long time. ”

However, Arthur did not stop Owen from driving out a group of his followers. Theoretically, he was quite in favor of Owen doing this. When the mad Jeppon gets rid of his opponent, it's likely that he'll come to trouble the Hilbers, and Owen might not be able to do anything with the Jeppons with his care, but his henchmen might be bad.

The death of a few Hilbers didn't make a big difference, but his face was a little ugly, and it was better to send them away first.

"I didn't expect the Hebrews to be able to do business, and they were so sharp-tongued." Satoshi Yamamoto didn't move, but responded leisurely: "In this way, I will let you see with your own eyes how I killed the Hebrews here first." ”

"Rest assured, you will be the last Hebrew to die here." With a gloomy voice, the purple-gold Muramasa mecha slammed forward.

The moment the mecha engine roared, he didn't even pull out his knife, but at the moment when he was close to the polar bear five or six meters, the unique alloy blade of the Muramasa mecha suddenly popped out from his back, from the bottom up, slashing a terrifying streamer and slashing towards the opponent.

This is the real knife drawing technique, and the sword is only drawn at the moment when the opponent is close to him, and the opponent does not know where he will come from.

The control of the senior mecha master makes the Muramasa mecha move forward and out of the knife, like flowing water, fast speed and smooth.

Including Arthur, a kind of master is frowning at this vicious knife, if it is them, how can they resist this knife? Perhaps, you can only retreat, retreat to a safe enough area, and then fight.

However, how can the polar bear, which was already less mobile, retreat? No matter how he retreats, the Muramasa mecha with absolute mobility surpassing him will catch up with him like a maggot on the tarsal bone!

Tang Lang answered the masters present with reality, he didn't retreat at all, and even dropped the alloy giant sword in his hand at the moment when the Muramasa mecha was advancing violently. The mechanical foot suddenly picked up, and the wreckage of the Muramasa mecha on the ground was lifted in his hand, and before the knife was viciously slashed, it was a block with one hand.

The huge mecha body is like a big shield, although the armor is flying horizontally, but it is strong enough to block this knife.

No wonder he has been standing in front of the wreckage of the mecha, it turns out that he has already thought about using this guy. After the onlookers were stunned, they were a little admired. The Muramasa mecha is a mecha that is known for its mobility, whether it is Suzuki Tong or Satoshi Yamamoto, they all walk at a high speed, and the erratic movement and angle of the knife are almost their standard.

If the polar bear mecha fights with them, it will undoubtedly be dead. Therefore, the Hebrews did not move, and constantly provoked the anger of their opponents, and finally passed the level, but in the face of stronger senior mechas, it was obvious that it was no longer good to use the last trick.

So, he played the trick of "heavy sword without edge, big skill without work". No matter how many knives you have, we just carry a huge "shield" to block it, and if you want to cut us, you will chop up your brother's "corpse" first.

I have to say that although some of them don't have enough respect for the opponents who have already died in battle, this move is extremely good.

The angry Satoshi Yamamoto stepped on his feet, revolving around Tang Lang, dancing like a dragon, and the sword light flying up and down was like electricity, splitting sparks and splashing straight away, like flying fireworks, showing the horror of the senior mecha master who was doing his best.

Seeing that a group of mecha masters couldn't help but frown, more than 90% of them had to admit that if they met Satoshi Yamamoto, they would have a great chance of defeat, even if they dared to risk their lives and exchange injuries for injuries with him. Under the extremely sharp knife light, maybe that injury is the end of the calf.

However, to the jaw-dropping of gamblers in the arena, it is here. The more awesome Satoshi Yamamoto is, the more funny it seems to be at this moment.

In the flying sparks, the polar bear mecha made a total of one move---- I block! No matter where the knife comes from, buddy just blocks it, and it's not me anyway.

The movements are far less swift than Satoshi Yamamoto's, and they seem to be a little clumsy, but they block all the attacks one by one. There is even a phenomenon that the polar bear set up the "shield" in advance, and the sword light of the practice comes as scheduled, so that later it even made people mistakenly think that Satoshi Yamamoto has a grudge against the wreckage of his own mecha, and if he doesn't cut it to pieces, this matter will not be over.

Why, are the Jeppen people stupid? Many viewers complained silently in their hearts. If it weren't for Satoshi Yamamoto's true display of the tactical literacy of a senior mecha master, I'm afraid that the boos would have been shocked by this time.

They didn't know that Tang Lang's horror to the insider Satoshi Yamamoto was only a lot more than that of outsiders like them. His knife was fast enough, so fast that he believed that few people in this starry sky could block it, even if the opponent was holding a hateful big "shield", but Tang Lang not only blocked it, but also had many times when he was the last to come first, as if he had predicted in advance what direction he would strike from.

What does that mean? That shows that the opponent's hand speed in controlling the mecha may not be as fast as his own, but the instinctive reaction of the battlefield is no worse than his, or even stronger. Maybe the opponent can't help him now, but if the opponent's control hand speed is increased, he may be the one who dies.

But this potential threat is not the main thing, the most important thing is that he doesn't dare to slow down the speed of the knife at all now, this level of close combat, once his attack power can't be maintained, what if the opponent picks up that big guy and smashes him? That's just a way to hide.

But once you dodge, the opponent is also a person with a sword。。。。。。

Satoshi Yamamoto will no longer be like Suzuki Tong, the optical detector has long seen that the alloy greatsword is next to the opponent's mechanical foot, and he dare not forget the characteristics of the opponent's mechanical legs.

Therefore, the senior mecha master could only continue to maintain his high-frequency attacks, even if his small hands were already feeling cramps, he did not dare to relax in the slightest. With a little more effort, the hundreds of knives that have already been slashed can dismember Suzuki's bastard's mecha.

Perhaps, Lieutenant Colonel Jeppen has never hated the 8th generation of his empire's main mecha so much, and it is so strong and hairy! Can't you even make a little bit worse? The armor is almost split, and there is still such a hard mechanical skeleton, Baga's, what kind of alloy is it, it is too strong.

Satoshi Yamamoto's resentment, with the sound of the countdown outside the court, reached its climax.

A minute had passed, and more than 5 seconds of artillery fire from ten ion cannons followed.

"Yaga!" Seeing that the opponent's energy shield popped out at the moment when the countdown was 0, and the broken "meat shield" was firmly in front of him, Satoshi Yamamoto only felt that his eyes were black.

That's the black that can't be lit up by ten ion cannons!

The big head, which was already like a bucket, was hypoxic and ischemic at that moment.

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