Chapter 396: Eight Punches of the Head and Face King
Ten ion cannons are not fake to cover the attack in the field, even a high-level mecha master has to flash people, otherwise the energy shield will be blown up and turned into a roast chicken.
Of course, for a high-level mecha division, the degree of bombardment by ten ion cannons is not enough to pose a threat, and the pace of the dragon reappears in the fighting field, and in the dazzling white light, the figure of the Muramasa mecha with a little enchanting purple continues to dodge in a staggered step, except that the dust splashed by the ion cannon bombardment may be able to stick to the mecha, and the energy beam formed by the ion cannon does not even touch a single hair of the Muramasa mecha.
What's even more terrifying is that the sword light of the Muramasa mecha still hasn't stopped, and while dodging the ion cannon, it's still attacking the polar bear mecha.
However, the polar bear mecha, which is unchanged, did not move widely at the moment of the artillery attack, except for the slight twisting of the waist to dodge the direct attack of the ion cannon, more of a hard carry.
Carrying the big meat shield in his hand and relying on his own energy shield, he not only carried the ion cannon, but also the senior mecha division who took the time to "cut people" while dodging the artillery fire.
It can be seen that whether it is an ordinary gambler or a master, they only inhale cold air.
But they also have to admit that the Hebrew mysterious mecha master used this trick extremely right. No one dared to guarantee that they would be able to dodge the artillery fire with all their might, and at the same time, they would be able to dodge the extremely poisonous sword light that suddenly came from Satoshi Yamamoto.
The Muramasa mecha in the polar bear's hand is quite sturdy, although it was damaged a lot in the sky and was cut off by artillery fire, but the main body remained. I just don't know if I can help the polar bear survive this round of shelling.
"Learned, this is indeed a ruthless person!" Arthur was dumbfounded, and for the first time sincerely admired Tang Lang.
Owen's eyes also flashed with admiration. Satoshi Yamamoto doesn't look very awesome now, but in his eyes, he is not as good as his best friend Little Jacob, and Tang Lang is the one who even defeated Little Jacob, what is it to deal with this level of attack? However, Tang Lang used such a rough trick to deal with the dilemma in front of him, but it was still beyond his expectations.
That also means that Tang Lang has not yet pulled out his hole cards so far.
When I saw Tang Lang for the first time, even though he was an old man who had been in the business world for 20 years, I didn't find any characteristics in him, at most I would only think that he was an extremely tough guy from his face. But as he got closer and closer to Tang Lang and got to know Tang Lang more and more, Owen discovered that this terrible young man is like a deep well, you think you have seen the bottom, but you find that the bottom you think is only the bottom he wants you to see.
Just like the battle between him and Little Jacob, it seems that it is just a risky fight, and Little Jacob also has a chance to give the clan a possible chance, and he can finally win, and the two may only be between them. But Tang Lang's performance at this moment overturned this conclusion.
Even if little Jacob is here, in the face of Satoshi Yamamoto's strength, most of them will choose to attack against attack, and they will never survive for as long as they can just rely on defense.
Everyone thought that Tang Lang was a trick, and he found a big meat shield early. But Owen knew that even if it was a trick, it had to be smart enough. Not everyone can anticipate the enemy first, and think about the strategy they want to choose before the opponent appears.
From the moment he stepped on the head of the Muramasa mecha, he had already figured out how to deal with the next strong enemy. A wise mind, many times, is more terrible than force.
And Tang Lang has both! I don't know how Joey provoked him and caused him to be targeted. Speaking of which, it was Joey's misfortune, but it was the luck of the Hebrews!
Owen, who doesn't know the old Chinese saying "Piff is innocent and guilty", secretly made a decision in his heart that he would have a good relationship with this person no matter what the future.
Tang Lang probably didn't expect that when the Hebrews had major differences with him in the future, it was this united little Jacob who firmly stood on his side to eliminate a crisis of split. And the seed that prompted this big profiteer to stand on Tang Lang's side with great determination was at this moment.
In Tang Lang's countless battles, one mecha battle was not too terrifying.
Tang Lang may not have paid much attention to it, but for Owen in this period, or for the humans in this starry sky, the senior mecha master is already the ceiling of mecha warriors, and the kind of person who stands at the peak of human warriors.
I have never seen a tiger, so I naturally only think that the jackal is vicious.
Only Tang Lang and the others, who had seen how Yan Chilie beat Miyamoto Gang, did they deeply know the huge gap between the so-called senior mecha master and the mecha god of war. The so-called 8th and 9th generation mecha are just blades in their eyes, even if they are only given an agricultural mecha, they can still make Admiral Jiepeng, who controls the 9th generation mecha, call Dad!
If they are equipped with mecha that can connect to the nerves of the brain, it may be an exaggeration to use one to reach ten thousand, but one to block a thousand may not really be a myth. Compared with the ordinary mecha that is still using keyboard buttons and joysticks, even if the hand speed is as high as one hundred, I am afraid it is as slow as a kindergarten child encountering a martial arts master.
Of course, Tang Lang at this time didn't have as much thought as people on the sidelines, he had to bear the shelling first and kill Satoshi Yamamoto again at this time to have a future.
The polar bear mecha looks quite "tough guy" when it resists, but the result of such a hard shoulder is naturally that its energy shield quickly changes color, gradually turning from light blue to dark red, and I don't know that the energy shield will be completely shattered at that moment, so I can only rely on armor to carry the ion cannon.
The gamblers outside the arena were waiting with bated breath, waiting for the moment when the polar bear's energy shield shattered. At that time, no matter how strong the Hebrew mysterious mecha master was, he had to throw away the big shield in his hand. The polar bear mecha was already heavy, and carrying a big guy weighing more than ten tons, the mobility was definitely not enough for him to dodge and move in the artillery fire.
And at that time, it was also the time of his death, you know, in addition to the artillery fire, there is also a Satoshi Yamamoto who is constantly wandering around him! Without the big shield, what did he use to block the elusive alloy blade?
Maybe it's not just the bystanders who think so, maybe Satoshi Yamamoto thinks so too, no longer swords in vain, just keep wandering in the artillery fire. Like a cold poisonous snake, looking for an opportunity to poison the opponent in one bite.
The polar bear's energy shield was really strong enough, and it was visible to the naked eye that it had taken at least eight ion cannons before it was completely shattered.
Satoshi Nayamamoto's gloomy and chilling face on the big screen finally burst into a smile, and then the next moment, it was completely solidified.
The artillery fire in the sky suddenly disappeared.
The fighting ring ends with the penalty shelling time.
Ten ion cannons, completely controlled by the Brain in the center of the fight arena, retract their muzzles.
I don't know if the Central Intelligence Brain has learned to play a prank, the huge picture of Satoshi Yamamoto's face with a frozen smile has been staying on the big screen, compared to the polar bear mecha that is still standing like a mountain carrying the remains of the mecha, full of irony.
Dare to be affectionate, you are a senior mecha master, and you are also waiting to pick up the bargain! The saddest thing is that I just thought I had picked up a dollar, but I found out that it was a "fake coin"!
There was a boo outside the stadium! The gamblers' original intention was not to be sarcastic about Satoshi Yamamoto, but to shush the fight arena This is really the right time to stop the shelling, just at the moment when the energy shield of the polar bear mecha is broken, if it weren't for the time display that is exactly ten seconds, they all think that the fight ring is cheating in the open.
But in the ears of Satoshi Yamamoto, it was Chi Guoguo's sarcasm.
"Yaga!" The roaring Muramasa mecha rubbed his body up.
But this time, he was greeted by a big shield that he imagined.
It's two big iron rods!
The wreckage of the Muramasa mecha carried by the polar bear was already cut to pieces in the last round of resistance attacks, and it was bombarded by at least five or six cannons, and the mechanical arm and upper body of the entire mecha were basically blasted into parts, and the two mechanical legs and the belly of the machine were still a good look.
The polar bear, on the other hand, used his arms to tear the mecha in half, carrying a mechanical leg in one hand, and smashed it at the Muramasa mecha with his head and face.
Tang Lang is using this kind of knife no matter where he cuts, Lao Tzu is a stick on the left stick and smashes it horizontally and vertically, regardless of the almost "Wang Ba Fist" style of play, but it makes the Muramasa mecha have no good footsteps, and the knife flashes, but it can only be cut on the wreckage of the broken mecha. The alloy blade was three meters long, but it was still a little short in front of the wreckage of the mecha with the polar bear's two mechanical arms five or six meters long.
Tens of thousands of people in the audience were silent, only hearing the sound of metal collisions between the constant contact between the alloy knife and the mecha wreckage, and watching the invincible senior mecha master like a little wolf dog under the vicious pounce of the giant bear. I invariably have an impulse to "get a dog" in my heart.
In particular, who is a senior mecha master?
Obviously, the more cheerful Satoshi Yamamoto who flashed around in the field was. Just looking at his erratic steps, the sword light that fell on the "big stick mallet" more densely than raindrops, if he wasn't a high-level mecha master, no one would be.
However, he will be beaten into a dog for Mao?
Watching the polar bear mecha wielding two big sticks and mallets to press forward step by step, many gamblers who pressed their lives wanted to cry. If the heavens give them another chance, they will definitely say, "Jiepeng people, go eat Xiang!" ”
Perhaps the only thing that reassures them is that no matter how ferocious the two big sticks wield, at least the Muramasa mecha is still very agile, and with his continuous flashing sword light, the huge mecha wreckage is cut off little by little, and once it loses its length and weight, all the advantages of the polar bear mecha are lost.
It's just that they probably didn't notice the coldness on the face of the young Hilber warrior on the big screen.
At this level, it is natural that he can't kill this guy who is like Xiaoqiang.
But what about increasing the frequency? How many more sticks can he block?
Tang Lang was not an ordinary intermediate first-level mecha master, just now his hand speed was only maintained at 78 movements.
The next moment, Joey, suddenly stood up from his chair.
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