In the huge fighting arena, at least one-tenth of the people let out a loud laugh.

Even if it was only one-tenth, there were more than 8,000 people, and the audience burst into laughter.

It was just a normal temptation, but because of the polar bear mecha's composure in anticipation of the enemy, coupled with the mecha master's obvious mocking sneer, after nearly 10,000 gamblers who bet on the polar bear mecha, the noise was amplified, and it completely became a joke.

In the laughter in the sky, it was originally like a temptation for Brother Pingtou to catch snakes, but it became Brother Pingtou's self-determination to gnaw on the back seat of the bear, and what about the bear? It's just bared his teeth, as if he doesn't care about small pieces of meat.

"Suzuki Tsumiru, it's going to be over." Joey's eyes were a little cold.

"Silbers, I really underestimated them before." Joey's gaze was no longer on the sidelines, but slowly leaned back in his chair. "This Hilber, what is powerful is not his mecha control, but his terrifying calmness!"

"Yes, without long-term combat experience, no one can maintain such a calm mood and mentality in front of a soldier of a similar level." The sturdy man's eyes were also as sharp as knives. "Presumably, in order to cultivate such a terrible warrior, the Hilbers have also wasted a lot of resources! Moreover, they hide it very well, not until now, we don't know. ”

"Hehe, without such self-confidence, how dare they send it out to me on such an occasion?" Joey's eyes were a little deep, but his face was not as solemn as before: "Originally, I thought they were here to demonstrate, but now, I understand the true intentions of Jacob's old fox." ”

Without waiting for the personal guard to ask again, Joey's voice came again: "The Hilbers are not a nation known for their good warfare, such a warrior, it is already remarkable to be able to cultivate one at such an age, old Jacob just told us through him, there are only so many Hilber's hole cards, let me see it myself!"

How strong he is means how high the Hilbers can occupy in the future meteorite starry sky, and not just by their world-famous business skills. Of course, this is only possible if Jacob Sr. doesn't want to destroy the lives of hundreds of thousands of Hebrews, and I don't want to spend my strength on the battle for the 922 celestial bodies.

In that case, let's see how powerful this Hebrew secret warrior really is, if he can break through the Jeppon level and kill both of Higashino's super masters, it is not impossible for me to support him with a group of personnel and materials to build a new habitat. ”

Sure enough, no matter where you are, if you want to be respected, you must rely on enough strength! So it is with his kingdom and his people. The sturdy man's eyes showed a fine light, but his heart sighed secretly.

The red-faced Jepeng Mecha Master was no longer angry at this time, but angry. When has the outstanding talent who has been smooth sailing since he was young, and is even vaguely called one of the successors of His Excellency Miyamoto, has he ever been humiliated like this?

The mecha suddenly accelerated, and the sword was as bright as practice.

This time, it is no longer a temptation, and he will not give his opponent any more chances.

Not just a mockery, but a breath.

The blade splashed with ions stabbed the eyes of the onlookers, and also colded the hearts of many gamblers who were still laughing, and the polar bear mecha faced the slashing knife light, either retreating, or could only wave the mechanical arm to carry it, and there was no third choice. He didn't have time to draw his sword and resist again, and either way he chose, he would push himself into a mortal situation, and this was the price of pretending.

Therefore, they can only become gamblers, not mechists who can go down to the field.

The polar bear moved, neither retreated, nor swung out the mechanical arm to block, but kicked out, kicking at the lower part of the alloy giant sword, under the huge force, the giant sword inserted into the ground seventy centimeters deep was like a big shovel, shoveling the boss a puff of dirt, and flew over to meet the rushing Muramasa mecha.

Is this a ball? For a moment, doubts slipped through the minds of most of the onlookers. If it's a human body, in the face of such a smashing of the mud on the head and face, it is natural to dodge, but it is a mecha! Not to mention the dirt, even if the boss throws a stone at it, it can be completely undodged. After all, dirt can't damage a mech, but that slashing knife can kill a mechist.

But they obviously forgot that mechs can, but the one who controls the mecha is a mecha master after all!

Human habits have led humans to choose humanoid mechas, and naturally they have also chosen the habit of using optical scopes to observe their opponents. When the field of vision is full of splashing dirt, the mecha master who has merged with the mecha will subconsciously hesitate or dodge, which is almost an instinctive reaction of the human body.

You'll never see someone flying towards a big pile of mud with their eyes wide open and a knife rushing upward.

Even Suzuki Tong not only hesitated for 0.1 seconds, but Tang Lang wanted these 0.1 seconds.

The seemingly heavy polar bear, at the moment of kicking, reached out to hold the alloy giant sword that suddenly flew up, and turned sideways to dodge the knife that slashed through the earth, and the huge body suddenly moved forward while the mecha engine exploded.

Two mechs staggered.

It's not fast, but it's all done in one go, so coherent that one gets the impression that it's a person, not a human-controlled mech.

It was only then that the sound of metal cutting exploded in everyone's ears.

The mud-covered Muramasa mecha roared and soared forward with standard broken steps for more than ten meters before swooping forward.

The audience was stunned.

They don't understand, why is the Jepeng Mecha Master, who was still bullsucking just now, finished like this? Plus the knife just now, but only two knives were chopped, okay? And the opponent, but just held the alloy sword!

The slow-motion playback on the large screen, which reached a tenth of the speed, answered their doubts and puzzles.

The moment he dodged the attack and rushed forward, the polar bear holding the hilt of the alloy giant sword in one hand did not swing sharply at all, but the blade of the sword was cut by the trend, and the optical video camera was completely covered with mud and became a blind Muramasa mecha like a moth that actively rushed towards the flames, and was cut from the chest to the ribs with a large one-foot-long opening.

The wide blade of the terrifying alloy greatsword did not give the mech division in the mecha cockpit any chance to survive, and while cutting through the armor, it also transmitted the heat into it, and the mech division in combat uniform curled up in a ball at that moment.

The Muramasa mecha only relied on the previous command to maintain the momentum of rushing forward with broken steps, until it could no longer receive any more commands, lost its balance and fell to the ground.

The polar bear mech returns to the opponent with an enemy that almost replicates the opponent's move, or more precisely, a more perfect copy.

Without even glancing at the opponent who had already fallen to the ground, the polar bear made an even more unimaginable move, taking a stride, the huge mechanical foot stepped on the head of the Muramasa mecha, and raised his alloy greatsword high.

Some hideous headgear, looking left and right.

A look of staring at everything.

The loud noise that erupted in the arena almost rushed into the sky.

For many years, they have seen all kinds of mecha masters, and it is not uncommon for them to like to pretend to be forced, and they have a few brushes, but they have seen those who pretend to be forced and those who are grassy, but they have never seen such a successful pretending to be forced all the way to the end.

Whether it is from preparing for war or killing the enemy with one move, the young warriors of the Hebrews really have no limits to pretending to be forced. The stunning outfit of the Jetpen Mecha Master's previous one-move kill of the Black Forest Mecha Master was just a half-finished product compared to this.

Perhaps, only a very few people know that the mecha master in the field is not pretending to be anything at all.

He is provoking, provoking the next adversary who is coming. He stepped on the head of the Muramasa mecha, and naturally, the next opponent he hoped for was also a Jeppen man.

"Hiss~~~" Arthur gasped, and a wry smile welled up on his face: "Owen, this little brother is too arrogant!" If you win one game, why are you still crazy? You know, there is still a Satoshi Yamamoto over there in Kei Higashino, and I can't see the strength of the guy! If you provoke him, it won't end well. ”

There was a wry smile on his face, but Arthur's eyes were full of smiles.

Regardless of whether Kei Higashino's No. 1 master will play or not, his face has been restored. As for the young masters of the Hebrews, whether they live or die is no longer of great importance to him. On the contrary, if this young master is stronger than Satoshi Yamamoto, then he is a bit of a wax.

The forces of only one high-level mecha master leading 500 mechs are completely different from the forces of encircling and encircling the forces of two high-level mecha divisions. If he were Joey, I'm afraid I would have to think about it, what are you Arthur trying to do? Want to be the boss too?

If he could, he would even be willing to go out and kill the young Hebrew master. The reason why I said that just now was just a polite lip service.

People who have been in the den of thieves for a long time, how can there be any good people, even if there are, they have been consumed by the cruel environment. The only thing that can convince them and obey them is always stronger strength.

It is like a lions and wolves, losing their fangs and claws, and they are destined to be replaced.

"Bang!" With a bang, the crystal clear wine glass was crushed in the hands of Kei Higashino, and the eyes of the chief of staff of Major General Jeppen, who suppressed the monstrous anger, were trembling.

"Joey, it was on purpose." No longer looking at the extremely arrogant polar bears in the field, the vulture's gaze stopped on the subordinates whose foreheads were already bursting with green muscles. The deep voice was full of coldness: "No wonder he sent us a message, promising the temptation of power, it turns out that his real purpose is only to consume us, or the strength of the Hebrews. Now, he is halfway there, Suzuki-kun is loyal to the empire, and if Yamamoto-kun fights, then whether you win or your opponent wins, his wish will be fulfilled. So...... ”

"So, let him get away with it once!" The ordinary middle-aged man who tried to restrain himself tried his best to keep his tone calm. "Where there is me, there will be no Hebrews."

The tone is very peaceful, but the resentment contained in it is chilling!

"Since Yamamoto-kun has made up your mind, then kill him!" Kei Higashino's face gradually turned calm. "I'll take credit for Suzuki-kun. Sooner or later, someone will pay for it, and not just the Hebrews. ”

"Hey!" The ordinary man stood with his head down, then turned around and strode away.

The back is firm and confident.

That was the confidence that came from being a lieutenant colonel and company commander of the Jeppen Empire's Special Mecha Regiment, a senior third-level mecha division.

His opponent, stepping on the wreckage of an ally's mech, invites him to fight.

The glory of the empire is not to be insulted.

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