"That black card! You're going to regret what you're doing now, and you're going to lose a job at the Farad Consortium for the sake of your delusions of infatuation? Eugene said indignantly, but his voice was so small that only Koment, who was on the other side of his sword, could hear it.

"Toads can't eat swan meat." He took a deep breath and said in a calm tone, as if his father was educating a naughty child who had been taught repeatedly.

The man driving the black mecha on the opposite side didn't speak, he was as quiet as a bird in a storm, and his fiery red pupils were even brighter. He focused all his attention on his sword, and Eugene's words could not change his mind.

There was a shrill grinding sound, and two purple-gold straight swords tore through the curtain of steam, and the dancing sparks were like waves on the reef, and they jumped and flew wantonly where the two swords rubbed.

The folding wheel on the heel of the Corgate mech had also fallen, spinning at high speed with Eugene's. When the two steam mechs faced each other against each other, both sides relied on the rotation of the rollers and the reaction force of the steam nozzle jet. The ground was ground into long black marks, emitting a burnt smell that mixed into the air.

The SV2 engines of both mechs were working at high loads, they were as red as boilers, and they were like the faces of two gladiatorial bulls. A loud buzzing sound spread throughout the test site, and although this steam engine was a retired product of the military department, it was the heart of the terrifying combat weapon. When it roars, it can overpower the sound of dozens of steam locomotives.

There had never been such a violent and horrific scene in the previous assessment, and the students watching from the outside of the venue began to talk about it, the boys watched the excitement with cheers, and the girls covered their ears and frowned, worried about the handsome Young Master Eugene.

"Komat, don't try to ruin my confession today, you are a dog, a dog left over from the old times." Young Master Eugene gritted his teeth and burst out ugly words from between his teeth.

"Who do you think you are? Who do you think Miss Bernice is? Yes, in the old times, you were a prince, our esteemed Highness. But what about your mother? What about the royal family? What about the country? Everything in the old times was destroyed by a fire! Now the shelter area is the world of the consortium, we are the elite, we are the people, because we have resources, we have money, so we have the right, we have everything! ”

"The kingship is over, Komat, and you are now a one-eyed, half-hearted wretched dog! What are you struggling with here for? Are you trying to win Miss Bernice's sympathy? Do you think she's going to like you? If you marry her, you won't be able to give her even a day. Do you know how much soap you need for your daily use? Can you afford a night snack on Miss? You don't even have the money to buy a pair of stockings for Miss! You poor ghost who even has to save money on your own school tuition! ”

"Komat, appoint, it's enough to be a good dog. Be a metallurgist in our Farad Consortium, and take your old man and your servants to the streets and alleys to eat rye bread! You shouldn't even have the qualifications to wear a steam mech, so I'm going to pull you out of this iron guy right now. ”

Eugene looked at Coment's eyes behind the copper bar, and scolded, of course he wasted so many tongues not to vent, he knew that Coment's physical fitness was extremely poor, just with his incomplete heart, he would fall to the ground if he ran around the playground for a lap, let alone put on a steam mecha, he could last ten minutes was his limit.

Eugene deliberately raised his brown eyebrows, confronting Cordant while verbally stimulating him, waiting for him to get angry. Once a person is angry, it will lose control, the pilot will lose control, the mecha will also lose control, the connection of the LCL cannot maintain the transmission of nerve currents, and Corgate will be directly rejected by the mecha. At that point, the defect in his heart will be his greatest burden, and he will vomit blood in the cockpit, blood will seep out through the cracks of the copper bars, and the steam will blow all over the test field, like a blooming pink flower.

This knowledge would not be taught in Wang Li Mechanical Academy, and Eugene naturally heard about it from the coach his father hired for himself. If you want to become a member of the mecha formation of the military department, you must pass the mental stress test. The neural connections that LCL brings are both sensitive and equally fragile. No one would dare to let a person whose emotions would spiral out of control rush into battle in a mech at any moment, and that would be no different from a bomb with a fuse lit.

Boom! A powerful force exploded in the center of the test site, and an orange-yellow light exploded. Under the action of the safety bolt, the engines of both sides turned off at the same time, and the nozzles on the shoulders were injected backwards, so that the distance between the two sides was widened, and time and space were bought for the recovery of the engines.

The two burly black figures finally separated, and the onlookers' eyes were clouded by steam, and they searched for the last two testers in amazement, trying to know if the test had been decided.

"Master Eugene......" Professor Uno took another step forward, his brow furrowed as he looked inside the venue. He had recognized Eugene's opponent as the one-eyed boy who had embarrassed him so often in class, the boy named Komat who was always asleep in class, but always answered his questions accurately, whether they were taught in class or deliberately difficult for him.

His golden-like hair always fell diagonally, covering his left eye, which was blindfolded by a black blindfold. He often tilted his head sideways, looking out of the window, which was the blue cornflower that had been planted there since old times. Professor Uno was very disgusted with the boy, and his actions were like a thorn in his eye, disturbing and upsetting him.

He knew about the defect in Komat's heart, and he thought that Komette would fall soon and end his mecha control test early. But he never expected that the one-eyed guy would choose to be in a group with Master Eugene, and even persist on the test ground for so long.

A gust of sea breeze blew, carrying the fishy smell of seawater, and once again tore open the curtain of white steam. Once again, the figures of the fighters appeared on the stage.

Young Master Eugene picked up the straight sword and slashed down from the top diagonally, in front of him, Koment's mecha was half-kneeling on the ground, the straight sword was obliquely inserted to the side, the steam vent on its left shoulder had fallen off, the original stone steam was leaking in large quantities, and the milky white air flow was like gushing blood, splashing onto Young Master Eugene's body.

The corners of Professor Uno's mouth hooked, and he smiled coldly, he saw the clue. Komat's mecha was not completely overhauled, and the screws at the steam nozzle were not tightened at all, and they fell off directly at the moment of reverse injection.

The kid didn't tip his assistant, and it was self-defeating.