Rampaging X99 was judged to be an explosive machine, turned into a white light, and was forcibly teleported out!

There was a sigh from the audience. Although this mecha has obscene tactics, but with a micro-operation that is not too high, it can always bring surprises to everyone, seeing that he exploded, many viewers felt disappointed, if it weren't for the next team of mecha that didn't play, some people wanted to leave the field early.

Before these disappointments subsided, there was a sudden change on the field. I saw a huge pillar of blue light piercing the sky, and there were several soft sounds in a row, and the 10 mechs gathered together were all exploded by a laser cannon with seven consecutive shots!

The transmitted white light appeared on the field like a meteor shower.

"Wow!"

The audience was in an uproar, black guns, classic black gun tactics reappeared! The audience desperately looked for this sneak attack mecha, hoping to see the X99 again. Some sharp-eyed people caught the top of a god statue, a mecha with a laser cannon on its shoulder flashed, and one rolled over and hid behind the idol, the mecha flickered for a moment, and then went into invisibility again.

"It's the Assassin B25!" exclaimed the mecha fan.

"How is it possible, if the assassin B25 makes such a move, the waist will be directly overburdened by too much burden, and irreversible damage will occur, and it will be impossible to enter the invisible state again!" someone immediately retorted.

"But it's an assassin mech!"

There was a lot of debate in the audience.

Mecha commentator Chris invoked his authority, inquired in the arena's brain system, first looked at the rampaging X99 that exploded before, his pupils contracted suddenly, and then checked the assassin's pilot, exclaimed, and said in an incredible tone: "Students, the audience and friends present, the system on the field shows that there is no pilot in the rampaging X99 just now, and the user of the mecha is actually the pilot of the assassin B25 mecha who has just successfully attacked it." Audience, our little yellow finch has not been blown up, he is still on the field, and he has successfully destroyed 17 mechs!"

The audience immediately boiled when they heard this. Not only because the obscene and invincible pilot was not blown off the scene, but also because he was amazed at the shamelessness of this whole booby trap plan!

For some people, shamelessness is a virtue, and the upper limit is raised and the lower limit is refreshed at any time.

It's so shameless, it's too lewd, it's too lewd!" the audience cursed while laughing happily.

The old gentleman, known as Master Zheng, suddenly stood up from his seat and opened his mouth wide in surprise. He was not amazed by Li Dong's shameless tactics, but by the transformation of those mechas.

For the unmanned remote control of the mecha, although some people in the industry have long proposed, it is only in the testing stage, although the unmanned X99 of the rampaging X99 still has many deficiencies in his opinion, and it may be because of this that the final operation failure was blown up, but in just 1 hour, the conditions for modifying the equipment are very limited, it is quite remarkable to be able to do this step. What's more, that pilot actually managed to overcome the problem of the fragile waist of the Assassin B25 mech, which was a solution that their team had only recently come up with after nearly a year of research, and it seemed that this plan was very difficult and inoperable to implement.

The old man's eyes were shining. What he saw in his eyes was not a shameless pilot, but a promising genius in mechanics! Now, on the field, including Li Dong's assassin B25, only 5 mecha remained, and more than half of the time for the assessment had passed, with only 12 minutes left.

Because of Li Dong's shameless mecha flow, one person killed 17 mecha on the field, so that among the remaining 4 mechas, only one white mecha killed 3 mecha alone, which met the requirements for passing the third level of the imperial science and technology assessment.

After the remaining three mecha on the field witnessed the tragic situation of the 10 mecha annihilation, they no longer dared to provoke the plague god Li Dong's assassin B25, and in order to pass the level, they all worked together to go to the white mecha.

The three mecha obviously participated in the assessment together in a group, and with tacit understanding, I saw that the two mechs of them held up the laser gun and suppressed the white mecha remotely, and the other was a melee mecha, wielding a heavy war hammer, the jet was fully open, flying above the white mecha, and a powerful hammer smashed into the head of the enemy plane.

The white mecha that was originally standing motionless quickly flashed a few times to the left and right, and easily dodged the complicated strafing of the laser gun, facing the war hammer of the melee mecha, but ignored it, knowing that when it was near, when there was only one fuselage distance left, the alloy sword in his hand was slightly upturned, and a few sizzles sounded, and countless afterimages of the sword body appeared around.

Time seemed to have been pressed on pause at this moment, and the melee mecha was frozen in the air with a warhammer in his hand, and the next moment he saw the warhammer in his hand fall to the ground with a clatter, raising a puff of dust, and the mecha turned into a white light and was teleported out.

“A...... A-rank mechmaster!" stammered the pilot who had been suppressed remotely. The micro-manipulation of the Afterimage Sword Dance just now is definitely at the level of an A-level mecha master. Faced with this judgment, he was simply surprised and unbelievable.

You must know that A-level mecha divisions are rare even in the imperial army that is known as the gathering of elites, and they are generally C-level and B-level pilots. I heard that a mecha master with an A-level license, without other conditions, just put it in society, it is a generous treatment with an annual salary of one million credits.

He really couldn't figure it out, why did someone who was already an A-level mecha master still come to take the exam of the Imperial University with them, and the director of the admissions office would welcome him if he could come!

The audience was also deeply shocked by this high-speed sword shadow, and many of them exclaimed.

"The micro-operation level of the A-level mecha license!"

"High-speed phantom sword, that's high-speed phantom sword!

"Really, really, how did you recognize it?"

"Ten years ago, His Royal Highness the Third Prince Arizan bravely crowned the three armies and quelled the rebellion in the Eastern Galaxy in one fell swoop, and when he defeated the leader of the other party, he used this trick. At that time, the news channels on satellite television were broadcast over and over again. I've seen it more than a hundred times, but of course I recognize it!"

"Damn, weren't you still in elementary school with a runny nose and scratching girls' braids, and you would watch the news channel?"

"Cut, my old man was very wise to record it at the time. ”

"Wow, your dad is amazing! I want to see it too, I want to watch it too!"

......

Returning to the center of the arena again, the white mecha was holding an alloy sword, the tip of the sword was downward, and it walked slowly towards the other two mechas, step by step, in a strong attitude.

The powerful pressure weighed heavily on the hearts of the two pilots, although the mecha division was walking towards them slowly, the two of them could turn on the jet and quickly distance themselves from him, and it would be very convenient to escape or fight at that time. But neither of the two did it, they couldn't, they didn't dare. Both of them felt that as long as they made any abnormal moves, even if they moved a little finger, they would immediately be the first to attack by the white mecha, and the distance of a dozen fuselages was simply an instant for an A-class mecha master with an ejector. As long as you dare to escape, before you can escape far enough, you will usher in the other party's thunderous blow, facing the royal stunt high-speed phantom sword used by the A-level mecha master, no one of the two is sure that they can block it.

One of the two mechas, the dark gray mecha, suddenly raised the laser gun quickly, but the muzzle of the gun was not aimed at the white mecha, but pointed at his companion, pulled the trigger, and his pilot was shot by the laser gun before he could recover from the surprise of his teammates' anti-water, and the system judged that it was an explosion, and after a white light, it disappeared without a trace.

The dark gray mecha threw the laser gun far away, raised his hands, and begged for mercy in the loudspeaker: "Classmate, don't attack, I surrender, I surrender!"

The audience in the arena was in a loud uproar, expressing strong dissatisfaction and deep contempt for this kind of candidate who would be behind his teammates. You must know that for Li Dong's kind of witty and shameless acting as a hooligan alone, they can still accept it, anyway, the relationship between them is friend and foe, the means are secondary, and winning is the key. And the behavior of this gray mecha, not to mention the spirit of the pilot, even the basic social moral code is gone, which naturally makes it difficult for everyone to accept.

Even Chris, who was adjusting the atmosphere, didn't know what to say at this time.

After hearing this, the white mecha stopped moving forward, looked at the dark gray mecha fixedly, and didn't turn on the speaker to speak, just stood there motionless.

I only heard the dark gray mecha continue to say loudly: "Hey, classmates of that stealth mecha, don't think about how to sneak attack me, how to say that I am also a pilot with a B-level license, you are not easy to up at once." I know your purpose is a freshman scholarship, which is more than enough for your current record, so stop it. I just want to get into Imperial College London. So, let's just wait peacefully until the end of the game......"

"Let your fucking Qiankun garlic onion radish pig fart, Lao Tzu hates the existence of those who dare to be even more shameless than me!" Li Dong scolded and scolded, appeared behind the dark gray mecha, holding an alloy sword, and slashed at the neck of the opponent's mecha with a single sword.

"Poof!"

The dark gray mecha was not defenseless, and it shook out the alloy dagger hidden in its arm, which was able to withstand Li Dong's sneak attack.

The sword light and sword shadow, in an instant, Li Dong fought with him dozens of times, each with damage.

"Bang!"