Chapter 202: Voice
Mo Moxi's body instantly shortened the opponent's fist, and he saw that his body was about to stagger by.
Behind Ralph's fist, a large canopy of flame suddenly burst out, and the huge power punch broke through the air and smashed into his shoulder and back!
The armor on the shoulder visibly began to collapse with the naked eye, and his whole person was pressed into the ground as if he was pressed down by an invisible wall of air, and the opponent's fist smashed on his body, and a strong concussive impact spread throughout his body through the shattered external armor, and his mind suddenly became blank, and the auxiliary combat panel in front of him shook and trembled wildly, and dizziness filled the entire brain.
Dizzy, the huge fist left his body.
"Huh...... Idiot ......"
An unusually cold female voice sounded in my head.
Sensations that appear directly in the mind.
"...... you?"
"Wheel Mark III power punch, and two impacts, after which your armor will be paralyzed for a short time."
His thoughts gradually turned back to his eyes, and the chaotic combat support panel had returned to normal at this time, and red dots of varying depths appeared on the entire left shoulder and the entire body of the damaged situation.
The next moment, a blue reading bar suddenly appeared on the power punch that the other party was still on his back shoulder, and at the moment of filling, a strong pressure impact crushed towards Mo Moxi's entire body, and a burst of visible air blasting erupted on his body, all of which exploded on his body, and the entire power armor instantly spread out dense electric snakes, and he fell into a state of paralysis at once!
There was an uproar in the audience, and Ireen and Alan stood up even more worriedly.
"What the hell is this guy Momo! Approaching the enemy on his own initiative! β
"Don't say anything like that, he's being carried......"
Momothy only felt a sore pain erupt from top and bottom of his body, his bones creaked, and his whole body was sore.
Ralph grinned and lifted the steel bulge that was holding Momothy's neck high into the air.
Mo Momoxi, who had fallen into a state of dizziness and had not yet recovered, could only let the other party lift him up high, looking like he had completely lost his resistance.
"Momothy's confident misalignment...... I didn't expect to be directly pressed to the ground by the other party...... It's really tragic, it looks like the winner has been divided......"
Momothy's armor was scattered with fragments of armor and shattered mechanical parts, clinking and scattering to the ground.
"Bean sprouts, hit me twice, do you really think you're still a talent?" Ralph sneered mercilessly, "It's just a piece of trash that doesn't rank a hundred, and you dare to bet with me, now, do you regret it?" β
"Hmm......"
Mo Mo could only let out a painful snort from his mouth, and in front of his dizzy eyes, he could only see that the other party's figure had completely become a ghost.
"Boy, do you want to win?"
The female voice echoed in his head again, and the dizziness made him only listen dimly.
"Think...... Want to ......"
He spoke indistinctly, and Ralph, who held him aloft, could hear it clearly, his face frozen.
"What did you say?"
"It's good, listen to me if you want to win. Your modified armor should have twenty seconds left to regain its functionality. β
The vague feeling gradually faded from his mind, and then the pain spread throughout his body again.
As if grasping at a life-saving straw, he shouted loudly in his head: "What should I do? β
Ralph looked at the seemingly completely incapacitated body being held by him, and said boredly, "Vulnerable...... Referee, announce the verdict. β
A situation where a robot swaying in the sky swept downward.
"By the rules...... The battle is not over yet. β
"Really?" Ralph returned his gaze to the broken mech in front of him, "Then I'll make up for it......
With that, he raised his other fist high, and the layers of machinery gradually expanded, spewing out a white vapor.
Morrison in the audience didn't want to look any longer, and hung his forehead to the side.
"The wheel Mark III power punch, modified power armor, but the prototype can be seen to be the Grizzly Bear II. The power armor of your training armor modification is no match for this kind of production machine, and even if the opponent's power armor is an old model that has been discontinued, your odds of victory are very low. And your hand-to-hand combat part-time dish picking. β
"What should I do?"
Momoxi faintly felt that all the strange things that had happened in the past two days were related to this unusually nice female voice in his mind.
Although this sounds weird...... What is the picking of the feet of the dish?
"Open your Project Assistance Panel...... That's right, it's the maintenance distribution device. β
Confused, Momothy turned on the device.
This device is used for use in workshop work. The power armor for the junior colleges was developed towards a comprehensive one, and several times Momothy turned it around to be able to better adapt to its own use, but the device was still preserved.
A dense faint grid appeared in front of him.
What's the use of that?
This kind of thing is an auxiliary device used in drawing and workshop work, and it is to adapt to precision work and fixed-point drawing, and to put it bluntly, it is to make a grid in front of you.
In front of him, a huge fist had slammed into front of him......
"Three...... Two...... I. Grid coordinates 34, 67. Shoot. β
Momothy was stunned for a moment, only to realize that he was already able to control the armor, and his good nerve reflexes made him quickly squeeze the firearm in his hand, and shot it at the position that the voice said.
A cloud of blue-purple electromagnetic light burst out from the muzzle of the gun, which was almost close to his body, and hit the opponent's power punch directly......
"Zizi ......"
Ralph was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect this guy to have the strength to shoot.
"His outer armor has good electromagnetic resistance, and your weapon will do very little damage to him."
"What?" Under the mask, Momoxi looked confused.
"Idiot, you haven't even figured out your opponent's armor, and you're still?"
The female voice scolded, and Momoxie's body couldn't help but struggle.
Then the whole person fell to the ground in one fell swoop......
βTFοΌοΌβ
Ralph, who was about to make up for the lap, was stunned.
The spectators in the stands were stunned.
Momothy himself was stunned.
"...... this?"
"You're stunned, why don't you run?"
The volume of the voice in his head suddenly increased, and Momothy woke up like a dream, and the roller skate under his feet slid backwards, and then the body flickered and fell to his knees in dense arcs.
"What's going on?"
"It's simple. A drawback of the wheel mark type three power punch after too much use. The position where you shoot can cause a concussion from the surface and then paralyze the neural sensors inside, but only for a few seconds. β
Ralph shook his fist in surprise.
Just now...... What happened?
Offstage, Morrison, who was holding his forehead, had a flash of brilliance in his eyes.
"There's a play."
In the stands, Alan looked at Ralph's armor in surprise: "This guy ...... Is the show funny?! β
"No, his power punch is flawed." Irene calmly lifted her glasses on the bridge of her nose and looked appreciatively at Momoxi, "Momo always surprises us." β
Ralph had already reflected from his stunned state, and a wave of anger went straight to his head, and he kicked the ground violently under his feet, and rushed fiercely towards Momoxie, who had already fled far away and was half-kneeling on the ground.
"Boy! Give me death! β
Shame!
Is there a reason to escape from the prey caught in your hands?
Give me death!
The huge armor that was not equipped with any remote devices, several vents behind it erupted with powerful kinetic energy, and thick power flames erupted from behind the power fists, and a raging wind hung up, rushing towards Mo Moxi with overwhelming momentum!
"What to do!"
At this moment, Momothy has been completely confused, and now he doesn't understand the situation of his own armor, can he still win against the other side in this situation of electric light all over his body?
It's a miracle that you can move!
"Your gun is useless, throw it away."
"Huh?" Momothy was flustered again.
"If you want to throw it, you will throw it."
He hurriedly threw the two short guns at Ralph's front door.
In a fit of rage, Ralph slapped the two guns away, knocking them far away and sliding them away.
"Pull out the stick on your back."
"Stick ......"
Momothy hesitantly pulled out his melee stick, which he never used behind his back.
This stick is the tight-fitting weapon he has been forging repeatedly, used in hand-to-hand combat, but he has never dared to use it in armored duels......
"He's almost there!!"
The opponent's figure rushed at a rapid pace, and he could feel the strong wind in his face through the air hitting him through the armor.
"Take a step forward with your left foot to the (3,6) landing point."
Momothy stepped up quickly.
"When he reaches the landing point (56, 78), he steps the same distance with his right leg as his left foot, and then he puts the stick up and moves quickly."
The female voice had a leisurely tone, and Momothy did not dare to hesitate, and when Ralph's figure appeared at the landing point, it was suddenly another strange forward step, and the stick was raised high.
"It's faster, but it should be about the same."
The female voice seemed to yawn, sounding the same as she had heard in the bar last night......
"Die! Bean sprouts! β
Seeing the other party moving slowly like an old granny's ass, looking like he didn't take himself seriously at all, "Your actions will pay a price!" β
Ralph roared angrily, stomping on the steel floor under his feet, the strong wind accompanied his body, and his whole body jumped high, and the power rushed into the opponent.
Then he saw Momothy take another slow step, his stick held up high.
"Die!"
He roared, the voice coming from under his visor twisted and angry.
Momothy could already imagine himself being punched and sent flying, but now that he had reached this point, he could only trust the voice......
He gripped the stick tightly in his hand, as if it would give him a little security, and closed his eyes tightly......
There was a violent force in his hand, and then it felt like a heavy object was hanging.
"Click......
There was a soft thud.
There was an uproar.
Seventy percent of the audience stood up with shouts.
What happened?
The expected power did not come from his body, and Mo Moxi slowly opened his eyes......
A huge pitch-black metal fist was infinitely enlarged in front of him, but it did not fall on his body for a long time.
At this moment, he himself was standing in a comical position, his legs one after the other, his head twisting backwards, his hands clutching the metal stick.
At the tip of the stick, it was tightly inserted into a crevice under Ralph's outer breastplate.
Countless burst sparks erupted from the cracks like fountains, all of which sprayed onto Momothhi's gray-black armor.
"Precise prediction!"
The robot shouted loudly, its mouth full of admiration.
"A wonderful dance-like pose! Directly into the gap in the opponent's armor! Not only does it unload most of the opponent's strength, but it also successfully evades the attack and allows the opponent to receive his own reaction force to rush in! Perfect! Perfect! β
Ralph tried his best to shake the armor on his body, but this set of modified armor like an arm command was now like a set of shackles on his body, and he didn't move at all.
", stinky boy, what did you do!?"
Listening to the angry scolding of the other party across the armor, Mo Moxi himself was confused.
"One of the reasons for the obsolescence of the Grizzly armor was the weakness of nerve sensing under the breastplate. The power armor, which temporarily interrupted the neural senses, was as heavy and depressing as a set of chains that locked the prisoner. β
The cold girlish voice slowly echoed in her mind, and Mo Momoxi understood.
"I passed these things on to you when you were in class, and I didn't know how to read them."
The female voice said mercilessly, and Momothy was shocked.
"Original...... It's you?! β
"Don't rush to thank me, good luck boy. Grizzly II armor is now semi-paralyzed, take him out. β
"Kill ......"
He looked at the stick he was clutching tightly in his hand.
How the hell am I going to kill him! I only have one stick!
"Mentally retarded." The female voice seemed to sigh, "Listen to me, don't hesitate." β
"Yes!"
Momothy hurriedly responded.
"Pull it out."
The stick was pulled out of the crack, and large sparks burst out, and dense arcs of electricity flashed on the brown-black power armor.
"Go around behind him, there's a piece of the largest outer deck armor on your back, pump it up."
Momothy's feet slid down the wheel, and his body also flashed with countless electric rays and went around the other party's back, blowing up a cloud of dust, and the stick in his hand was pulled up mercilessly.
"Bang!"
With a soft sound, the deck was smashed down, revealing the electric glow inside.
"Poke inside."
With a bang, a thick cloud of black smoke erupted from behind the brown-black armor.
"Damn, grass, damn it, FU CK, break the armor, move fast! Move! β
Ralph cursed, but the power armor didn't react at all, as if it had been pierced with a layer of iron, and could only be destroyed by Momothy.
"Sideways, gray part, hit three times, hard."
Bang bang bang, Mo Momoxi smashed in a mess out of order, and the girl who was huddled in the coat of arms was speechless for a while.
"Click......"
The arm flung down slightly, and the heavy fist slammed into his waist with a thud.
"On the other side, it's the same."
There was a popping sound like a bang, and the arm on the other side hung down.
βFU$CK ! SH$ITοΌ Drafted! Did you hear me! Drafted! Go to Nima's! Stinky boy! Did you hear that? Face it off with me! Don't use this kind of indiscriminate move! Drafted! β
Momothy was stunned for a while.
"Ignore him and continue. The back of the leg joint, the gray one. β
Puff puff puff and bend your left leg.
"Right leg joint, in the same position."
Puff, puff, right leg bent down, and the entire huge armor fell to its knees with a thud.
"And then?"
Mo Momoxi watched this extremely powerful enemy kneel directly in front of him at this moment, and the strong contrast made him feel in a trance at this moment.
"And then? His joints were shattered, and he called the referee. Well, you can also make up for his head. β
Momothy looked at Ralph, who was unable to move under the weight of his armor and was forced to hang his head.
βFU$CK YOU! I'm going to shred you! I'm going to tear you apart! β
The two orange light bars in the eyes of the armor suddenly exploded, startling Momothy.
"You're a." The girl mocked herself mercilessly, and Momothy frowned.
"Poof!!
There was a loud bang, resounding throughout the audience, and the boy pinched the stick flowing with green energy and smashed it on Ralph's head.
The latter only felt a strong feeling of dizziness through his armor and shook his head.
Boast!
Another bang.
Still not dizzy?
Momothy leaned in and took a look.
"Then let's do it again."
The surrounding audience was stunned at the moment.
Alan and Irene watched with convulsions as they watched the completely transformed scene on the field.
The two contestants in the audience had their mouths long, and the water glass in Morrison's hand fell to the ground with a click.
This...... Is there such a humiliation for others?