Fifteen minutes into the game, nine of the twelve mechs of the Flying Squirrels had successfully crashed, and there was no ups and downs in the pursuit, just a suppressive one-sidedness. As soon as the flying squirrel mech started to grab the ball, the werewolf mecha of "Elsa" chased and beat it.

Conventional fighting skills, which can beat the taekwondo of the sergeants of the "Aisha" team. What's more, the werewolf's murderous genes can be used as a stand-in in the duel arena with explosive power, and the strength of the attack far exceeds that of conventional fighting mechas-as for how much, there are no experimental test statistics, anyway, they landed on the mecha of the flying squirrel team with one kick and one punch, and the mecha shell was deformed. This kind of force smashed into the mecha, no matter whether the protective shield was opened or not, two or three heavy hits hit the same place, and the main control of the mecha would definitely be injured. The ratio of fighting mechs used in competitions is only 1:1.49 to the human body, and once the shell is damaged, the effectiveness of the internal protection system will be reduced by at least 70%.

This group of werewolves will not stop beating the mobile phone armor, they have to press on the ground and rub it, and then beat it wildly.

Most of the flying squirrel mechs that got caught in the melee were not because of their own tactical mistakes, but because their teammates' mechs encountered non-humanitarian challenges and were shot down in the past. Okay now, it's a mess......

In fact, only three or four of them were beaten at first, and they were only shot down at the beginning of the race without warning. Every time the flying squirrels fall a mech, the werewolves will pounce on them three or two to besiege them.

In the arena of Dragon Ball, there is no such thing as a fight being whistled or a card dealt, and since it is a game that relies on fighting to score goals, it definitely needs to be fiercely contested. In the past, there was humanitarianism, no one would press the players to the ground and beat them to death, as long as they could get the Dragon Ball goal. This time is different, the organizer let the flying squirrels fight the werewolves at the beginning, and also made it clear that the losing team will take their lives and blood sacrifice arenas, and there is nothing about it.

This group of hooligans is either here to organize competitions or group fights.

A technical team like the Flying Squirrels is obviously not an opponent when it comes to fighting and not grabbing the ball. Mu Cheng didn't have any specific and feasible methods, the team members all knew that today was a duel, and they were determined to die, and no one thought that they would have to go back alive.

The game was played like this, and Captain Mu shouted loudly in the communication, and no one paid attention to him. He simply stopped shouting, took the ball to bypass the scene of the group fight, and said in his heart: "If you can score a few goals, count as a few goals, so you won't die so embarrassed." ”

There are one or two sensible ones who didn't fight the werewolf mecha, and they all started late and hid fast enough. It is still difficult for them to save their lives, let alone cooperate with Mu Cheng, they all rely on loopholes to survive.

Every corner is a brawl battlefield full of rolling on the ground, no one cares where the Dragon Ball is, Mu Cheng took the ball to bypass the two werewolf mechs, and scored a layup in three steps.

- There is only one dragon head in the whole court, which is the "basket" that the players need to score, and the height from the ground is 15 meters.

The players of "Aisha" did not panic when they saw Mu Cheng's goal. The nearest werewolf mecha fell from the sky with a thunderbolt leg and went up and down according to the rat boy Tianling Gai'er.

The rat boy raised his hand to clasp the dragon's head, and dodged to the left side with the force, and the thunderbolt leg tightly rubbed the rat boy's right arm all the way down. The sharp sound of metal rubbing "boring" came into the eardrum, like a sharp eagle's claw scratching pig iron, making people's gums itch. A long line of sparks burst into Venus, slicing across the rat's arm with the sound of metal grinding.

The control network of the fighting mecha is transmitted by pain sensory nerves, just like the early fighting mecha that linked neurons.

During the game, all-round perception is required to help the mecha master get the fastest reaction speed. If you don't feel the pain of being beaten, it's easy to delay your reaction speed based on visual judgment alone, causing the mecha to be damaged in combat. If you don't feel the pain of the mecha, the main control of the mecha will not cherish the mecha as much as you cherish the body. Although the mecha is made of steel and iron, when the degree of damage exceeds a certain index, it is not so resistant to beating. At this time, the life safety of the mecha master will encounter an unprecedented threat.

The angel's fangs are transmitted to Mu Cheng and Pipsqueak.

Pippi's right arm shook, and the hot friction passed with a tingling pain, "Hiss...... Mu Cheng ...... "She tapped the key, and suddenly raised her hand to cover her right arm. "The back of the head" swept over with a whirlwind leg, "Ah! She screamed, clasped her hands to her knees, and buried her head in her arms, trying to hide.

"Oh hey, my aunt, what's wrong with you?" Bao Erye, who was lying flat in the medical cabin, wanted to struggle, but he didn't struggle, and the safety buckle was locked. "Shhh...... This damn girl...... You let me go! He yelled hysterically in the medical cabin, waking up on his own without the anti-rejuvenating agent, shaken by Pippi's screams. It is worthy of an IQ of 140, the carp is not able to stand up, and the brain can react to what is going on before it is fully turned on - the memory of being corona by the Suzaku bracelet is too deep.

He was afraid of the robots next to the dead girl, each one worse than the other.

Mu Cheng manipulated the rat boy to narrowly dodge the thunderbolt leg, buckled the dragon ball into the dragon's head, caught a glimpse of the sweeping kick behind him, and slammed it down regardless of it, accelerating and landing from a height of fifteen meters, and smashing into the reinforced steel floor at an angle perpendicular to the ground. I heard a loud bang on the laminated steel floor, and the rat boy got down on one knee and smashed a five-magnitude earthquake posture under the dragon's head.

There was also a loud bang on the top of his head, and the dragon's head jaw that was tilted upwards at seventy-five degrees hit the upper jaw, shut up, and kicked the whirlwind legs. In the dragon's mouth, the four steel fangs collided, broke into knots, and fell down with the dragon ball, smashing on the top of the rat's head.

This time, Mu Cheng didn't hide.

Another flying squirrel mecha that had dodged quickly and escaped from the group fight battlefield stretched out his arm to scoop up the dragon balls in mid-air, and took off for another goal.

On the display, the results of the flying squirrels jumped twice in a row, leading 2:0.

The cheers in the audience rose wave after wave.

2:0, this is the result of the whole team being beaten.

Mu Cheng and the mecha that scored the goal did not escape the fate of being beaten. After all, it is two mecha that are besieging the rat boy, and they will also have a high level of taekwondo. After Mu Cheng staggered the whirlwind leg and landed, he was immediately chased by another mecha. The mecha ran over from a hundred meters away, and while the rat boy was not stable on the ground, it flew up and jumped head-on, and kicked its side leg according to the door of the rat boy.

The rat boy covered his face with a mecha footprint, squatted down, was pressed to the ground and rubbed a long spark, flying nearly three hundred meters away, almost across the entire arena.

Pippi, who was in the hotel, screamed again, and collapsed on the sofa chair with his hands over his face. She felt a sharp pain on the bridge of her nose, hot stickiness flowing out of her nose, and her mouth was full of sweet rust smell, but in fact, there was nothing—all her perception came from Mu Cheng.

"Break the link!" Yun Ge shouted in her mind.

"Yunge, save him." Pippi ignored his order, rolled over from the sofa and got up, and hurriedly called for help for Mu Cheng.

"He can't die, concentrate on the black web! The arena is closed, hurry up and help me find an exit. Three and a half minutes later, I went into the arena to get people. Yun Ge forcibly blocked her contact with Angel Fang, and sent a text message with a temporary IP: "Password contact." —He taught Phimoths the code.

Mu Cheng's butt sat miserably enough, he raised his leg and kicked the inside of the opponent's mecha's thigh, kicked the mecha into a sideways posture and fell to the ground, turned over and ran.

The flying squirrel mecha that scored was even worse, the dragon ball buckled into the dragon head, and the vest was kicked, and the main control spit out a mouthful of blood directly on the dragon head, and smashed it to the ground in free fall.

In the adrenaline-pumping audience, screams swelled like a tsunami.