Chapter 96: Defeat the audience

Three minutes later, no one stood up to challenge the steel baby.

Dong Tianao found that everyone was looking left and right, so he also learned the tone of the steel baby, and shouted loudly: "Is there anyone else?" If not, just declare my grandfather win......"

"I'm coming!"

At this time, the boy in the black sweatshirt, carrying a huge black box, walked to the center of the golden ring.

When everyone saw that it was a child, they ridiculed:

"It's good to be young, and I don't know how dead words are written."

"Maybe people have depression, want to commit suicide and are afraid of pain, and die in the hands of the steel baby, doesn't this want to die as it deserves?"

"Why do I think he's here to touch porcelain?"

In the face of many ridicules, the boy in the black sweatshirt didn't mind, just looked at the steel baby and said with a smile:

"First of all, I have to make it clear that I'm not interested in Peacock Girl. I'm here just to meet a real mecha master, because I'm also a mechmaster. ”

"What, it's a mecha?"

The words of the black sweatshirt woke up many people, and more and more people realized the true identity of the steel baby.

At the same time, one by one, they held their breath and stared seriously at this golden ring.

In the X-Star Field, Mechists are extremely scarce and rare.

A mature mecha master often needs hundreds of years of comprehension and actual combat to fully master the secret art of mecha and create a mecha that is in line with his heart.

And it is rumored that the battle between mecha divisions is a hundred times more tragic than the battle between inhumans.

The fighting philosophy pursued by them is to break bones and never die!

"To be honest, it's been a long time since I've been in a mech battle, because on our planet, I have no opponent."

The black sweatshirt has a bland tone, but it has a murderous aura.

He slowly opened the black box, pulled out a rectangular block, and gently pressed a circular button in the middle.

The rectangular cube suddenly spread out, and instantly turned into a red spider with eight long legs.

And the head of this red spider left a seat, and the black sweatshirt jumped lightly, sat on the seat, and began to control the red spider.

"My mecha spider has won 100 games in a row, and is known as General Yum." The black sweatshirt was a little proud, but his smugness only lasted for a second before disappearing, "I know I'm going to lose to you today, but I still want to give it a try." ”

"I appreciate your courage in knowing you can't do it. But I don't want to play a game that's meant to be won. The steel baby said.

"There are two kinds of people in this world, one is fighting for something, it may be for money, it can be for women, it can be for dignity."

The black sweatshirt is like a philosopher, analyzing the problem.

"But I belong to the second category, I fight for the sake of fighting, purely love to fight, that's all."

"Interesting!" The steel baby smiled and said, "Then you are very dangerous, you often walk by the river, how can you not get your shoes wet." ”

"Everything in the world, without eternity, cannot escape death. If I am destined to die, I would rather choose to die at the hands of my opponent. "The black sweatshirt shows insight and maturity beyond my years.

Seeing this strange young man, Qin Hao in the corner smiled slightly, this kind of person who fights for the sake of fighting often has a lot of good things on him, and he can be said to be a fat sheep.

"Why don't I just use the other way, return the other, and force him to exert his strongest combat power." Qin Hao thought for a moment, and suddenly a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, "Yes, that's it." ”

I saw that on the golden ring, the steel second baby who never took the initiative to act, suddenly, all ten fingers became longer, until they became as long as the legs of the red spider, and then stopped.

Then, five fingers on the left and right clasp the ground, equivalent to the legs on either side of the spider.

And his body is horizontal in the air with the power of his fingers, equivalent to the head and abdomen of a spider.

In an instant, a humanoid spider was already in place.

The steel baby jumped up directly, rode on the waist of the steel baby, looked at the black sweatshirt, and said with a smile: "Take out your strongest combat power!" ”

"What?"

The black sweatshirt sighed and fell silent.

As a mecha master, he had never seen this kind of operation.

", humanoid spider? This ......"

In this situation, the mouth-moving masters sitting in the audience were also silent.

At this moment, they have really quit their jobs, and they have been completely impressed by the combat effectiveness and imagination of the steel baby.

The peacock sitting in the first row was overjoyed and began to look at the audience from time to time.

At this moment, she wanted to know what kind of person was controlling these two humanoid weapons behind the scenes, playing so slippery.

"As a mecha, the most important thing is imagination, but in terms of imagination, I have lost to you." The black sweatshirt's eyes were full of respect and humility, "Please let me die at your hands." ”

When the black sweatshirt was very young, I once read a story.

The story says that there is a bird in the world that has no legs, and it must keep flying, and one day when it is tired of flying and wants to land, it is the time of death.

So, he gave himself a name called the Footless Bird.

He is like the bird, when he fails, when he falls to the ground and dies.

"Fly, legless bird!"

The black sweatshirt flashed with excitement in his eyes, driving the red spider to drive like a steel baby.

The steel baby also smiled, turned the left index finger into a slender blade, and drove the steel second baby, at the same speed, towards the black sweatshirt.

Just as the two met, the steel baby swung the blade of her left hand and slashed towards the black sweatshirt.

"Whoosh!"

A cold light pierced the void.

The footless bird did not die, but the footless bird on his chest was directly cut in half.

"Why don't you kill me?" The footless bird asked coldly, "Am I not worthy to die at your hands?" ”

"I never kill, people who deserve to be killed by me." The steel baby also said like a philosopher at this time, "The former you are dead. Now that you are a brand new you, I hope that in the coming days, you will be able to fight for yourself, for your loved ones, for your friends, and not for the war again. ”

If man is just fighting for war, then he is a machine, and he loses the meaning of being human.

The black sweatshirt turned around, stared at the steel baby in front of him for a long time, jumped down from the red spider, knelt on one knee, and said very respectfully:

"I have no family, no friends, from now on, I live only for you, you are my faith."

"Good!" The steel baby nodded lightly and jumped off the steel baby.

The black sweatshirt took out a book with a black cover from his arms and handed it to the steel baby:

"For the mecha master, the mecha secret art is the most important thing in his life, this is what I have learned all my life, and I am now unreservedly dedicated to you."