On the banks of the river, the water is murmuring.

Zhao Qian sat cross-legged, nibbled on the sour wild fruit, got up suddenly, moved two steps to the left, and sat down again.

Xiao Chu was confused and wondered, "What are you doing?"

"Do you know the golden ratio?" Zhao Qian smiled.

"The golden ratio?" Xiao Chu didn't know why, nodded and said, "Divide a line segment into two parts, so that the ratio of one part to the whole length is equal to the ratio of the other part to this part, this is the golden ratio ratio, and its number is about 0.618." ”

"It is said that the golden section is the most aesthetic, and creatures such as sunflowers and nautilus all imply the golden section, and it is endlessly popped up in works of art. Zhao Qian talked and pointed to his position, "Sitting here, the river is just on the golden section, and the view is the best." ”

"......" Xiao Chuliang was speechless for a long time, pouting and said, "People are not machines, and it is too tiring to live like you......"

Zhao Qian was stunned when he heard this, but he also came to his senses and smiled bitterly.

As a mecha customizer, he is accompanied by numbers everywhere, and every parameter needs to be deduced repeatedly, even to the decimal place, and over time, the whole person is as rigid as a machine.

This is a disease, and it must be cured!

"Miss Xiao, what do you think?" Zhao Qian asked with a smile.

"Gao Jian?" Xiao Chu shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, "How can I have any high opinions? But why bother with numbers? The beauty of nature lies in going with the flow, of course, how comfortable it is!"

"Let it be?" Zhao Qian chewed on his mouth, and his eyes froze.

Suddenly, he understood where his flaws were!

Pilots are not machines, they have their own personalities and strengths, even if the same type of skill, in the hands of different pilots have different styles, it is difficult to distinguish between superior and inferior. I was too obsessed with numbers, ignoring the characteristics of myself and killing gods, and blindly pursuing the so-called "perfection", but I fell behind.

"How comfortable is it?" Zhao Qian's eyes wandered, and his hands tapped the void, as if he was manipulating an invisible mecha.

"What are you doing?" Xiao Chu looked suspicious.

Click!

Zhao Qian didn't answer, but got up abruptly and entered the god-killing battle.

"It's ...... The devil was stunned?" Xiao Chu was stunned.

Just say it casually, and the other party can realize the Zen machine?

"-Dragon!"

With a loud shout, the god-killing jumped into the air, as if climbing up the steps, rising step by step. Then, its body recoiled, and a snow-white tornado swayed up, with a violent voice, and a bullfight in anger!

"-Kunyou!"

Another long shout, killing gods is like a kun swimming in the north of the underworld, carrying floats and sinking rooms, the spirit is mighty, and the clouds are hanging down the sea!

Then, it comes and goes, sometimes like a phoenix flying high, sometimes like a rhinoceros shaking the mountain, sometimes fierce, sometimes fierce, unpredictable, and secretive!

"Eh, what a clever mecha guidance technique!" Xiao Chu's eyes rolled, secretly surprised, "It is said that the goods have to be thrown away, and my Xiao family's guidance technique is really not necessary to exist compared with this one." ”

This technique is the beast mimetic technique!

The beast imitation technique is originally six styles, and then three styles are derived from the big Yan hand, which are Longteng, Fengxiang, Tiger Pounce, Monkey Leap, Snake Roll, Kunyou, Run, Strike, Pengju, the tricks are exquisite, and the avenue is natural!

Soon, the god-killing game was finished.

"Happy, really happy!" Zhao Qian was feverish, only to feel comfortable all over, "Next is ......"

It's another round of beast mimicry!

And this time, the fighting style of the god-killing is worlds apart!

Rumble!

The wind and clouds surged, and the god-killing dragon rose into the air, but it seemed to have been pressed the "acceleration button", and the momentum of the ascent was faster than the thunder, and the tornado swelled, and the sound was blazing! What was even more strange was that its body was stretched like a noodle, and the entire void was stretched with it, giving birth to water-like lines.

Then, the god-killing palm was horizontal, and the palm hit like a bear destroying the mountain, but the movement was strangely slow, but on the palm of his hand, a wisp of rolling thunder roared highly, and even wisps of cracks appeared in the void!

Rumble!

More than ten meters away, a mechanical giant tree swayed, accompanied by the colorful fallen leaves, and gave birth to a deep palm print!

Seeing this, Xiao Chu gasped.

The god-killing action is non-stop, and the one-style beast mimicry rotates, but it is completely different from the previous round, fast and slow, light and heavy, sometimes thunderous, sometimes silent, completely unpredictable, and unguardable.

"The sound is loud, and the elephant is invisible. In the cockpit, Zhao Qian seemed to have an understanding, and whispered, "You don't have to be obsessed with the three-style technique, if you can 'internalize', you can do it easily." ”

He smiled.

Zhao Qian felt that the "seed" was germinating!

Perhaps, through this trial, the god-killing can enter the realm of the tiger!

Not only that, using the beast mimicry as a template, he already has a new set of technical prototypes in his head.

"This set of techniques," Zhao Qian said to himself, "its name—Giant Beast Imprint!"

"Miss Xiao, thank you for your kind words. "The god-killing man put his palms together and bowed.

Zhao Qian is sincerely grateful.

"What kind of golden jade words?" Xiao Chu shook his head, "I'll just say it casually, it's you who have a good understanding." ”

And deep down, she was secretly shocked: This kid is not the illegitimate son of a big clan? This god-killing god is the same as Shaohua, both at the peak of the battle, but in terms of strength, it is not the same at all!

"Miss Xiao, when you're full of food and drink, go back to the mecha, let's go!" Zhao Qian calmed down and reminded, "It's dangerous here...... Be careful!"

Sou!

The god-killing man rushed forward, his movements were like a fish leaping to the tip of the tide, accompanied by an afterimage, and the speed was amazingly fast! Not only did it move fast, but the space outside its body folded layer by layer, pushing it like a sea tide, shrinking into inches in an instant, and it had already crossed dozens of meters.

Boom!

The god-killing right palm stretched out and blocked in front of Xiao Chu, and in the next moment, a crimson laser exploded on his palm, and the light splashed everywhere.

"Huh?" Xiao Chu was so shocked that his face was pale, and he said gratefully, "Zhao Qian, thank you!"

She didn't dare to imagine what her fate would have been if it hadn't been for the god-killing god to block this blow!

"I'll send you back to the mech!"

The god-killing took advantage of the situation to grab Xiao Chu, and his movements were swift and brisk, carefully sending her into Shaohua's cockpit.

In the cockpit, Zhao Qian's face was ugly.

The methods used by the comers are too poisonous! They are so bold as to shoot directly at people! If Xiao Churuo is shot by this one, he will at least be severely disabled!

Airplanes!

Shaohua's eyes lit up, and the mecha had been activated.

"Thank you!" In the cockpit, Xiao Chu's heart was relieved, and he smiled, "Zhao Qian, when I said that you are not a man, I was wrong...... You're a true pure master—"

She didn't finish her words, but in her ears, she heard Zhao Qian's roar.

"Be careful!"

Xiao Chu was stunned for a moment, randomly, and felt a violent shock hit, his internal organs seemed to be torn, and his eyes were dark, and he fainted.

Shaohua fell forward, revealing a short mecha behind him, it was holding an alloy long stick, and its right foot stepped on Shaohua's back, and the long stick was raised high again and smashed down!

Rumble!

Mars splash!

Shaohua's body shook violently, like the unconscious convulsions of a dying person!

"Stop!"

Just as the god killer was about to step forward, the dwarf mecha raised its head, as if slanting, and smashed it down with a stick.

Rumble!

Shaohua twitched again, but he couldn't hear Xiao Chu's screams.

"Are you crazy? Shaohua has lost his ability to fight!" Zhao Qian's pupils contracted, and he said angrily, "Do you want to kill someone?"

"I'm just an iron rod, where can I kill the dead?, let her have a long memory, let her remember, remember who has the final say in this hunting ground!" The short mecha had a slightly slanted head and a rampant tone.

This mecha is called "Belly Sword", and listening to the yin and yang in the driver's tone, he is indeed suitable for this mecha.

"Why are you stunned? Come and teach her a lesson!"

As soon as the belly sword was ordered, several mecha surrounded it, also holding iron rods, looking at this posture, they were actually ready to smash Shaohua who had lost his combat power!

Zhao Qian's face sank, and he was already angry: Xiao Chu is right, this is a group of mad dogs!

Kill the gods forward!

Repeated!

The dull footsteps echoed, and the movements of the mecha that were about to start were slightly condensed, and they all turned to kill the gods, revealing strong vigilance.

In the cockpit, the wolf thieves were stunned.

The god-killing step forward, the movement is not slow, the step is not big or small, but in just one step, it has already reached the front of a group of wolf thieves! And what do the people think, such a long distance is by no means something that can be reached in one step! Not to mention one step, it is difficult to reach it in four or five steps.

The crowd was amazed.

Of course, there are also unbelievers!

Call!

The wind howled, and a brown mecha struck from behind the god-killer, and another smack slammed into the back of the head.

Airplanes!

Kill the gods and turn around!

Its turn was completely different from that of a regular mecha, like a child holding a toy and spinning one hundred and eighty degrees, barely making any movement, and the god-killing was already facing the other party.

Click!

The god-killer raised his hand, his movements seemed to be slow and fast, and he took the blow, and then he kicked it straight again, kicking the mecha out like a cannonball!

This scene immediately shocked the audience!

"If you want to save her, then come!" With a sinister laugh, the belly sword raised its alloy long stick, and did not attack the god-killer, but smashed it again at Shaohua who was lying on the ground!

Boom!

With a muffled sound, the god-killing pounced on Shaohua and received a slap on the back.

"So fast?" In the belly sword, Qin Feng was slightly startled.

With his eyesight, he couldn't even see how the god-killing rushed over!

"If you want to be a hero, let you be enough!" But then, Qin Feng sneered.

Knock! Knock!

The belly sword jumped up and down, and the stick fell like rain, like a raging storm, smashing on the god's body, splashing countless dazzling sparks!

"Say, what it's like to be a hero...... Isn't it cool?" Qin Feng was ruthless, and there was a trace of excitement in his eyes.

Click!

Its continuous stick blows were finally stopped by a big hand.

The god-killer held the long stick and slowly stood up!

On the surface of its body, the metal muscles rolled and squirmed, and the body was more like countless spatial faults, which actually caused the shock of the stick blow to be cut and failed to transmit it to Zhao Qian in the cockpit.

The god killer stood up slowly, obviously his body had not changed, but there was an indescribable momentum accumulating layer by layer, like a bear standing on the sky, the sky and the sea, and the pneumatic mountains and rivers!

"-Hiss!" Qin Feng's body trembled.

The belly sword is an assassination mecha, with a short body, and his favorite thing is to use the convenience of being short and flexible to kill the tall mecha. But at this moment, the god killer standing in front of the belly sword gave him a feeling of a high mountain looking up, towering from the ground to the sky, completely unshakable!

Rumble!

The god-killer lowered his head suddenly, as if the space had folded, and its head hung down to a very low position, and with a fierce head hammer, it smashed the belly sword to the ground!

"Wait, I'll come back to you. ”

The god killer picked up Shaohua, turned around and strode away.

Its various strange methods have condensed into an indescribable shock, and for a while, no one dared to chase it!

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