The Lu family's mansion.

The mecha training ground ,—— a place of cauldrons.

In the huge wall mirror in the shape of a hollow letter, two mecha figures are reflected, one is a prison guard, and the other is a phoenix-tailed butterfly.

Bang bang bang!

The phoenix tail butterfly posture is elegant, the moves flow like a cloud dragon is changeable, the six pairs of phoenix tail blades are just and soft, sometimes like a giant axe horizontally, sometimes a war knife is vertically split, sometimes like a wave sweeping, the offensive is endless, ever-changing.

The prison is just fists and feet, one move and one style are secretly in order, the attack is peaceful, the defense is strong, the grandeur has the style of a master, the gestures are thunderous and shocking, and the water does not leak.

The level of this competition is extremely high, the fists are to the flesh, and the moves are dizzying, and there is a sense of thrilling.

Of course, this is on the premise of plugging your ears.

"This mouth, killing people without seeing blood......" Zhao Qian smiled bitterly.

"This man belongs to a crow, can't he keep his mouth idle?"

Zhao Qian's original plan was to prepare to test the mecha in the mecha workshop, but unfortunately he gave up halfway.

The reason is simple, there are only two words,—— "disturbing the people".

After the customers were overwhelmed and fled one after another, several shopkeepers carried out a "friendly visit" with kitchen knives, and almost blood was splashed on the spot!

To be honest, Zhao Qian understands them very well.

......

"What's wrong today? Did you go out and take the wrong medicine? Or did you forget to take the medicine? It's useless, there is no cure for brain damage. ”

"Have you ever been kicked by a donkey or eaten by a dog?" or have you been caught by a door?

"Look at you bear-like, you can't even pick up hot. ”

......

The scolding was high-pitched, and even the sound of the engine could not be covered, turning back and forth endlessly.

Xiang Pojun's scolding skills have been perfected, and he is proficient in all eighteen kinds of martial arts, and he has been scolded for so long, but he has not been repeated, which makes people feel the breadth and profundity of Chinese culture.

It's really unimaginable that Xiang Pojun is calm and doesn't talk much on weekdays, but once he enters the cockpit, he is so "liberated by nature"!

"Mental illness?" Zhao Qian thought secretly.

But to tell the truth, the lethality of this "sonic power" is quite good, and the disturbing effect is first-class.

For example, the phoenix tail butterfly, as an opponent, has not even exerted eighty percent of its combat power now...... On the one hand, it is the hypergravity field of the prison, and on the other hand, it is the magic sound that fills the ears.

"No, no, I've got to rest. ”

Jiang Wanning's tired voice sounded, she finally couldn't bear it anymore and raised her hand to admit defeat.

"You rest, I'll practice by myself!"

Xiang Pojun is still in the mood to fight, his endurance is amazing, and his saliva seems to be amazing.

Beginning with the sentence "Immortal Banban", he scolded loudly, his fingers tapped wildly, the prison stepped forward, his fists whistled, and he was tyrannical.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The fists and feet broke through the air, moving like thunder, stirring up thunder!

"How is it?" Jiang Wanning rubbed her ears vigorously and asked again, "Zhao Qian, do you have any plans?"

"No," Zhao Qian shook his head and smiled bitterly, "He's missing something......

"What's missing, what's missing?" Jiang Wanning was stunned and hurriedly asked.

"Soul!" Zhao Qian spat out a word.

"Soul, what do you mean?" Jiang Wanning said in surprise.

"Every pilot, whether strong or weak, should have his own unique style, which is the so-called 'soul'. Zhao Qian rubbed his chin and thought about it, "And mecha customization, to put it bluntly, is to strengthen its style and promote its strengths and avoid weaknesses!"

"Style?" Jiang Wanning thought thoughtfully.

"For example, Ma Xu's style is a 'trick' character, he is quick-witted, has unique ideas, and can often surprise and be unpredictable. Zhao Qian gave an example, "The 'color change' of the unarmed is naturally complementary to him." ”

"What about my brother?" Jiang Wanning frowned and asked.

"He?" Zhao Qian glanced at the warden, shook his head and said, "His operation water can't be splashed, he doesn't have any shortcomings, but he doesn't have any expertise." The Xiang family's training method is very professional, but it is like a product on the assembly line, which does not give him a soul. ”

Jiang Wanning seemed to be thoughtful, and couldn't help but say, "What about me?"

"You?" Zhao Qian smiled and spit out four words, "—a combination of rigidity and softness." ”

"Combination of rigidity and softness?" Jiang Wanning raised the corners of her lips, an adjective she liked very much.

"Your six pairs of phoenix tail blades can be as hard as iron and stone, or they can be as soft as water, and they can turn like you want with your rigidity and softness, and they are incomparably powerful. Zhao Qiankou was like a river, and said, "I have come up with a set of customized solutions, but I can't do it for the time being, and it will take some time to polish." ”

"How long will you have to wait?"

Jiang Wanning's eyes lit up, and it took some time to listen, so she couldn't help pouting.

"Rest assured, it won't be long. Zhao Qian said calmly.

"It won't be too long, how long?" Jiang Wanning's face was full of anticipation, quite aggressive.

"Uh......" Zhao Qian suddenly found that he had dug a big hole for himself.

He hurriedly changed the topic and asked rhetorically, "Wan Ning, what do you think, what is your godbrother's style?"

"He?" Jiang Wanning tilted her head, her face distressed, and she thought hard.

As soon as the two stopped talking, Xiang Pojun's magic voice immediately occupied the high ground and swirled in his ears for a long time.

His voice is loud, the tone is high and low, sometimes high-pitched and sharp, sometimes deep and low, with the righteous and round national scolding, it really makes people's scalp tingle.

"Doesn't his throat hurt?" Zhao Qian smiled bitterly.

"It's really okay...... Jiang Wanning also smiled bitterly, "On the battlefield, my brother also has a famous nickname, called 'Mourning Bird'." He's got a powerful voice and can be pitched high or low, and we all say it's probably his 'unlocking ability.'" ”

"Unlock the ability?" Zhao Qian rubbed his chin, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, "Perhaps, this can be ......"

"What's wrong?" Jiang Wanning was stunned.

"Wanning, thank you for the reminder. Zhao Qian got up, put his hands to his mouth, and said loudly, "Brother Xiang, stop, I have an idea...... This set of equipment is called - Elegy of Death!"

"Death Elegy?"

A month later.

Under the ancient pine, an old man swayed on a chaise longue, the sun swaying, leaving a small silhouette on him.

A middle-aged man stood behind him, with a respectful expression and careful manners, but he couldn't hide his iron-blooded arrogance, and his majestic posture was cool.

These two people are dressed ordinarily, but they are both characters who can make Huaxia shake three times by stomping their feet.

The old man's name is Xiang Hong, and he is the contemporary head of the Xiang family.

The middle-aged man's name is Xiang Yangge, who is the actual leader of the Xiang family and Xiang Pojun's father.

"Say it. Xiang Hong squinted his eyes and said lazily, "What is the matter?"

"Dad, I want to go up the mountain and kill the mandrill. Xiang Yangge's eyes were sharp, and he said in a deep voice, "This farce? should it be over......

"You, do you want to break the Xiang family's blood oath?" Xiang Hong turned around when he heard this, his face was dissatisfied, "Blood revenge must be avenged, this is the rule handed down by the Xiang family since ancient times! ”

"Dad, Po Jun is the most talented child of this generation, and it is even possible to carry the celestial system!" Xiang Yangge had a gloomy face, "Do you want to see him die in vain?"

"Doesn't his talent come from the obsession in his heart?" Xiang Hong said lightly, "After every challenge, although Pojun is seriously injured, his operation level is improving day by day. ”

"That's why I've been letting it go......" Xiang Madge shook his head, his face showing anxiety, "But now it's different, the mandrill has transformed and is about to grow into a beast general! ”

"Not necessarily. Xiang Hong shook his head and suddenly asked, "I heard that he found a helper?"

"Yes. Xiang Xiangge was stunned when he heard this, and raised his voice, "Xiang cut the deer, you come in." ”

"Yes. A young man entered, respectfully, "Grandpa, father." ”

Xiang Qilu is the eldest son of Xiang Xiangge, and now he is studying with him and taking care of the affairs of the clan.

"That Zhao Qian, have you found out his details?" asked Xiang Langge.

"Got it. Xiang Qianlu nodded, picked up a stack of materials, and read it, "Zhao Qian, twenty-one years old, undergraduate ...... Jiangcheng University"

This material actually knows Zhao Qian well, and even the early nightmare engine is also clear.

It can be seen that the Xiang family's news network is extremely powerful.

"Nightmare Engine, Storm Lady, and Wuxiang Armament?" Xiang Hong looked interested, and said with a beard, "That little guy named Zhao Qian seems to have some ability. ”

"......It's just a small fight," Xiang Madge shook his head, not optimistic, "The phaseless armament is also effective against the mecha, if you encounter a mechanical beast, you will definitely die! The mechanical beast has a keen five senses, even if it closes its eyes, it can track the opponent's traces with its sense of smell and hearing!"

"By ear to ear, knowledge is still limited. Xiang Hong shook his head, "You still have to rely on your eyes to see...... In that case, let's go to the Land of the Broken Cauldron and have a look?"

"Yes!" Xiang Madge nodded, but he didn't care in his heart.

Unfortunately, the two sides did not meet.

"Family master, the sixth young master said that he wanted to train in the field, and I don't know where he went......" a maid said tremblingly.

Xiang Hong looked at the girl with glasses, his eyes moved, and he said indifferently: "It's okay, let's go in and have a look." ”

"Please follow me. The girl hurried to lead the way.

The wall of paper-shaped mirrors towers, reflecting the shadows of the people.

Xiang Hong looked at himself in the mirror, his expression seemed to be in a trance, and he stood for a long time.

"Dad, what's wrong?" Xiang Yangge shrugged with an indifferent face, "It's no different...... I don't think the kid named Zhao Qian made any noise, and there was no movement. ”

"Really?" Xiang Hong shook his head, "Crazy Song, your observation skills are really poor. ”

"Observation?"

Before Xiang Yangge could react, Xiang Hong's crutches were erected and tapped lightly on the mirror in front of him.

Click! Click!

With this knock, countless cracks on the mirror surface were diffuse, like a storm sweeping in all directions, just a moment, one by one, the mirror walls collapsed, and the debris splashed down, like the collapse of the mountains.

"Ahh

Click!

Debris splashed, and the four mirror walls like huge fortresses collapsed and collapsed in an instant, which was really shocking!

But what was even more shocking was Xiang Crazy Song and Xiang Cutting Deer.

"Oh my God!" Xiang Qilu exclaimed, his face full of shock, "This is all bulletproof glass, and it is difficult for ordinary bullets to penetrate!"

"What weapon?" Xiang Rangge looked surprised.