Chapter 8: The First Battle of the Black Tyrant

Will you be nervous for tonight's game? The sun shone into the broken house, and Amu lay on the top bunk and whispered to Kang Ming.

"I said I'm not nervous, do you believe me? It's a fateful thing. Kang Ming replied a little helplessly with his eyes closed.

At the same time, he thought in his heart: "Nonsense, of course I will be nervous and afraid, I have no combat experience, but no matter how afraid I am, I will also play, only by winning the annual championship, can I know everything and avenge Aunt Jenny." ”

"Don't worry, I'll be watching you from the sidelines, as long as something is wrong, I'll immediately send a stop signal and press the stop button, so that both mechs will lose energy in the fighting arena, stop moving, and won't let you die."

In a mecha match, there will be people on both sides watching the game from the sidelines, and in case of a fatal attack, the emergency stop button will be pressed, and then the energy field around the arena will cut off the mecha's energy block output system, and the mecha will stop functioning. This is a measure to protect the mechs and mechwarriors on both sides.

But when it comes to protection, this feature is rarely used. Inexperienced rookies will generally find the energy block in a few clicks, and the opponent will quickly cut off the energy line, and the victory or defeat will be revealed soon; After all, the risk cost of attacking mecha is very high, not only consuming their own energy, but also may expose flaws in the attack, out of caution, the focus of mecha fighting has always been energy blocks.

"Do you think our mech needs a name?" This mecha is Amu's brainchild, and it's not surprising that he asked.

Okay, what's the name you come up with? "At best, Kangming is just a driver, and the right to name it is still handed over to Amu.

"Black Tyrant! That's right, we'll call him Blackover! Amu stuck his head out of the top bunk and looked at Kang Ming with burning eyes.

"Poof!" , Kang Ming laughed, this name is really not good enough to add secondary two.

"What are you laughing at? Doesn't it sound good? Amu seemed a little frustrated.

"It's not good, but I respect your decision." There is no need to be polite with Amu, just say anything, Kang Ming has been with him day and night for more than a month, two children who have nowhere to go, struggle together for an unattainable goal, the relationship heats up quickly, and now we have nothing to say.

"And what name did you come up with?" Amu looked at it with some embarrassment, and seemed to feel that his name was not very good.

"It's just Heiba, it's good." I said in a firm tone.

"Okay, I'll spray the name on the mech." After saying that, Amu jumped out of bed and went to wash, and rushed out to get dressed and rushed into the workshop in two minutes.

"Hurry up, and see how it works." Amu's people rushed out, and the voice came in, and it seemed that he was really happy.

Kang Ming squinted for a while, and then got up lazily to go to the workshop, after all, he had to recharge his energy before the game, and he would have to drive the black bully to do the final practice later.

I saw that the left arm of the mecha was sprayed with a big red word "Ba", which looked quite domineering and improved a lot of momentum.

"How?" Amu asked Kang Ming expectantly.

"That's good, Amu, I feel that the grade of the mecha has been raised, hahaha!"

"Let's go, let's go to the backyard and do some more practice." After saying that, Kang Ming got into the mecha and walked to the backyard to train with the projection combat system designed by Amu.

Until evening.

"It's time to go." I said to Amu, who was staring at the data.

"Hmm!" Amu replied in a firm tone.

Kang Ming walked slowly towards the mecha and took a good look at the alloy lump. "It's beautiful!" I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

When he approached the mecha, the mecha automatically turned on the to-enter mode, and the mecha at the entry part automatically turned on, it felt like the mecha had opened its mind to Kang Ming, and this feeling of impatience to enter hit his brain, and he jumped directly into the mecha in two steps and one step.

When Kang Ming entered, the mecha automatically turned off, and then all parts of his whole person were wrapped by the mecha except for his face, this sense of wrapping and security was really amazing!

"You try to do some simple movements." Amu's words dragged Kang Ming out of his satisfaction, and he realized that he was going to drive this big guy to fight, not to drive this big guy for a walk.

"Okay, okay." Kang Ming listened to Amu's command, slowly raised his hands and feet, and then moved to punch and walk.

"I always feel very sluggish, the speed of walking, the speed of punching, it takes me half a day to turn around." Looking at the cool mecha, it really doesn't feel as smooth as I imagined when driving, and the whole thing is a bulky alloy block wrapped around the body.

"At the beginning, it was like this, I had set up a recording learning program, and the whole module would keep following your movements to respond, to put it bluntly, the more actions you make and the longer you drive the mecha, the more you can integrate with the mecha." Amu seemed to know this for a long time, and said indifferently.

"Okay, I see." Seeing Amu so calm, Kang Ming was relieved, he didn't want to be dragged back by the mecha in the battle, it would cost him his life.

In the following month, Kang Ming and Amu kept testing and perfecting the entire mecha, he and the mecha really slowly integrated, all kinds of movements are very smooth, running, jumping, turning, punching can be reacted to at the first time, sometimes even the mecha is walking with Kang Ming's movements, it seems that Amu's program is really good.

At the same time, in the central tower of the metropolis.

"Councilor Du, we found a son on Sixteenth Street who is suspected to have disappeared Zhao Shi'an sixteen years ago, and his age and appearance are more compatible." He spoke as a burly and capable short-haired man in military uniform, with a swarthy face and a weather-beaten look, and the scar on his right cheek accentuated his terribleness. "We've seen that he's been testing a mech lately, and it looks like he's going to participate in a mech competition."

"Oh? That kid is actually in the science city? It's kind of interesting. The white-haired man in a shiny white robe said with a wicked smile as he looked at the sixteenth street in the distance. Don't be in a hurry to move him first, so let's do it, you send a younger guy in the team to participate in the mecha competition, find a chance to play with him, try his skills, see if he is really Zhao Shi'an's son, if so, how about his ability, don't kill him as a last resort, the current situation is the time of stalemate, in case Zhao Shi'an finds out what we do, things will be much more troublesome, since his son is in the science city, then the initiative is in our hands. Remember, it's important to test for who you really are. ”

"Yes, I'll do it." After saying that, the man in military uniform went out and left.