The Guardian Mecha casually threw away the Thunderstorm Ripper who gradually dissipated in his hand and classified as data, slowly twisted his hard face and looked at the location of the remaining three mechs.

In the cockpit, Xu Fan was a little curious about whether the remaining melee mecha on the opposite side would choose to directly confront him.

After three seconds......

The radar display instrument showed that the other three were still in place and did not move, he scratched his head, is it so cowardly?

Shaking his head in disappointment, he manipulated the mecha to half-crouch and open the emergency energy shield.

He glanced down at the remaining energy of the Imperial Guard, as well as the negative effects that the Imperial Guard had brought to the Imperial Guard after the sweaty operation just now.

After seeing a row of data, based on his familiarity with the machinery, he instantly made an estimate in his mind:

The energy peak is gradually decreasing, leaving 31%.

Due to the violent output of the engine, the brakes heated, the core program was blocked, and the maneuverability dropped by about 75 yards.

The mecha's two mechanical arms and small auxiliary propulsion engines have been obsolete due to the maximum output, which caused the transmission of the main engine's commands to be blocked.

Well, so his Imperial Guard still has two mechanical legs left to use?

Without further ado, we have to solve it quickly......

He made up his mind, and casually tapped his fingers on the virtual control keyboard in front of him, and gave a command.

In the endless desert, the Imperial Guard, who had just experienced a big battle, slowly raised his right arm of the machine, and his five fingers clenched into a fist towards the sky, and then the middle finger of the mechanical fist collapsed.

Ironic.

It's glaring!

……

"it! It's going to explode! ”

The fat man lying in the sand in the distance had just recovered from the shock of that scene, and was immediately blinded by this extremely arrogant scene.

"God Bao, this is going against the sky!" Daniel, who was observing the battlefield from the sniper eyescope, groaned weakly, and his face was full of adoration.

Xu Fan once again refreshed the titanium alloy dog eyes of the two of them!

Originally, I thought that the last time was a mistake in the Yuanlei battle system, and that victory was purely accidental.

But - what about this time?

No matter how blind they are, they can see something different.

It took less than three minutes to go from the Imperial Guard to the Thunderstorm Ripper being picked up and blasted like a chick!

What concept is less than three minutes?

This is—O great god!

Between the lightning and flint, the primary defensive mecha hammered out a high-level and superior performance of the assault mecha, although there may be elements of the opponent's underestimation of the enemy, but-

Xu Fan, the pilot of the Imperial Guard, has just participated in the two mecha battles!

Lu Ya, who was forcibly withdrawn from the viewing hall, looked at the scene of the imperial guard raising his middle finger in front of him, bit his lip tightly, and showed a complicated expression.

She had fought against the Thunderstorm Ripper just now, and she was indeed a light enemy, otherwise she would have held out longer. However, after some inference and analysis she just made, even if she didn't underestimate the enemy, she would still be defeated in the end if she used the physical skills cultivated by the Xiao family.

There is no other reason, the main reason is that the last move of the Thunderstorm Ripper caused the destructive power that was too strong.

Borrow the power of thunder and lightning......

She had seen a similar trick in a professional league, and the professional pilot who used this trick was a ninth-order pilot, a pilot who was only one step away from a high-level pilot, and in the end he was still defeated by the pilot who used the power of thunder and lightning.

But......

This thunderbolt pilot who she had no solution to, and the thunderstorm ripper pilot who defeated her, was still blown up by Xu Fansheng-

With an extremely arrogant attitude!

This......

Looking at Xu Fan's mocking gesture, Lu Yamei's eyes in the viewing hall rippled.

She was looking forward to the next battle of the teenagers.

……

Unlike Xu Fan's side, on the live broadcast number of the viewing hall where the losing montage was located, the comment area was silent for a moment, and then exploded.

"O great Zamasun ancestors! What did I just see? ”

"Violent, really violent enough!"

"It's not better to beat you, I like pilots with this kind of temperament!"

"Black Powder Roll!"

“…… Meng was slapped in the face and slapped in the face, it's so pitiful~"

"My slap in the face brother is still worthy of his reputation, hahaha."

"! This ID's 'Clever D Machine Arm Player' is probably also the trumpet of a certain god, right? Meng was slapped in the face and had no power to fight back. ”

"Great God? Upstairs py watched the live broadcast, and the identification was completed. ”

"Agreed, those ace pilots standing on the throne of the sky, who would surrender their identity and disdain this kind of low-level virtual battle?"

"I seem to see another mecha-level star rising?"

……

Montage subconsciously turned off the live video, staring at the imperial guard who blasted him alive in the picture, stunned.

For a second, it suddenly felt like he was living in a dream.

Who am I?

Where am I?

What did I go through?

After sobering up a little, the words that this nightmarish opponent, the ID Clever D Arm Mechanic, said to him before the battle.

"Don't be like someone, you'll be beaten."

He did get beaten, and he didn't know who he had learned......

Anyway, he was beaten by the guy who said he would.

It's very tragic, it's the kind that makes people doubt life.

With the roughest sledgehammer, he gorgeously drew an end to his first commentary on the battle.

At this moment, Montage wanted to cry.

In his career as a professional commentator, he has never seen such an arrogant pilot!

However, despite his strong resentment towards the Imperial Guard in front of him, curiosity drove him to continue.

Montage gritted his teeth and stared at the frame, hoping that the three fans would get him back on the field.

……

In the desert of the Tianshan Mountains on the virtual battlefield, looking at the straight middle finger raised by the imperial guard, the three pilots who were crawling on the soft sand turned around and trembled.

The first-order pilots of the ID Universe have begun to charge the Titanium-light spears in the Night Elf assassination robots.

"Nima, madman, don't stop Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu has to stab this arrogant guy to death!" The Domination Universe gritted his teeth and roared towards the communication channel.

Although the voyeur demon driving the defensive mecha jungle guard was also very angry, as a third-order player of the meat shield type, his operation level and combat awareness were the leading among the three people present, and he gritted his teeth calmly and scolded: "There is a second-order sniper on the other side, such a close distance, it only takes one sniper to send you off the battlefield." Fight for hegemony, if you want to die, I won't stop you! ”

The player of the ID Battle Universe froze slightly, looked at the long-range output mecha Hawkeye on the radar display, and stopped talking.

"Two great gods, what should we do next?" As the newcomer with the highest level of operation among the three, the scenery in the cockpit of Ryujin No. 1 is infinitely weak.

He fought out of the thousands of montage fans by luck, and at the call of the commentary, he rushed to cheer for him, originally thought that he was going to show his face, who would have thought that the montage commentary had just been arrogant for a minute, and he was hammered.

It is still a profile that shows that the player in the novice area who is not as good as him exploded with the most rubbish primary defensive mecha hammer.

This......

This is a bit beyond his rookie's psychological estimate!

Thinking of the furious scene of the imperial guard just now, he was still a little pounding with his heart.

How to fight?