As soon as he cursed a few words, the dragon warrior was attacked again in the back, which shocked Ma Ping'an again.

For a moment, he seemed to be able to feel that there were many golden birds flapping their wings in front of him...

The dragon warrior's right arm had been destroyed by the opponent and was hanging beside him.

Although the main control system can automatically adjust the balance performance of the mech, it will inevitably affect some actions.

For a while, the dragon warrior was hit one after another, and three parts had been hit in a row.

The system beeps sounded repeatedly, and the left chest armor, the right shoulder blade armor, and the upper left leg armor were all damaged to varying degrees.

"I guess I'm going to have to take a break!" Ma Ping'an sighed, according to this situation, if he continues to fight, he is afraid that his life will be sent.

I tried harder, but all I got was a prompt from the system that 'the long-range battle system has collapsed and cannot be used'.

Without it, the dragon warrior immediately turned into a toothless tiger who could only be beaten, and in desperation, he could only connect to the referee channel and signal his abstention.

As soon as the request is made, the dragon warrior stops in motion, and in general, within a second, the intelligent system in the arena signals to stop the game.

However, the sound of the host aborting the game did not sound as scheduled, but was replaced by a loud 'boom'.

An even more violent shock followed, and the chubby dragon warrior was bounced away like a giant leather ball.

"The opponent's attack strength is 480 energy degrees, the damage of the armored defense system is 0%, and the damage of the armored defense system is 24% when it is continuously attacked.

Warning, the opponent's attack part is the outer armor of the mecha cockpit, and the pilot will be directly attacked! Warning, warning! ”

In the system prompt, another wave of concussion came, and Ma Ping'an's chest was stuffy, as if he had been smashed by a sledgehammer, and suddenly his eyes were full of gold stars and blood churning.

Both elbows bumped into me somewhere as the mech rolled, and even my hands became numb.

"Holy!"

Ma Ping'an immediately understood, the Wang family must have bought off the referee, and it seems that he was intent on destroying himself here.

"Damn, I'm fighting with you!"

Who is Ma Ping'an?

Although most of the time I am tired and collapsed, I am absolutely unambiguous when I really have to work hard.

At this time, as soon as he knew his situation, he suddenly became angry, and his hands continuously pushed the joystick.

Under his control, the dragon warrior regained his balance in the air, turned on the anti-gravity system, landed in a straight line, and then made several successive side pounces, hiding behind a hill.

Coincidentally, there was a dent about four meters wide and two meters deep on the hill, which happened to embed the dragon warrior inside.

Ma Ping'an manipulated the mecha to flash in, and as soon as he regained his strength, he immediately turned on the melee system, and the mecha's left hand flashed red, and the light energy war knife was already in his hand.

Ima Ping'an's plan was to hide behind this hill and wait for the emperor to come over and have a hand-to-hand fight with him.

At this time, the Emperor temporarily lost its prey, and although it knew that it must be behind this hill, it did not dare to come over.

The dragon warrior was even more motionless, even the horse Ping'an in the driver's cabin was silent, and the arena suddenly fell into a rare tranquility, only the audience in the distance was still heard a burst of exclamations.

"Shu Ting's chick is probably covering her mouth and screaming right now... I wonder if you will regret forcing me to compete? ”

In this case, Ma Ping'an suddenly had some strange thoughts, "If Sisi is here, he may be about to cry...

As for Xiaoya, damn, that stinky girl probably won't have the slightest sympathy...

Well, Wang Jue is probably a pity that I can't help him kill the emperor, and at the same time I'm worried about my own match with it tomorrow.

You Shuang, I really can't see through this kid, what do you want to do..."

Ma Ping'an was thinking nonsense, but at the same time, at the same time, in different places, there were indeed many people who were paying attention to this game.

For some of the city's elites, the ban on rebroadcasting was a dead letter.

In the Su Group Building in the New Magic Capital, in a huge room on the top floor of the tallest building in the New Magic Capital, a woman in a white gauze dress is sitting quietly in a large sofa, with a huge virtual screen in front of her.

At this time, her hands were tightly grasping the armrests of the sofa, and the joints of her fingers were a little white.

In the antique building of Pudong Wangyuan, there are two people watching the game at the same time.

In the study downstairs, Wang Dong looked at the screen in front of the desk with a glass of red wine in his hand, sipping it leisurely, with a smile on his face.

Upstairs, Yun Ying also stared at the screen in the bedroom, but the look in her eyes was a little strange, as if she was a little relieved, but with a little worry.

The expression on a small face also changes back and forth, sometimes smiling, sometimes gritting teeth...

You Shuang was sitting in a VIP room in the arena, whistling, hugging a scantily clad girl next to her, and one hand was still in the girl's corset, looking very relaxed.

It's just that the girl protests from time to time, such as 'Ouch, you tap, it hurts me so much to scratch', which proves that this kid is still a little nervous...

In the rest area of the players, Wang Jue looked at the screen in front of the seat expressionlessly, with a cold expression.

And because Shu Ting has been eliminated, she can only squeeze into the audience, and at this time she is staring at a fat man in the position next to her with big eyes.

"Stinky fat man, who said that the dragon warrior would lose? Beware of me flattening you into a pig's head! Even though you're pretty much like it now..."

While everyone else reacted differently, both of them on the field had only two options – defending and attacking.

Ma Ping'an naturally wouldn't take the initiative to attack, but Wang Zhongwen couldn't hold back.

But he was also a cautious person, and after the dragon warrior's fat figure was blocked by that hill, he did not attack rashly, but deliberately made another big circle and went around from the other side.

This is also his best choice, the opponent's long-range weapons have been destroyed by himself, so naturally there is no need to risk fighting him in close combat.

You know, during yesterday's data analysis, another offensive weapon of the fat mecha also caught his attention.

The strange energy of the all-round attack within a certain range was something that even the Emperor was not sure to dodge completely.

After all, the electromagnetic wave emission system can only create a visual illusion for the opponent in a space of forty meters, but in fact the main body still exists.

Although many parts of the body have been damaged, the dragon warrior's environmental acquisition system is still working properly.

After hiding behind the hill for a long time, the main control system finally found the trace of the opponent.

A faint black shadow was moving rapidly in the hills ahead.

"Eight hundred and sixty meters in front of the left, there are signs of movement of objects!"

"Damn, bastards are pretty smart!"

Although he had expected that the opponent would never be stupid enough to rush directly from behind the hills, after really finding that it appeared in front of him, Ma Ping'an still couldn't help but curse.

Because if this happens, the dragon warrior will still be passively beaten, and there will be no room to fight back.

Looking at the current situation, the other party should have already thought of this, and has not launched an attack yet, but just wants to get closer so that his weapon can have the greatest effect.

On the virtual screen of the mecha, the black figure of the emperor was getting clearer and clearer, and finally appeared on the top of another small hill two hundred meters away.

Although he knew that the place where it appeared might be just a visual illusion, the streamlined body that was more than three meters tall still brought a strong sense of oppression to Ma Ping'an.

"Damn, it's a pity that such a good mecha can be used for that little white face!"

Seeing the emperor's right-hand weapon slowly raised, Ma Ping'an could only drive the dragon warrior out of the dent and flash to the side.

The Emperor's gun spewed out a blue light, and it hit the dragon warrior in an instant, crushing it against the mountain rock behind it.

For a moment, even the beetle shell on the outside of the dragon warrior seemed to be unable to withstand this impact and made a creaking sound.

"It seems that Lao Tzu is really going to hang!"

Another shot struck, and Ma Ping'an tried to turn the dragon warrior's body sideways, not allowing it to continue to hit the original part.

But looking at the blue light from the muzzle of the Emperor's gun, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and hurriedly grabbed the handle of the light energy battle knife, and slashed a huge rock upwards with his backhand, just blocking it in front of him.

With a bang, the deadly attack was finally neutralized a little, but the remaining strength still hit the dragon warrior.

As the warning sound of the system sounded again, the armor outside the cockpit was on the verge of collapse...