"Yo ~ Yo ~ Welcome everyone to watch, this belongs to the collision of youth and blood, teenagers should be like this, fight!" The originally empty commentary seat suddenly appeared a middle-aged uncle.

Hu Jun heard the voice from the commentary seat, and his whole face turned black all of a sudden, and he turned his face completely away from the direction of the commentary seat.

When Lin Feng heard this voice, his face became stiff for a moment, and the serious painting style in the ring disappeared in a flash.

"Oh! Oh! Uncle, who do you think can win! A young man appeared beside the middle-aged uncle, dancing to cater to the middle-aged uncle.

The middle-aged uncle listened to the young man's voice, changed his funny expression, and said seriously, "First of all, these are two amateur-level TX-3 silver mechas, one side has the title of the first person to be a federal youth, and the other party is the first time to participate in mecha fighting. So ......"

When the young man heard this, he suddenly interrupted the middle-aged uncle's words, and said passionately, "In other words, this is a one-sided battle!" Young Master Hu Jun's first battle after 3 years will be a one-sided massacre! ”

Boom~

The middle-aged uncle punched the young man's head,

The middle-aged uncle stood up and shouted, "This is a bloody fight!" It's hot-blooded! There is never anything one-sided, mecha fighting brings us not only victory and defeat, but also brings us the greatest enjoyment is the bloody collision in the process of fighting! Remember, having fun is what we love about mechs. ”

After the young man received a punch, he became even more passionate, "Yo! Uncle is right! Next, let's watch together, this belongs to the bloody battle, fighting...... Begin!!! ”

As soon as the young man's voice fell, the phantom of the referee between Lin Feng and Hu Jun disappeared.

At the beginning of the moment, Hu Jun's blood boiled all over his body, clenched his hands, and sighed secretly, it turns out that I still want to fight, damn it!

Ahh

The sound of the knife came out, and the distraught Hu Jun directly urged the engine to rush towards Lin Feng, "Lin Feng, let's let you see my determination next!" Let me see if I'm afraid! ”

Lin Feng also pulled out his own knife, holding the knife in both hands and waiting.

Jingling... Jingling... Jingling.......

The Hu army's offensive swept like a storm, and Lin Feng hurriedly parried it, barely defending.

Unconsciously, the two of them have fought dozens of moves for a while.

Ding~ A loud bang was accompanied by a little spark.

After this blow, the two were separated by a few meters of each other.

Lin Feng gasped for breath, his hands holding the knife trembling slightly.

Compared to Lin Feng's embarrassment, Hu Jun comfortably shook the knife in his hand, and then pulled out another knife in his left hand, "I admit it now, you are qualified to be my opponent!" ”

After Hu Jun took out his double knives, he shouted at Lin Feng, "However, the warm-up is over, and then I am going to dismantle it little by little!" ”

After Lin Feng heard Hu Jun's words, he held the knife in his hand tighter with both hands, and waited for Hu Jun's attack.

Mu Xue was in the audience, clasped her fists with both hands under her chin, and shouted in her heart, Brother Feng~

Hu Jun's voice fell, and he rushed towards Lin Feng again, "Phantom is extremely fast!" ”

"Wow, wow~ It's Phantom Speed, the special skill of the silver mecha, although it is only a special skill possessed by an amateur-level silver mecha, but it is rumored that Young Master Hu Jun once defeated a professional-level mecha with this trick a few years ago!" The young man on the stage commented passionately.

At this time, the uncle of the commentator Xi fell into deep thought when he saw this scene, Xiaojun, sometimes the most powerful enemy in life is not someone else, but yourself!

Rushing up again, Hu Jun made Lin Feng powerless, but Hu Jun did not rush to solve Lin Feng, and dismantled Lin Feng's mecha one by one.

"Is this the strength of the Sword God Sun Tzu, it's really terrifying, ordinary professional-level rack masters can't withstand such a crazy attack!"

"Sure enough, this is still an amateur-level mecha, how powerful it would be if you flew a professional-level mecha!"

"Well, it's no surprise, in a few years, Hu Jun will definitely be able to inherit his grandfather's will to win the championship of the Interstellar Mecha Competition again."

“............”

Unlike the leisurely watching the battle in the audience, there was a fierce battle in the ring, or Lin Feng's unilateral abuse.

Lin Feng faced Hu Jun, who had fallen into madness, and was covered with the huge impact from the attack, and his consciousness gradually became confused.

For a moment, Lin Feng's watch flashed a little red.

At the same time, the uncle in the commentary seat also stood up and looked anxiously at the information on his watch.

Then the uncle quickly left the commentary seat and ran towards the backstage of the arena.

"Huh~ How do you go?" The young man was only puzzled for a moment, and then he was attracted by the collision in the ring.

In just a moment, Lin Feng's mecha at this moment was only a miserable skeleton, standing in the ring swayingly, just by taking another casual knife, Lin Feng's mecha would be shattered.

Seeing this, Hu Jun withdrew the knife in his left hand, held the only remaining knife in his right hand, and approached Lin Feng step by step, preparing to kill Lin Feng with the last knife.

At this moment, Lin Feng fell into a coma because of the strong impact just now, relying only on his will to support himself.

Lin Feng was in a daze, as if he saw himself in the ring, and saw Hu Jun advancing step by step towards his broken mecha.

Did I lose? Damn! Do I still lose in the end, am I going to stop here?

Lin Feng's consciousness also blurred little by little.

Suddenly, a gentle smiling face appeared in Lin Feng's mind, instantly condensing Lin Feng's spirit, and subconsciously stretched out his right hand to grab it forward, muttering in his mouth, is it his mother?

As his mother's smiling face appeared, the voice of his dusty memory came to Lin Feng's mind.

"Xiaofeng, what is your dream?"

"Dreams? Xiaofeng's dream is to protect his mother! ”

"This mother knows, but this time my mother is not asking about this, my mother is asking this time in addition to protecting my mother, which belongs to Xiaofeng's own dream!"

In his mind, the little boy tilted his head and thought for a long time, and suddenly, a smile appeared on the whole little face, "Xiaofeng's dream is ......"

In an instant, Lin Feng opened his almost closed eyes, put his hand on the long sword at his waist, and stared at Hu Jun in front of him.

Hu Jun saw that Lin Feng still wanted to resist at this moment, and laughed, "Don't you still admit defeat, what's the use of such useless efforts!" ”

Hu Jun's voice fell, and he took the knife in his hand and slashed towards Lin Feng, "Let's face it, it's impossible for you to defeat me!" ”

When the knife in Hu Jun's hand was about to descend on him, Lin Feng opened his mouth while drawing the knife.......