Chapter 45: Robot Contest (1)

In the auditorium, the back area was occupied by students from the Department of Mechanical Control who participated in the competition. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

When it's not their turn, they watch the game here like the rest of the class.

Students from other majors also knew about it, and some came over to see the robot entities they used to compete.

It's just that at this time, almost all the participating students will not show off their works, and when it comes to the competition, if the opponent knows the performance characteristics of their own body, etc., all aspects of information.

There is undoubtedly nothing good to be gained in the game.

Keep your body mysterious, and attack reasonably in the middle of the game to get the best results.

In this competition, the reward on the surface is a scholarship, and the money is not a lot, but for many people, it is not a bad thing to strive for a good ranking.

The event is arranged to be displayed on the public screen, and today is one day, the four groups that win the first and second groups will be decided, the second day is three, four, five, and the twenty-one games in Zhao Luo's eighth group are scheduled on the third day.

This is not a bad thing, Zhao Luo can better understand the information of other competitors and pay attention in the next knockout round.

Even if you have a somewhat extraordinary body like the Holy Sword, you can't be careless at any time, otherwise the Holy Sword will really smell big if it is planted in any game.

"Ah...... It's been boring these days...... My steel martial artist is already hungry and thirsty......" Chen Youlong put his hand on the backrest, and after seeing the event arrangement, he was not very happy, his idea was that it would be their turn to be the thirty-eight group in the first game, and then let Lin Tingting not make a move first, and show off the audience alone, showing off the show.

However, it seems that the script did not develop as he imagined at all.

"Zhao Luo, Chen Youlong!" At this time, behind the four people, one of them suddenly called them, and when they looked back, it was a male classmate with deep eyes and a mushroom head, with charming (disgusting) dimples when he laughed.

"Sun Wei? What's the matter? ”

Sun Wei is also a classmate in Class 3, several people know him, and his grades are barely a top student in the class, which is just a drop in the way of Lin Tingting and Zhao Luo.

"It seems that we are still very close...... My twenty-first group, and your thirty-eighth group, are grouped into group eight. Sun Wei pushed his glasses and said seriously.

"I see, then let's all work together!" Lin Tingting said generously to Sun Wei.

"Well, it's natural...... And I paid special attention to it, the first group game is a match between our two teams, in the eighth group, I don't care about the others, but your 38th group is our 21st group's fierce rival! That's why I'm here for you...... I will give you a will to fight...... My group of twenty-one...... Definitely win you guys! ”

"Forehead......" Zhao Luo and Lin Tingting are both a little confused, it stands to reason that they are in a group of thirty-eight...... In the eyes of others, they are scumbags, and basically they don't take them seriously, but Sun Wei actually said that he regarded their 38th group as a strong enemy? It's really weird.

Sun Wei's results are not bad, so his group is unlikely to be weak under normal circumstances, and if it is possible, he can compete for a place in the top 16.

"Had he ever seen the Holy Sword? And realize the extraordinaryness of the holy sword? Zhao Luo's eyes narrowed slightly, a little dumbfounded.

And Chen Youlong is a matter of course. "Haha! With my brother here, our 38th group won't lose to you easily! See you on the field! ”

"It's a deal!"

The fist is an oath, as if two martial arts masters met in an earth-shattering pinnacle battle!

"Is that toy of yours reliable?" Lin Tingting asked about Zhao Luo's holy sword.

"It's not a toy, it's a robot that competes." Zhao Luo explained.

"Your robot toy, okay, I've operated it with a remote control...... Didn't even move. ”

Of course, it can't be moved, the Holy Sword is manipulated with its mind, and the remote control is just pretending, and there is no direct connection to the Holy Sword.

"Look, the game is on." Zhao Luo changed the subject.

At this meeting, the school leaders routinely heard a bunch of official words, and the students' ears had already heard the calluses, and no one would listen to them seriously at all.

It wasn't until all this had passed, when the competition actually began, that the students' attention was really focused on the big screen.

Both sides of the first game have entered.

"It's Zhang Hui's 38th group, it's interesting."

"Is it against the thirteenth group? They are really back, you look at those four classmates, they all have the word their faces......"

Before the competition, eight students from the two groups, the senior management of the school, and the judges thanked them.

Then the referee will check whether the body meets the basic standards, and then it can be placed in the competition venue for the game.

The venue was a ten-meter-square sand table, free of any obstacles, empty enough for their bodies to move freely.

As the rules have been said beforehand, if in any case it falls so that it is unable to move, or touches the ground other than the sand table, the body is declared a failure and the game is removed.

Until all four members of one group are removed from the match, the other group wins.

As the favorite to win the championship, the 28th group can be described as smooth sailing, and the strength on paper is really not covered.

At the beginning of the game, it was a crushing situation.

Almost in just three minutes, the battle ended, and in the whole audience, Zhang Hui's body did not move at all.

Only Ya Ziqing and Tian Boguang got all this done, as for Xie Fei, he just played soy sauce and pretended, and he was very diligent, but the classmates who looked carefully could easily see that he had no effect at all.

"Ya Ziqing's butterfly love flower is so strong, what the hell is that movement trajectory, the movement of the S-shaped is so smooth, is it the skill of the operation technology, or is it originally designed to have this function?"

"That's deliberate, it's not a S position, it's just that the steering movement is very flexible, her movement system is a steel wire, wrapping it around the target body, and throwing it out of the sand table area through centrifugal force...... Thus gaining victory. ”

"It's a really good idea.,It's so slippery to play with the line.,It's estimated that only girls can do it.,Anyway, I wouldn't have thought of using the line as the material basis for the action system.。

Compared with this, Tian Boguang's old driver has a somewhat invincible design...... Fixed...... Rollback...... Flip ...... At the end, there are no superfluous moves, it's as simple as completing the victory criterion......"

However, Zhang Hui's body didn't move, it's a pity...... What is that J8-like thing called? ”

"Lancer ......" Zhao Luo said as he looked at the big screen, at this time it was a close-up of Zhang Hui and his participating body...... Lancers......