Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Contest Is About to Begin

"I can find my world in machinery...... That's enough. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 ο½‰ο½Žfo”

"I like martial arts at all...... Or is it mechanical? In the chaotic darkness, Edward stood still, muttering to himself, "What the hell am I...... What are you fighting for? ”

Ethel's face appeared in the void in the distance, and she was always smiling, no matter how hard life was, Ethel would face it with a smile.

"Maybe that's what I think of to others," Edward saw a mirror in front of him, his own face appearing, his hair growing longer, he hadn't cut his hair since Ethel died, he just wanted to be more like her...... Immediately, the mirror cracked little by little, "However, I always felt that my smile was a little fake." ”

Fluorescent, pulsing beside him.

Suddenly, what came from my ears became Lin Jue's voice.

"Edward, wake up, it's time."

Is it time for morning exercises, Edward groggily rolled over and sat up, and replied softly, "Yes." ”

It's been almost two months since school started, the summer warmth is fading, and the sunshine is no longer in the way of morning joggers, but Edward is slowly becoming more relaxed.

Breathing became more and more rhythmic, and Edward gradually could not focus on running, and he would not be unable to hold on to following Lin Jue all the time, and as he improved more and more, Edward became more and more unsure whether he had chosen the right path.

Lin Jue's voice came from the front, and his back was always so unswerving: "Ed, it's best not to think about things when running, your breathing is disordered." ”

"Oh, okay."

It's always fast and slow to run, and when you're done you'll find that it's really fast, but when you're running, it's never like that. The two slowly slowed down and stopped for a moment in the open-air playground.

"Whew......" Lin Jue let out a long breath, took two more deep breaths, and then jumped on the horizontal bar and began to toss his muscles like a humanoid machine, "So, what have you been tossing recently?" I can't give up all day. ”

"It's nothing," Edward poured a glass of water from the water dispenser next to him, "just busy with some messy things." ”

"Falling in love?"

β€œβ€¦β€¦ No. ”

"That's when you have someone you like."

"......" remembered Anne, who had avoided him, and Edward angrily stuffed the disposable water cup into the recycler, "Can you guess something else?" ”

"Heh~" With a chuckle, Lin Jue jumped off the horizontal bar, and in a few words, he finished 100 sets of pull-ups, "Let's see if you can break through 50 push-ups today." ”

"Come on, who's afraid of whom." Edward said as he leaned down side by side with Lin Jue.

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Qingyang Martial Arts Hall, the half-asleep Locks walked to the door with the smasher, said hello to the old woman who was guarding the door, and was just about to go in, but found that a familiar face suddenly came out of the martial arts hall.

"Hey, you're not that ...... Uh, the brawler of the dragon sound? You're coming to the martial arts hall too? ”

"My name is Wu Tao," shrugged his shoulders, Wu Tao smiled casually, "Actually, I come every day." ”

"Huh? But I've never seen you here," Locks rubbed his eyes and sighed, "Well, I didn't sleep well today because I had a game. ”

"Those who practice martial arts, smelling the chicken and dancing is the king," Wu Tao smiled and said, he patted Locks on the shoulder, and passed by Locks with the dragon sound, "I've finished training, you can cheer on yourself." ”

"Hmm...... Well? Looking at the backs of Wu Tao and Long Yin gradually moving away, it took a while for Locks to wake up, his eyes narrowed slightly, "He ......"

"He's going to come every morning at four o'clock in the morning to box," said the old woman who was watching the door, sitting in a rocking chair, carefully blowing the heat floating on the teacup, "I'm ashamed to say that the point was opened for him by the AI, hehe." ”

"This guy ......" Locks looked in the direction where Wu Tao left again, the man's back had disappeared, and Locks stammered, "It's a little strong." ”

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It's still early in the morning, and I'm in the pupil machinery shop.

"Uncle Az, I'm here againβ€”" Edward, whose hair hadn't dried yet, pushed the door in, "Isn't Senior Timo here yet?" There are no classes today, and I'm going to spend a day here. ”

The old man sitting behind the counter smiled and nodded, and Edward waved his hand to him and got into the No. 2 mechanical room of the machine pupil mechanical shop.

Opening the door, there was a dim light in the mechanical room, and Edward took two steps forward on his own, and the light finally suddenly turned on.

The new blues unfolded before Edward's eyes.

The debugged mechanical body is full of a stronger sense of power, the dark blue paint adds a mysterious temperament, and a pair of dark yellow shoulder armor is added to the shoulders, which is essentially a new missile launch system; The anti-gravity structure is still the same as the last two pairs, but now it is a pair of back and crotch, and their size has also been adjusted to enhance the flexibility of aerial combat; The new twin swords are installed on Bruce's back, and they are the result of the hard work that he and Uncle Azi have put into this month.

After nearly a month's rest between himself and Senior Timo, such a Bruce, even if he is a top 32 fighter, Edward is confident to fight with him!

Closing his own eyes, Bruce began to move each part of his body with different forces, and every time there was a hint of incongruity, Edward opened his eyes and personally adjusted again, which will be Bruce's final debugging!

"Mechanics and fighters, whatever is the same......" Edward muttered as Bruce debugged, "I don't need to be so clear, since I love them, why don't you just combine them into one?" ”

Yes, when I was doing these things, I didn't have to use that man as my motivation to come out all the time, and I was no longer just fighting for revenge on him, but......

For yourself.

Yes, for yourself.

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"I feel that there are a lot of powerful newcomers in these two sessions."

Martial Arts Boys' Dormitory, 507, which has only two beds, occupies a "dormitory with a small training ground" with only one on each floor of the Martial Arts Department.

In the floating projection in front of his hand is the website of "Gambler", and the man **** is lying on the bed with a strong upper body, quickly browsing something.

"The driver of the dignified 'One-Eyed King' has actually been reduced to unlocking the 'Level 2 Confidentiality Agreement' to understand his opponent?" The door of the training ground opened, and the handsome man walked in with a towel, "No matter how strong a newcomer is, it's too ugly for you to check other people's old bottoms like this." ”

"Don't get me wrong, I just found something interesting and went check it out." The man quickly clicked on the floating projection in front of him again, and brushed his pupils over again, "OK......"

"You...... Actually unlocked someone else's 'Level 1 Non-Disclosure Agreement'? The handsome man was surprised, "That's the reserve price of 5 million?" ”

"You know I'm rich, right? Like what 10 million 20 million fundamental...... Ahβ€”sure enough, huh," the man smiled, and before his eyes was a 3D model of the Holy Angel and a picture of its owner.

Enlarged the elegant figure, the man's expression instantly became a little hideous, and he whispered: "Albert von Wilson, you really chased me here." ”

The handsome man's expression changed, and the afterimage he left behind was instantly dispersed by the black and white monster who rushed out of the training room, and on the bed, the man casually wore a vest and jumped on the shoulders of the body more than two meters high.

A mixture of pure black and white, the mecha's ornamentation is hideous, this is the existence of the top three mechs in the "Gambler" website, the "One-Eyed King", feeling the knock on his leg, the one-eyed Akame turned to its side, and let out a cautious and dangerous low roar.

"You guy, can you consider other people's feelings?" The handsome man stood beside the black and white body, and said with a little annoyance, "If it were someone else, I would have been crushed by this time." ”

"You're none other than you, after all," the man shrugged his shoulders back, "I'm going to see an old friend, so you don't have to wait for me for dinner." ”

"Who has to wait for ......"

Before he finished speaking, the handsome man dodged again to avoid the hot air jet from the "One-Eyed King", and when he turned around, he had already rushed out of the guardrail and flew towards the road under the dormitory building.

"You bastard." The handsome man shook his head, took off his clothes and walked to the bathroom.

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The outer orbit of the fourth layer of Beigong University, the floating fortress of Life No. 3.

"Hey, Edward, you're finally here," Locks sneered at the entrance of the crowd of the outfield crowd, "the game is about to start, why are you here?" ”

"I took a break, and then I slept a little, so I wasn't late, was I." With a piece of bread from a roadside stall in his mouth, Edward hurried over with a brand new bluece, and the moment he saw the smasher, Edward squirted out all the bread in his mouth.

"Poof, you really did this effect!"

"Hehe, I'm willing to lose the bet." Locks said with a cold eye, glancing back at the Smasher, his facial muscles couldn't help but twitch, "The paint I just made in the afternoon, the spray paint AI asked me if I was crazy. But that's pretty good, shaking your opponent's eyes, hehe, isn't it? ”

Behind him, the Smasher's originally shiny black ultra-material outer armor was painted with an entire layer of inferior paint of color, which had managed to attract the attention of most passers-by, and even if the Smasher had long since turned his back, he could not escape the fate of being swept up on Facebook.

"Okay, okay......" Edward laughed and put his hand on Rocks' shoulder, and the two of them walked towards the arena together, "That's good." ”

And what came to my ears was Michael's familiar intonation, amplified by the PA system.

"Then ~ welcome to the arena of the mechanical fighting competition of the North American Public Mechanical University~~~"