Six American recruits rushed into the cab with gloomy faces and silence.

[Electric Light Warrior] was actually robbed of his weapon in close combat, which was completely a resounding slap in the face in public.

The glorious monument that the [Freedom] team has built up over the years in the recruit competition has begun to loosen after the battle just now.

The roar of six different types of mobile armor was like a huge drum on the ancient battlefield, shaking the hearts of all spectators.

Recruits from six dozen European, Asian, and African countries all know that American recruits no longer have the confidence to win alone. They have already been defeated, and even if they defeat the [Last Butterfly Shadow] with the advantage of being outnumbered, they don't have the heart of a king.

Qin Fen controlled the [Last Butterfly Shadow] to retrieve the extra-long multi-functional mobile armored cannon from behind him, and with the other hand, he held the electromagnetic pole slash that glowed, and slowly opened the martial artist's shelf.

The six recruits in the Americas were stunned at the same time, what does this mean? A long cannon in one hand, a close-range weapon in the other? And put on the shelf of a warrior?

Recruits from West Asia and Africa are also full of questions about the emergence of mobile armor to replace the existence of anti-aircraft guns and tanks. Even the battles between mobile armor are fought by artillery firing at each other, or missiles firing at each other.

Two large pieces of iron in the shape of a small ruffian scuffled together, and such a way of fighting was not suitable for real war at all.

War is a world of efficiency. Whoever is more efficient will have a greater chance of winning.

At the moment when the six mobile armors were stunned, the barrel of the cannon in the hand of [Doom Butterfly Shadow] emitted a brilliant and dazzling firelight, and a flaming missile rubbed against the air to create a visible air flow tunnel.

Escho was shocked in his heart, and the pair of huge metal wings behind the [Battlewing Celestial] completely unfolded!

The perfect crystallization of the military's most high-tech machine, this moment shows the most powerful firepower of its mobile armor.

Feather-shaped metal wings open, and each metal feather hides a missile! Dozens of missiles rushed out of the wings at the first time.

Rumble!

The missile launched by Qin Fen suddenly exploded in mid-air. A visible firelight filled the open space between the two sides.

Fooled! It's the Burning Sky Nebula Bullet! Escho has the urge to vomit blood, this missile has no lethal effect on mobile armor at all, but it produces high heat, and in the high heat, there are chaotic electromagnetic waves, which has a high effect on disrupting enemy missiles.

The dozen or so missiles just now, because of their hasty self-preservation, did not use special means to carry out a powerful satellite lock-on tactic.

The moment more than a dozen missiles flew into the wall of fire, the sound of thunderous explosions shook the ground and soared into the sky!

What about people? Where is it? Escho turned on all the search radars as soon as possible, and used Mobile Suit experience and intuition to look around for Qin Fen's most likely location.

The other five American recruits also quickly turned on all the search radars, searching for possible enemies at great speed.

Heavenly? No! Ground floor? Nor did it!

Wall of Fire!

[The Last Butterfly Shadow] appeared from the wall of fire in the stunned eyes of everyone! The armor that covers the outermost layer has begun to deform with the baptism of flames!

The Burning Sky Nebula Bullet creates a flame temperature that is not ordinarily high! Even if the [Electric Light Warrior] with super thick armor rushes through it, it may be completely incinerated into a pile of scrap metal.

How can it be? Eschoer's chin was one, and even if the power of the [Last Butterfly Shadow] was overloaded by three hundred percent, he would not be able to pass through this wall of fire.

Don't...... He...... A surprising statistic crossed the minds of the six mobile armored warriors at the same time, four hundred percent! At the end of the year, the official data of Butterfly Shadow is only 326%!

In an instant, the Butterfly Shadow had already smashed into the six mobile armors, and the broken electromagnetic poles slashed into the throat of the [Battlewing Heavenly God]!

Before the blue sparks could jump out of it, the armor on the last butterfly shadow suddenly fell off, and rows of strange parts like small pyramids were arranged together, making a buzzing sound.

"Particle Storm!"

The American recruits roared out at the same time as all the other continent warriors who were watching.

This shock was too big, so big that I couldn't release the extreme shock in my heart without shouting out my voice.

The East Asian recruit's scalp tightened, and the cool air behind him suddenly swished, and he actually wanted to use a particle storm? This is just a skill competition, not a real battle of life and death on the battlefield!

For each type of mobile armor, the military has added a method of warfare that is almost the same as the end of the game.

Particle Storm is the super trick of the last Butterfly Shadow! Theoretically, when designing, this move will not cause the mobile armor to self-destruct due to the cast, but in fact, the first lesson that all mobile armored pilots who fly [Butterfly Shadow] learn is not to use particle storms.

Because the critical value of the particle storm must be very accurate, at least a slight error, this mobile armor will produce a violent explosion in the power furnace during the use of the particle storm.

Particle Storm, as its name suggests, will be a real storm as long as it is released, and even the super heavy mobile armor of the Galactic Steel Soul can only die.

Escho wanted to rush in front of Qin Fen, grab the collar of his clothes, and ask him well, what is the deep hatred between the two sides? Died together? Although we are not in the same military region, we are all comrades-in-arms in the final analysis!

The huge particle storm instantly swept through the seven mobile armors on the field, and the recruits watching the battle could no longer see the gorgeous mobile armor, and people were waiting for the sound of the mobile armor exploding one by one.

One second, ten seconds...... Twenty seconds, thirty seconds...... Recruits watching the battle are going to have their jaws drop, and Particle Storms usually only need ten seconds to unleash, destroying everything in range and exploding themselves.

Forty-five seconds, fifty-seven seconds...... The particle storm stopped, and six pieces of broken mobile armor crossed their arms in front of them, making a defensive stance. The [Last Butterfly Shadow], who took off the armor protection, stood quietly like a beautiful woman who had just come out of the bath. Motionless.

Didn't self-detonate, and didn't blow up the enemy? This......? How is this possible? The eyes of the European recruits are straight, and this time it is much more difficult than the last time to overclock the power furnace.

Being able to make the machine [Butterfly Shadow] not self-detonate is already the level of the junior ace driver! But, fifty-seven seconds, this is not something that a junior ace mobile suit can do.

In fifty-seven seconds, not only does it not self-detonate, but it also does not explode the opponent's mobile armor, which can only be done by today's real batch of ace mobile armor fighters!

The six mobile armors slowly withdrew their broken arms, and they looked at their own mobile armor in disbelief, at the mobile armor of their companions, and at the [Doom Butterfly Shadow] standing in their central position.

"You won ......"

In the quiet battlefield, Eschoer's bitter voice sounded slowly.

The cockpits of the mobile armor slowly popped open, and each of the American recruits jumped out of it with a miserable face.

The dry American recruit uniforms also looked as if the whole person had fallen into the water and had just been salvaged.

The cockpit of [Last Butterfly Shadow] bounced open, Qin Fen's face was a little pale, and he jumped off the armor, his legs were slightly weak and he almost didn't stand firm.

Particle Storm ...... Qin Fen raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, what the instructor said was not wrong at all, this thing is really extremely difficult to make, plus he has to worry about the life and death of the opponent, all his energy is almost gone.

The recruits from Africa and West Asia looked at Qin Fen blankly, this person could even jump off the mobile armor by himself without being supported by others? Don't he know what it means to be tired?

"East Asian recruits, our [Freedom] team in the Americas is willing to bow down." Escho raised his thumb, his eyes full of admiration: "Your, you are already today's top ace mobile armored warrior." ”

Qin Fen used the method of a martial artist to give his hand: "It's just a fluke." ”

"Fluke?" Escho smiled bitterly: "If I were to do what I had just done, even if I had a thousand lives, I would never have been able to reach such a fluke." ”

Qin Fen walked to the stands with frivolous steps and said to Africa, the West Asian recruits: "Today, I am tired. If you're still interested in learning from me on mobile armor, tomorrow. ”

Interest? The recruits from Africa and West Asia smiled bitterly, who would be interested in a madman who would dare to use even a particle storm? Fortunately, this [Last Butterfly Shadow] was also scrapped with the use of Particle Storm.

The next time you fight, [Doom Butterfly Shadow] will not be able to appear again, and naturally there will be no such shocking particle storm that will drop your jaw.

The African recruits and the West Asian recruits met their eyes, and they both saw the same doubts in each other's eyes. Red Lotus Phantom, Guan Said Angel, even if Qin Fen can use these two mobile armors, they can't reach the real ace-level strength of the last butterfly shadow, right?

"Hoo ......"

Qin Fen approached the café, sat down on the sofa with a heavy butt, closed his eyes and exhaled a long breath, his face was full of the word "tired", and the whole person was completely devoid of energy.

"Old Qin, why are you so tired?" Xue Tian asked everyone's doubts.

"Hey......" Qin Fen closed his eyes and leaned his head against the back of the sofa: "I fought a mobile armored battle with the mobile armored unit of the American Military Region." ”

"Oh? Is anyone sick with our mobile armored warriors in East Asia? Xue Tian's gossip soul began to burn: "So, temporarily seconded you to be a substitute?" ”

"It's not." Qin Fen shook his head twice weakly: "It's me who single-handedly picks up the mobile armored unit of the recruits of the American Military Region." ”

"Alone? Singled out? Xue Tian's voice suddenly raised: "Old Qin, do you still use mobile armor?" The recruits of the Military Detachment of the Americas seem to have dominated the championship of this project for many years. You win? ”

Except for Lin Ling's expressionless face, everyone present looked at Qin Fen in surprise. One of them simply squirted out the coffee he had just drunk in his mouth.

Mobile armor is a special discipline, and it's not something you can do with two punches and kicks.

"Won...... Kindness? Thank you ......."

Qin Fen's closed eyes suddenly opened, and he looked at Song Jia standing behind him in a daze.

Qianqianyu's hand gently rubbed Qin Fen's temples.

Song Jiayu's face flushed red, and she slowly lowered her head in the surprised eyes of everyone, avoiding everyone's gaze.

Xing Wuyi's eyes were full of surprise, Song Jia! Song Wendong's granddaughter, the proud daughter of this day, would take the initiative to massage Qin Fen to relax?

"Wingless dude." Lin Liqiang leaned his head to Xing Wuyi's ear and whispered: "Secret, if you don't want Lao Qin to be poked to death by a certain divine beast tomorrow, you must keep it secret." ”

Xing Wuyi's eyes flashed with clarity, and he replied in a low voice: "Lin Shao seems to be very familiar with Qin Fen. ”

"Yes." Lin Liqiang nodded vigorously: "He is my friend." ”

Xing Wuyi's eyes shot again in shock, and Lin Liqiang opened his mouth to say friends? This is rare, and the odds of winning the lottery are much smaller.

"Guys, our air force still has training." Lin Jiacheng slowly got up and walked quickly to the door, leaving a sentence in the air: "I'll go back and prepare first." ”

"That's right." Qin Fen spoke again: "What about Du Peng and Feiyu?" ”

Xue Tian shrugged his shoulders: "Du Peng is lucky, his next opponent actually met Mark of the Americas. Jumino. ”

"Mark. Jumino? Qin Fen raised his eyebrows: "Zeus, one of the top three in the American Military Region?" ”

"yes." Xue Tian whistled loudly: "The top thirty-two entered the top sixteen, and Zeus collided with Du Peng." ”

The café was silent for a while, Qin Fen's eyes stared at the coffee in front of the table, Du Peng's strength has increased a lot, but he still hasn't digested the legacy left by Du Zhanpeng.

Either of the Seven Star Immortal Thunder Gong and the Phaseless Water Bird Gong is a rare exercise, and it is not an easy thing for many martial artists with good qualifications to be able to cultivate one well.

is as talented as Du Zhanpeng, and he can only practice one course first. Du Peng, whose qualifications are inferior to Du Zhanpeng, when it is said that the function of the phaseless waterfowl has that level, it is largely stimulated by Du Zhanpeng that he barely reaches it.

Now, let him combine the two rare exercises into one...... Even if he has all the motivation and pressure of his brother in his heart, he still can't do it in the short term.

Xing Wuyi sighed softly, how tiring it should be for a martial artist whose qualifications are not top-notch, carrying the glory of his brother and the burden of the continuation of his brother's life.

Qin Fen looked down at the dragon head belt, if there was still an Inzarota Life and Death Pill in his hand, if he gave it to Du Peng at this time, he might not hesitate to eat it, right?

"As for Brother Chen." Xue Tian spread out his hands: "His luck has a fight with Lao Du." As long as he wins one more game, if nothing else, his opponent will be the [Demon God] Solomon. ”

"You're not bad luck." Xing Wuyi's index finger gently turned the cup on the table: "If you win, you will soon run into [Open Heaven] Brooks." I heard that he seemed to have received an invitation from the Holy Martial Arts. ”

"Really?" Xue Tian leaned into the sofa and crossed Erlang's legs very casually: "That thing is not a big deal, I also received one a few days ago." ”

(To be continued)