At five o'clock in the afternoon, the sun showed no signs of converging. The streets of Mars Centre are cut into small pieces of light and darkness by the shadows cast by the tall and low buildings on both sides.

On the sidewalks, pedestrians scurry along the crowd, stand in groups and talk on the side of the road, wait anxiously at the atomic clock on the bell tower at the corner of the street, or wander around in front of the shop window and look around idlely.

On the truck lane, heavy trucks loaded with supplies slowly drove by, making a loud noise. On the flight path closer to the center, flying cars shuttle quickly and silently. The height lights on the roof and the brake lights on the rear of the car flash from time to time, forming two rolling traffic, both front and back.

The whole city was enveloped in incessant rumbling. It was the sound of mechs and slag trucks, cleaning up the ruins left behind by the war, and the sound of engineering mechs and giant cranes, building new buildings or new space cities on land that had been cleared. Although this sound is harsh and noisy, it makes the world seem vibrant.

Canterlot's central business district was one of the first places in Mars to return to prosperity.

There is so much money to be made on this ruined planet. Hordes poured into Mars's spaceship, bringing supplies, information, money, and manpower all flowed here. Countless large and small enterprises and business groups, millions of employees from all walks of life, gather here to fight for all opportunities to make money.

The southern business district, close to the river and SEG Convention and Exhibition Center, is a white giant pavilion-style main building with a retractable curved dome and surrounded by hotels, office buildings. Shopping malls and other podiums form large building complexes. The main building of the convention and exhibition center is 260 meters high, 1,800 meters long and wide, which is the size of six mammoth-class giant transport ships.

This white behemoth, like a polar bear, is entrenched in this commercial area. It's very conspicuous.

At this moment, the most conspicuous thing in the SEG Convention and Exhibition Center is in front of the main entrance of the center, a banner of the genre mecha ring competition venue and the registration office set up outside the hall door.

Originally, such an event registration should have been in a cool room. However, in order to attract attention. In order to show the control of the Mars Front over the planet, Cheng Zhixuan specially set up the registration office outside the door of the hall.

The effect of this trick is obvious. Since the announcement of registration, the parking lot of the entire SEG Convention and Exhibition Plaza has been full of flying cars from all major genres. It is possible to establish a genre, even if it is only a small genre, in Mars. All have a high status. The business groups and various organizations under his command have brought them a lot of income. Therefore, their flying cars, one more luxurious than the other.

The fact that these flying cars stop here is an attraction in itself. When people saw the huge banners, the advertisements hanging all over the streets, and then saw the famous Mechanics, and even the sect masters, waiting in line in the winding waiting area. Their interest has simply been raised to the top.

With more and more genres registered, with all kinds of rumors flying all over the sky, as the start date of the mecha ring competition is approaching and the tickets for the audience are hard to find, the genre mecha ring competition. It has become the hottest topic among Mars's population. The whole planet. was ignited by this game involving countless entanglements of interests.

Tairyu Nakagawa Daiki. Kilburn, who kills the stream, is a god of war who has been famous for a long time. And sign up for other genres. It's also the best of the best. Mecha Knights, more than 900, and Mecha Commanders, also more than 100. There are not many disciples of the small school who are outstanding, and many sect masters simply go into battle in person.

There are also many strong disciples of the genre who have also returned from mercenaries or pirate groups, just to be eligible to participate in this competition.

You must know that the conditions of Fiji Alliance are really too generous.

It doesn't matter whether they can participate in the ruling alliance or not, it is a matter for the suzerains, they only know that in the competition, once they achieve better results, they can not only get a generous bonus, but also have the possibility of directly becoming a citizen of the Feiyang Republic, skipping military selection and military merit accumulation, and directly becoming an officer of the Feiyang League.

Normally, this would have been impossible. Not to mention that these fighters don't care much about this kind of treatment, even if they are willing, before mecha combat enters the era of hand-to-hand combat, they are not the object that Fei Yang is willing to recruit. And now, the mecha's hand-to-hand combat is gradually showing its power. The genre's control over the Raiders is also gradually weakening. After experiencing the genre war, the pilots are even more eager to find a way to thrive in this troubled world. The two sides hit it off.

However, for the people of Mars, while focusing on the genres and wives that have emerged, they are also speculating on another issue.

Genre Mutual Aid Alliance, Puluo Town Bandit Army, will they participate in the end!

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the people of Feiyang are here to pick peaches. However, the fat man in Lelei was a little more straightforward, and directly transported the personnel and materials away, so that the Feiyang people could only sigh with peach!

The free port of Mars fell into the hands of the people of Feiyang, a proclamation to collect the heroes of the world. Fearing the pressure of the Mars Front, ordinary schools that wanted to survive, who wanted to continue to open their museums and teach apprentices, who wanted to run their industries and maintain their community, had to do what the Fiyan people told.

They all appeared, but after all, they were just genres that had been crippled in the genre wars such as the Tai Stream and the Lore Stream, and some second-rate, third-rate, or even minor genres that did not enter the stream!

The real top schools, ninety-five percent, are in the mutual aid alliance of the genre, and they are all in the bandits!

The top ten mountain-breaking streams, Mingxin Stream, Black Dragon Dao, Rainstorm Dao, Flower Shaped Gate, Thousand Army Dao, and Killing Armor Gate were all once famous genres of Mars, with deep roots and superb techniques, countless masters, and unfathomable strength.

In the past, any core disciple of these schools was the number one person when he went out. Ordinary people look up in addition to looking up. The children of the free world of Mars have been training hard since childhood. It's to be one of these famous families one day. If you can be favored and become a core disciple, it will be a great joy for the ancestors to accumulate virtue and shine on the lintel!

However, these genres. Most of the first-rate schools and many second-rate schools such as the Phantom Stream were all fished out by the fat man of Nalelei. Even Tailiu, led by their three elders, four elders, and the god of war Wei Jianshan, split part of the boss and went out with the fat man?

The rest of Mars were either hostile to the bandit army or wanted to defect. I haven't had time or haven't found a chance.

Although there are many masters in these schools, if you count the total number of mecha commanders and above, they are only one-third of the school mutual aid alliance! There are no well-known schools in the genre mutual aid alliance, and those famous wits who are like thunder. This mecha ring match, no matter how you look at it, it also seems a little lacking.

Behind the desk at the registration office, Odell, the clerk in charge of registration, raised his wrist to look at the time, and then turned his head to look at the two companions beside him.

The two companions, who had been basking in the sun for hours here, were already drowsy with crooked eyes and mouths. The time on the watch. It was already half past five in the afternoon. There are not many people outside the hall of the convention and exhibition center, but there is no one waiting in line to register. This is the last day of registration, and the registration deadline will be half an hour away.

But. Those guys in the distance. It's still in spirit, and it's chatting in a heap. Rush here from time to time to take a look.

Odell is a native of Mars, having just joined the newly formed armored division of the Mars Front. He knows it well. Among the crowd of onlookers, there were ordinary people watching the excitement, and there were also people sent by major genres. They stood there just to see if the genre mutual aid alliance would come to sign up.

Odell took a sip of water and aimed the mobile air conditioner attached to the table at himself.

For the Colonel Chuckner named Cheng Zhixuan, he was quite unpleasant. He can't say what annoying thing about that guy is, anyway, he just thinks that Cheng Zhixuan is not like a straightforward person, he is gloomy all day long, and he uses chicken feathers as an arrow, which is disgusting.

He spit out the tea leaves in his mouth fiercely, imagining that this spit was on the face of the Chakner named Cheng Zhixuan, and he suddenly felt much more comfortable in his heart.

was ordered by Cheng Zhixuan to stay outside to accept the registration, and after seven days in the sun, he was already full of resentment. If he wasn't afraid of being sent to a military court, he would also want to be like that Lelei fat man, and beat Cheng Zhixuan to the ground.

The air conditioner vent makes a whining wind. Spitting on the tea leaves reminded Odell of the fat man who had been talked about countless times by his companions.

I heard that at noon today, in the exchange on Brown Street, the Feiyang soldiers directly broke in and arrested a trader named Klaus, and forcibly closed the trading market.

This matter has been spread in Mars.

If it doesn't happen, it's nothing, and as soon as it happens, the overwhelming gossip and insider information will circulate.

It is said that the old man named Klaus is actually an agent of the bandits! He was arrested, and the trading market was closed, and it was clear that the Feiyang wanted to attack the bandits. When they come to pick peaches, they naturally choose the big ones. In any case, the bandit army will not be allowed to get out of their control. Since Lelei Fat Man denied that the bandit army was his, then they just had the courage to attack!

However, this is a cover-up after all.

The people of Lelei have finally accumulated this army and laid down this world, and they don't want you Fei Yang to take advantage of it, which is understandable. As soon as you Fei Yang came, you took the lead of Mars, and you still didn't let go of this little force at hand, which is really a bit unreasonable. However, this is also another proof of Feiyang's strength and means. Otherwise, how could it be possible to let these cunning genres rush to sign up for the competition one by one in such a quick time.

I don't know how Leray, the fat man who beat Samon and beat eleven special forces into the hospital in the base, will deal with this matter. Judging by the usual style of the bandits, it is impossible not to come back with revenge!

As the minutes passed, Odell was just about to pick up the water cup and refill some water, when he suddenly found that there was a commotion on the street in the distance. The crowd outside the gate of the convention center is separated from each side like a wave, and the crowd inside the center. He also flocked to both sides of the open space in front of the hall, tiptoeing and looking at the door.

A moment later, a group of ten identical black Reddington luxury flying cars slowly drove into the convention and exhibition center.

This kind of flying car. Although luxurious, it is not unusual to be in Mars. Even if it is a convoy of ten cars at the same time, it is not worth the fuss.

Odell was wondering when he suddenly saw the sign on the car.

Above the logo, there is an eagle with wings spread and swooping head-on, in the center. It is a "bandit" character and two crossed scimitars, and at the bottom, a skull. The whole composition is wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, round at the top and pointed at the bottom, like an ancient earth shield.

Bandits!

Amid the irrepressible noise of the astonished crowd, the convoy stopped, and the doors of the first six flying cars opened. Six young men walked out with a relaxed expression. As soon as they saw these people, the entire crowd was suddenly detonated.

They are not gods of war, nor are they the suzerains of those schools in the Mutual Aid Alliance. However, they are the idols of all young people on this planet.

Weatheril and Buzz of Terry.

Mingxin Liudi Longtai.

Mountbatten and infantry in the Black Dragon Road

Kozmo of the Phantom Stream.

Among them, the highest-ranking is Weatheril, a third-level mecha commander. When I was at the Teluporo branch library. Among the disciples, he was ranked third, after Monroe and the older Nakagawa Yuki. The actual strength is stronger than Nakagawa Yuki, only inferior to Monroe.

This is followed by Kozmo. The young suzerain of this phantom stream. It's a once-in-a-decade genius in Phantom Stream. In the absence of the Phantom Stream's core technique, he can be promoted to a first-class mecha knight. It is enough to show his strength.

And the four people, such as Buzz, Long Tai, Infantry and Mountbatten, are all second-level mecha knights. on the planet. There are many mecha knights, but there are too few who can become a mecha knight before the age of eighteen. Most of the highly qualified Knights were over twenty-three years old when they were promoted to Mecha Knights. Many of the average qualified fighters are even forty or fifty years old. That's the gap.

These people are the rising stars who are most likely to become a new generation of war gods before the age of forty. Therefore, although their rank is not high, they enjoy a high reputation in Mars. After all, they are not of a high level, and they are only compared to these top genres of mid-earth warriors. In the eyes of ordinary people, becoming a mecha fighter is a great thing, let alone becoming a mecha knight at the age of eighteen, or a second-level. Among the 500 million people on this planet, there are only about 2,000 people who can become mecha knights.

One in 200,000, definitely the elite of the elite.

After Weatherier and the others got out of the car, the four people in the car behind also walked out of the door.

This time, the audience was silent.

The second-level god of war Wei Jianshan of the new Tailiu stream, the third-level god of war Hargrove of the Ming Xinliu stream, the third-level mecha god of war of Qianjundao Wagstaff, and the second-level mecha god of war of the mountain-breaking land Meng Xun.

The appearance of these four people made everyone dizzy.

These characters standing at the top of the pyramid of the machine are usually hard to find, but at this moment, they all appear at the same time.

This is also the bandit army! With the addition of the two third-level war gods of Ming Xinliu's Sect Master Sade and the Thousand Army Dao's Sect Master Bridgeman, the top ten mecha gods of the Mars Freeport, the bandit army accounted for six!

These four are on the stage, I'm afraid, there is nothing else to do. Who can defeat them except for the old Tairyu Nakagawa Daiki and the lore stream's Kilburn?

The crowd, as Weatheril, Wei Jianshan and the others walked towards the registration office, began to stir.

Odell licked his dry lips and quickly picked up the cup to moisten his throat, but found that his cup was empty. He pushed the two companions beside him who were in a daze, stammered at Wei Jianshan who walked in front of him and said, "Mr. Wei, do you want to sign up for the competition?" ”

"No, we're with them." Wei Jianshan smiled and shook his head, pointing at Weatheril and the others.

"Oh." Odell was scrambling to operate the registration process on the touchscreen on the desktop, and asked Weatheril and the others, "Then everyone, please confirm the identity genre here." One genre that allows four people to sign up. ”

"Oh?!" Weatheril turned his head and said to Kozmo and the others: "It's really only four people who are allowed to sign up, what should I do?" ”

Odell was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Are there still any of you?" ”

"There are six of us, it seems like there are two more." Baz, who was standing in front of Odell and looking at the registration form, shrugged his shoulders.

"But," said Odell, "you are of different genres!" ”

"Who said that?" Buzz gave Odell a blank look, then turned to the others, "Or the old rules?" ”

Everyone nodded.

"Rock-paper-scissors!"

"Rock-paper-scissors!"

"Wait, Mountbatten, you're fooling! Not counted. ”

"Okay, do it all over again, scissors"

Several idol fighters, in front of everyone, actually decided who would participate in the competition by guessing boxing. This left everyone stunned. You must know that other genres, in order to compete for the qualification of the competition, have been fighting bloodshed. They're not the same genre, do they need that? Even a cold-faced person like Weatheril guessed elated?!

Soon, the winners and losers were decided.

Of the six, Weatherier and Mountbatten lost.

To everyone's surprise, they guessed the box, the loser was elated, and the winner turned pale like dirt.

Seeing Buzz turn his head, Odell gave him an inquiring look.

"Xintailiu? Black Dragon Road? Phantom Stream? ”

Buzz gritted his teeth fiercely: "Flower Gate!" "Do you want to shoot out the monthly pass first? Let's give me some support!!!!!!!。 To be continued,)