The next day, Lin Miao left the Sword Forging Academy building very early. Qin Yan didn't walk out of the dormitory, but just watched Lin Miao go away with his spiritual power.

Qin Yan's chest seemed to be holding a breath of air, which was extremely uncomfortable.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Qin Yan and the others had already entered the virtual battle hall to receive Yang Shuo's guidance. The first final was a battle against the team of Weaver Girl University.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the final of the mecha competition is a real simulation of pain, so it is also called a real battle. During the battle, the pain caused by injuries will affect your fighting status. Those who are not strong-willed will be hurt spiritually. ”

Yang Shuo admonished loudly in an extremely serious tone: "I don't want you to have a brain-dead accident because you died in a real battle. If anyone feels that they are not strong-willed and wants to quit now, raise their hand to me! ”

The fat man slowly stretched out his right hand and was about to raise it, but was glared at by the violent woman, and slowly put it down. He lowered his head, looking dejected.

Yang Shuo raised his eyebrows and said loudly, "Didn't anyone quit?" Very well, I'll arrange the tactics now. This time......"

"This time in the individual competition, I'll take the lead!" Qin Yan whispered, his voice full of unquestionable firmness.

"You?"

Yang Shuo shook his head and said, "Qin Yan, although you are an eighth-level martial artist, you have watched the battle video of the Apocalypse. However, there is still a big gap between your mecha piloting level and Kiki's. ”

Suddenly, the violent woman was full of surprise and asked, "Teacher Yang Shuo, you said that Qiqi's strength is stronger than Qin Yan?" If I'm not mistaken, Kiki isn't a seventh-level martial artist, right? ”

Yang Shuo waved his hand and said with a smile:

"You're mistaken. Qiqi's strength has reached the eighth level of martial arts. Since Kiki has cleared that game, it means that her mecha level is much better than yours. In the individual competition, I decided to let Kiki go out and kill three opponents in a row to win three points. In this way, we will be able to play in the team competition. ”

Rank 8 Martial Artist!

Suddenly, everyone's eyes were focused on Kiki.

Qin Yan's heart was full of curiosity. When did Kiki become an eighth-level martial artist?

Qiqi shrugged her shoulders, smiled smugly at Qin Yan, and said, "How is it, are you surprised?" ”

Qin Yan nodded and said in a deep voice, "I am indeed surprised. Still, I want to play in the individual competition. ”

"Why?" Kiki asked curiously.

Qin Yan said loudly: "Because, Lin Miao is looking at me!" ”

Looking at Qin Yan's determined gaze, Qiqi's eyes blinked, and then said with a smile: "Okay then, you take the lead." If you get blown up, I'll replace your team spot. ”

"No, Kiki takes the lead. We deliberately hid in the preliminaries, and everyone didn't know what we were capable of. If Qin Yan plays a solo match, it will expose our plans. At that time, the team match will not have the effect of paralyzing the enemy. ”

Yang Shuo patted his chest and said loudly: "This is a matter of tactics. I'm the instructor and I have the final say! ”

However, before Yang Shuo finished speaking, Qin Yan had already put on his helmet and was waiting for him to enter the virtual battle arena.

"I'll go, why don't you respect the teacher at all!" Yang Shuo shook his fist and vented the dissatisfaction in his heart.

Qiqi persuaded in a low voice: "Teacher Yang, Lin Miao is gone, Qin Yan is very unhappy. Let him vent, good for everyone. ”

"Is victory more important than his mood?" Yang Shuo was angry.

"That's right, I want Qin Yan to be happier than victory." Kiki replied with a smile.

Yang Shuo sat aside angrily, picked up a cup of tea and poured it into his mouth. only to find that the tea was cold, and spit on the ground casually.

Everyone was watching Qin Yan's battle screen, and no one cared about Yang Shuo's unhappiness. Only the glasses handed him a guilty look, which was an apology.

At this time, Qin Yan was already standing on a stone slab ring tens of thousands of kilometers in size. In the distance, a Dongfeng mecha, pinching his waist with both hands, stared at himself.

"Hahaha, it turned out to be the stupid tank in the team competition. I have to say that you Royal Mecha Academy are very lucky to be able to reach the finals this year. But that's the end of your luck. ”

The sound of laughter buzzing like flies echoed through Qin Yan's mecha's communicator in his cockpit.

Qin Yan didn't speak, he pulled out his particle lightsaber and quietly waited for the battle to begin.

"Three, two, one, the battle begins!"

With this electronic synthesized sound, Qin Yan's mecha flew towards the other party as if it were a lightning speed.

Suddenly, Yang Shuo's face was full of disdain, and he roared anxiously: "Is there a mistake? Flying so straight and straight, it's a huge moving target! ”

Sure enough, the opponent's mecha quickly raised the laser cannon and aimed it in the direction of Qin Yan's mecha.

Da Da Da ......

Lines of lasers, like fairies scattering flowers, enveloped Qin Yan's dodge space.

Qin Yan's mecha stopped in the air for an instant, and then accelerated again. Just such a short pause, all the laser firepower, all passed by him.

"This dodge is beautiful!"

Yang Shuo slapped the table and shouted loudly. But then, he yelled with an unhappy face: "Qin Yan, this kid, what are you still doing in a daze? Take advantage of the gap between the opponent's artillery and hurry up to suppress it! ”

However, Qin Yan did not take out the laser cannon, but clutched the lightsaber with both hands, and the entire mecha was like a meteorite flying rapidly, smashing towards the enemy mecha.

Qin Yan actually wanted to fight with a close-quarters lightsaber!

Yang Shuo's face was speechless, and he roared loudly.

"Crazy, Qin Yan, this guy, is simply crazy. Hand-to-hand light saber hand-to-hand combat, one carelessness, is the end of the mecha breaking hands and feet. The pain of a severed limb with real feedback will drive you crazy. ”

At this moment, Qin Yan had already come to the front of the enemy. The lightsaber in his hand flashed a white light and smashed straight into the enemy's cockpit.

"Such a straightforward offensive line, and you want to hit me too? I'm blocking! ”

The enemy mecha stretched out his left arm, and a white light shield more than three meters high appeared from his left forearm, blocking Qin Yan's face.

However, Qin Yan didn't stop at all. As if he hadn't seen the shield, the particle lightsaber slammed into the frenzy.

Rumble!

With a sword, the opponent's mecha body trembled violently and almost fell.

Rumble!

With another sword, the white light of the opponent's mecha energy shield trembled, and the mecha took three steps back.

Boom Boom Boom ......

Qin Yan seemed to be crazy, and the particle lightsaber was like a raging wind and tsunami, constantly whipping the energy shield of the enemy mecha. The huge force made the enemy retreat step by step, and the stone slab under his feet made a messy footprint.

"Such a strong force, this guy is actually an eighth-level martial artist? Oops, I can't hold it anymore! ”

The enemy mecha let out a burst of overwhelmed roars. In the blink of an eye, his arm bent, and the shield in his hand was knocked away by Qin Yan's sword.

At this moment, Qin Yan suddenly abandoned the particle lightsaber, and the mecha grabbed the neck of the enemy mecha with his left hand and pressed it to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Yan raised his basin-sized mecha fist and slammed it against the opponent's mecha.

Dangdangdang......

The sound of smashing iron is endless.

All those who watched the battle were stunned.

What's going on? Obviously got the advantage, why did you abandon the lightsaber and start mecha hand-to-hand combat?

The opponent's mecha was obviously stunned. He only felt his mecha shake violently, his stomach turned upside down, and he was about to vomit out his breakfast.

Faced with this situation, the pilot of the opponent's mecha immediately became angry. His face turned red and he kept scolding.

"Are you bullying people, don't you fight, if you want to die, give a good time!"

"Bastard, stop me, there's a kind of us picking up our swords and fighting like a man!"

"Don't smash it, are you going to smash walnuts?"

……

I don't know how long it took, but the depression in Qin Yan's heart was slightly relieved. His mood gradually calmed down.

At this time, he realized that the mecha under him had turned into a pile of metal cakes.

Qin Yan picked up the lightsaber and blew up this mecha. Then, taking a deep breath, he shouted:

"Next!"