But the facts are in front of you, and Tang Wulin did just that. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 The remote mecha on the opposite side of the info is scratching its head. It could only be constantly circling around Tang Wulin's mecha periphery, constantly bombarding with artillery.

If you compete for energy consumption, the long-range mecha will definitely not be worried, and if you continue to bombard like this, it must be that the melee mecha can't bear it first. If the big gun pierces the cannonball, it will also be shocked and consume energy.

The defense of the ranged mech is not good, and the speed is weaker than that of the melee mech, but the overall energy reserve is much more than that of the melee mech. This kind of consumption is what ranged mechs need to see the most.

At this time, Tang Wulin's opponent was just thinking, how could he encounter a strange person, was this here to send him to death? Or how?

But Tang Wulin's feeling was different, in his feeling, the shells that kept bombarding him from the opposite side were trying out the gun for him. With each shot, the trajectory was like an imprint in his mind. In just a few moments, hundreds of shots had been stabbed, and hundreds of traces had remained in his consciousness.

It's an amazing feeling. Prick out, retract, stab again.

The king of soldiers, the road of kings!

The energy of both sides is constantly decreasing, and the melee mecha has been bombarded by the ranged mecha without dodging, even if it is blocked with a weapon, the consumption will be much faster. Tang Wulin's mecha energy had already entered the dangerous stage after ten minutes.

The lights in the internal control room turned red, prompting him. But Tang Wulin was still unhurried, controlling the mecha to stab out the spear every time.

Thousands of people refer to the same as ten thousand guns, this is the essence of this style.

Old Tang told Tang Wulin that if he wanted to practice this style, he had to shoot at least ten million times in actual combat.

Tens of millions of shots were fired in actual combat! What a huge number. But Tang Wulin was by no means discouraged. The battle in front of you is the best practice.

"Dididi!" the alarm sounded, and the energy was less than a tenth.

The cannon fire on the opposite side also became more and more intense, apparently a detailed calculation of the total amount of energy possessed by his standard mecha.

Tang Wulin's melee mecha finally moved, his body suddenly rushed out, and the thruster behind him shone brightly, and when the energy had reached the last moment, he still controlled the melee mecha and rushed out.

Of course, he has to win, and only after winning will he have the next game, and only then will more people let him practice guns.

The corners of the mechist's mouth showed a hint of disdain in the remote mech, and finally remembered to fight back? How could it be?

The propulsion device was also activated, and it accelerated suddenly, quickly pulling away from the side. Even if the melee mech was faster, it wasn't much faster, and it would be impossible to catch up with him with a single burst in such a situation.

What made the long-range mecha master even more puzzled was that the spear in the opponent's mecha hand did not stop, and it stabbed out quickly and stabbed in the air. But the standard mecha suddenly lit up, and it lit up with a golden light.

Soul power infusion?

In addition to the energy provided by the mecha's own soul guide battery, it can also be injected by the soul master to fight. Seeing that Tang Wulin had reached this point, the long-range mecha division was not surprised or overjoyed, and while pulling away from him, he continued to attack unhurriedly. Counting the death, every long-range mecha master has a firm heart and enough patience.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. Because he found that his control of the mecha suddenly slowed down, and an indescribable fear suddenly appeared in the depths of his heart, even if it was such a huge mecha, it could not alleviate the fear in his heart. Invisible pressure permeates the air.

And at this moment, he saw that in the hand of the mecha chasing after him, the huge spear seemed to pierce out hundreds of spears at once, and the front of the spear was faintly flickering with golden light.

The two mechs are approaching quickly!

The long-range mecha master obviously wanted to control his mecha to accelerate again, but it seemed that something was suppressing him, just slowing down his movements.

This arena is used for soul master battles, which is quite huge, but for mechs with a height of more than ten meters, a sudden acceleration is enough to close the distance!

What's going on?

The long-range mecha master was shocked in his heart, and the golden shadow of the spear had completely covered his mecha.

It's too late.

Everything was beyond judgment, and when his mecha exploded and he was sent out of the arena, he didn't understand how he lost.

Tang Wulin looked at the mecha that had turned into wreckage in front of him, and looked at the spear in his mecha hand, the road of the king, the heart of the king!

He muttered these eight words in his heart, and suddenly, a hint of enlightenment rose in his heart.

The rush just now was not to really close the distance, but to release the trace of gunfire intent in his heart.

The opponent's cultivation is obviously not high, and under the bloom of his gun intent, his mind was shocked, even if it was blocked by mecha, it could not stop the generation of this shock. It was in such a situation that Tang Wulin narrowed the distance and solved it with one shot.

Of course, he can't be regarded as a thousand people, not even fur. But in this short period of time, under the teaching of Old Tang, Tang Wulin has already touched the edge of a trace of gun intent. Although it was only a preliminary feeling, it was enough to take his understanding of the spear to a higher level.

The king, control the world! The king, pointed out by a thousand people, the heart is like a rock.

If you want to use the King's Gun, you must first have a King's Heart.

The heart of the king is the belief in victory and the dedication to the gun!

Out of the Star Dou Battle Network, Tang Wulin released his golden dragon spear for the first time, holding it tightly in his hand, he decided, from today onwards, the gun will never leave his hand! Only by truly feeling it, approaching it, and clinging to it, can he truly become one with it.

Hungry, eat and go!

When Tang Wulin walked into the cafeteria with the golden dragon spear, people couldn't help but look sideways. However, there has never been a rule in the Blood God Legion that you can't carry weapons when eating.

After all, in some dangerous situations, the battle against the creatures of the abyss will start at any time, and everyone will never leave their weapons.

Tang Wulin only bought one meal, of course, the best No. 1 window. Now, he can't be promoted to the rank of merit. You can't treat yourself badly.

Hold a gun in your left hand and eat with your right hand!

"Yohe, brother, what are you stimulated by?" Jiang Wuyue sat down beside Tang Wulin, looked at the golden dragon spear he was holding, and couldn't help but ask in surprise.

Tang Wulin smiled: "It's nothing, I've been practicing marksmanship recently, and I feel better with a gun." ”

"You eat so little?" Looking at the delicate food on the plate in front of Tang Wulin, Jiang May couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Tang Wulin only noticed at this time that the rank on Jiang May's shoulders had been promoted to colonel. It seems that an abyssal tide brings faster promotion to those who are capable.

"Congratulations! Tang Wulin said with a smile.

Jiang May said: "Why haven't you changed? Supposedly, based on your performance that day, you should be a captain, right?" I should congratulate you, you are all in the Blood God Camp, and I am not yet a shadow away from the Blood God Camp. My father said that my martial soul is domineering, but after reaching the Nine Rings, he will be weak, after all, it is not the real dragon bloodline. I guess the Blood God Camp didn't take a fancy to me because of this. ”

Tang Wulin said in surprise: "You are a Tyrannosaurus Rex martial spirit!

Jiang May said: "I have heard rumors that martial souls must have the background of Extreme Douluo before they are eligible to enter the Blood God Camp, and you obviously can." So you're already a supernumerary. You must know that in our legion, I don't know how many people are working hard to get such a place, and you have only been here for a few days! ”

"Please have a meal No. 1. Tang Wulin said with a smile.

Jiang May's eyes lit up, "One serving is a little bit not enough to eat!"

"That's not pleased. "If you don't really have a good impression of him, Tang Wulin's character, how can he treat him casually!

Jiang May laughed, "Okay, one is just one copy." ”

The two chatted while eating. Naturally, we talked about the Star Fighting Network All-Federation Challenge.

"The first round is over. I'm praying right now that I don't run into you in the knockout rounds until I'm in the top thirty. Jiang May said very seriously.

Tang Wulin smiled bitterly: "Do you think I am willing to meet you?"

Jiang May said: "With your strength, it shouldn't be a big problem to enter the top thirty-two. However, there is always some element of luck in this kind of competition. Look at your luck. But it looks like you're taking it seriously!"

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I'm really sorry, there's something going on at home, it's late for the update, sorry sorry.