"Hurt?!"

Angel was taken aback.

A hint of surprise flashed in the dead crow's eyes.

She didn't have Qingluan's strong sense and eyesight, and she didn't notice the abnormality of the Heaven-sent Daughter at all.

"What's so strange about that?" Qingluan looked back at the fuss in confusion, "She's just a growing genius, and she's not an omnipotent powerhouse, isn't it normal to get hurt or something?" ”

"Uh... It seems to be right..."Angel thought about it, it seemed to be this reason.

How can there be a battle without being injured?

It's not like I'm playing house.

"You're lazy again! Go get practice! Qualifying is just around the corner! Qingluan began to urge a few people to go to the simulation field to be abused, "If you can't squeeze in, then you will have to wait a few more months!" ”

"Got it..."

Angel glanced at Qingluan, who had begun to bask in the sun again.

The qualifying race is on schedule.

After the battle table was announced, Qingluan and the others quickly found their opponents.

The rules are simple, the top 10 with the most cumulative wins will be eligible to enter the inner court.

The group was suddenly full of passion and vitality.

Taking advantage of the rest time, Angel found out the basic information of the world's "protagonist", Ziqiao, sixteen years old like the daughter of God, is a young girl full of justice, and currently has the ability of a low-level pilot.

"Hmm..."Qingluan touched his chin, thoughtful.

Sister Rong said that the "protagonist" was expelled by the Shu's family and came to the pilot's territory.

Other words...

This Ziqiao is likely to be a double cultivator of mecha and art...

Tsk tsk...

"Qingluan, what are you talking about?" Angel asked, puzzled.

"I'm jealous of the darlings of these worlds." Qingluan spread out his hands.

Angel's face became very gentle when she heard this, and she stretched out her paw to hold Qingluan in agreement, "Reach a consensus!" The two glanced at each other, and saw a trace of sympathy in each other's eyes.

“...”

Gao En was speechless.

The qualifying competition has officially begun.

Several people were divided into two arenas, and the first step of the game was as usual, the draw of lots.

Qingluan glanced at the card in his hand, the first opponent, Lolita.

Judging by the name, it should be a girl.

Sure enough, Qingluan saw the immature girl who walked into the gladiatorial arena at the same time as her, who seemed to be a child who was only fourteen or fifteen years old, and her big eyes glanced at Qingluan timidly, and immediately lowered her head in embarrassment.

Qingluan was suddenly speechless.

Is she bullying a child?

At the referee's suggestion, the two politely saluted and walked in the direction of the mecha.

Unless you have your own mecha, you will always use a normal mecha with a unified competition.

As the cabin door fell, the font that was loading the program appeared on the screen, and Qingluan propped up her cheeks a little boredly. I don't know how long I will stay in this world, and it will be a long journey.

Let's do it quickly.

A hint of silver flashed in Qingluan's eyes, and a dense silver suddenly appeared in the cabin.

With the referee's instructions falling.

Rumble!!

In vain, a beam of cannonballs rushed forward, accurately hitting the gray-white mech.

Before Lolita, who controlled the mecha to take the first step, was automatically ejected from the cabin by the escape chair, looking around blankly.

The crowd erupted in cacophony.

"So fast...."

"Oh my God... It's less than a second, right?! ”

"Appeared!! Shocking spike! ”

"It's only been a month of studying, and this shooting accuracy is pretty good." The man spoke up.

"Maybe it's just luck."

"Luck is also part of strength." The young men and women who spoke looked at each other with gentle smiles. The two stood in the crowd, seemingly intimate, but there was a trace of rivalry in their eyes.