Preface: The World of Martial Arts Chapter 35 Shooting
The blade mecha piloted by Chen Yuan was suppressed by the two fighters.
If it weren't for Butterfly Shadow's first shot that burst the arm of a warrior mech, Blade would have died under the continuous attacks of the two of them.
"You pay attention to that butterfly shadow, I'll take the lead in tackling him!"
Zhao Shishi's face was calm, they were not weak hands, and in the current situation, they had to defeat the blade before they were hit by that sniper rifle.
Otherwise, it's a trade-off!
Tian Li said in a deep voice: "Okay! ”
The warrior he was driving moved two steps slightly towards the periphery of the battle circle, focusing more on Butterfly Shadow.
The rain was pouring down, and he could only see the vague figure in the rain in the distance.
None of them carry long-range weapons, such weather is too bad!
Zhao Shishi's attack was even more fierce, and the long knife in his hand swung and the bladed sword collided with scattered sparks.
Half a minute passed, and the wolf's tooth gunfire rang out again.
"Bang!"
The electromagnetic bomb carrying the dark blue aura flew over the battle circle of the three again, and missed again!
Lin Ling unloaded the bomb silently, her face became colder and colder, and her hands trembled slightly.
"Don't worry."
Chen Yuan's voice was gentle.
"It's fine."
The blade was on the verge of collapse, and many of its components began to overload.
Now, with each sword it wields, it is a step in the direction of collapse, and the warriors know it, and the offensive is wave after wave.
Soon! Soon!
Zhao Shishi's mind was only left with the swing of the knife, and the blade that he was barely resisting in front of him was about to be shattered!
"Bang dang!"
The Blade Mecha's arm transmission cracked, and the alloy longsword in his hand was knocked away by the warrior.
The warrior did not hesitate, and the knife came again and again!
Chen Yuan calmly looked at the swing of the knife, the blade's thruster was overloaded, the blue flame twisted, and he retreated extremely quickly!
"See how long you can run!"
Zhao Shishi and Tian Li followed closely behind, and now the blade had no weapons, waiting for the moment he stopped.
All that awaits him is death.
It's just that he still has a trace of doubt in his heart, half a minute has passed, why there is no gunshot.
"Bang!"
A sudden shot interrupted the reverie in Zhao Shishi's mind, and this shot did not deviate.
At the moment when Chen Yuan stepped back and opened a small distance between the two, Butterfly Shadow pulled the trigger and shot!
Zhao Shishi saw that a faint blue light passed in front of his eyes, carrying with him a large number of torn mecha parts and metal pieces.
He was hit in the heart of energy by the wolf's fangs!
Flames rose in the heavy rain, and the steaming white mist blended with the rain.
The warrior mecha that turned into a ball of fire shattered in an explosion, scattering into sparks in the sky.
"Boom!"
[Zhao Shishi, out. 】
Looking at the firelight in the mirror, Lin Ling smiled at the corner of his mouth, and Butterfly Shadow threw down the wolf tooth sniper rifle and rushed in!
The situation in the field suddenly reversed!
Chen Yuan turned around and did not avoid the blade and rushed straight towards Tian Li's warrior mecha!
Finally, before Tian Li's battle knife completely pierced the energy core of the blade, the butterfly shadow arrived!
Warriors die!
How could a warrior with only one arm left defeat a pilot of his class while being delayed by the blade?
The second warrior mech also turned into a cloud of fire in the rainstorm, and the mist steamed.
[Tian Li, out. 】
[Dragon Horse Machine Martial Arts Society, win in two games! ] 】
In the hall, Ye Sheng and Mu Lian looked at each other.
"The Butterfly Shadow's marksmanship ......"
Mu Lianzhi nodded a little dazedly: "It's a bit too much." ”
……
On the bright grassland, two pillars of light fell.
Ye Qingyun laughed loudly, and the two who came back were also overjoyed.
Lin Ling walked up to Ye Qingyun and smiled slightly: "The president's training has worked. ”
"Of course! And don't look at who you are! ”
Chen Yuan looked at Lin Ling, who rarely showed a smile in front of others, and smiled as well, this is the most important thing.
"Now it's up to the president and vice president."
Ning He looked at the two of them expectantly.
Gu Ziqing: "We try our best, don't blame us if we lose." ”
The drop of the pillar of light took Gu Ziqing and Ye Qingyun away.
The third game is about to begin, and the four A-class pilots will face off at the pinnacle!
On the Internet, hundreds of thousands of people also poured into the official live broadcast room of Baiyun University in an instant, and the barrage became a mess.
There are A-level pilots fighting in the world of machine martial arts almost all the time, but unfortunately except for some anchors, there are very few other videos outflowing.
Therefore, when the battle between the four unfamiliar A-class pilots was released, the Deep Blue Forum was also boiling, and the administrator of the mecha channel also deliberately marked a portal post in red.
In the twenty-one star districts of the Federation, people are constantly pouring into this live broadcast room.
Tianhengxing District, Qingtian Academy's Machine Martial Arts Hall.
Su Cheng and a green-haired young man with a soft face sat in the hall, and the two looked at the screen in the hall, which was broadcast in the live broadcast room of Baiyun Academy.
"This is your brother?"
"Hmm."
Su Cheng raised his eyebrows and took a sip of the red wine in his glass.
"Your younger brother is a famous man in Jiwu, and he became famous a few years ago."
The green-haired young man looked at the alternating screen images with a flat expression and shook his head.
"There is not only mecha in this world, even if the final reform of the federal army really installs mecha on all lines, it is not a big deal."
Su Cheng was dumbfounded, and said with a smile: "He is worthy of being the first heir of the Tianheng Li family, with a unique vision. ”
"My younger brother is on the wrong side of the sword, and he wants to prove his ability through skill."
"Isn't it good?"
Su Cheng looked at the young man's strange heterochromatic pupils and frowned.
"It's not bad, but what if he proves it? Even if he finally wins the championship of next year's Federal Martial Arts Competition and enters the upper echelons of the military, so what? ”
Ye Qingshen looked at the white dragon mecha cut out of the live broadcast screen with pity on his face.
"He has always been just following the path that the family has planned for him, and behind his identity ID is a behemoth, and he is always benefiting from it."
In the end, Ye Qingshen was a little sarcastic, I don't know if he was sarcastic about himself or Ye Qingyun.
"The young people of the arrogant big family always don't know the height of the sky, and the dark side of the Federation and the mud at the bottom have probably not been seen even when they are at their most down."
Su Cheng was silent, there was nothing wrong with what Ye Qingshen said, and it was even very tactful.
"Then your Qingtian Academy's opinion of the Federation Martial Arts Competition is ......"
He brought up the matter, and this time he came forward to contact the machine martial arts clubs of major colleges and universities in advance, and the purpose was also for next year's federal competition.
He also has his own goals and plans.
"Whatever they want, I'm not interested in any of this, I'm just a nominal one, they can do whatever they want, you just go and talk to the vice president."
Ye spread his hands lightly, took one last look at the fierce battle on the screen, and left the Martial Arts Gym, which he had only been to once before.
Su Cheng was helpless, but the purpose of coming here had been achieved, and he was going to prepare to go to the next university.
The Federal Martial Arts Competition is a competition for all ages and identities, and there are no requirements for club members.
Su Cheng hopes to unite some martial arts clubs to gain an advantage in the competition.
So, his eyes fell on these college clubs of the same age.
He wanted to break up and then reassemble a big league.