Jiang and his entourage felt strange in their hearts, so they scouted around.

It's a pity that nothing else has been found.

He thought about it, took a picture and saved it, and then drove the mecha away.

Under the darkness of the night, the shattered ice bones emitted a silvery-white light, as if they were about to burn out their last life force, and the light became brighter and brighter.

Out of nowhere, a different plant sprung up, rolled up the broken bones, and quickly disappeared.

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In the Xiaoguxing underground battle field, Zhao Yuanyuan was fighting.

Here, she goes under the pseudonym "Blue Bird" and fights underground mechas.

The mecha battle here is not like the friendly combat mode of the military academy league, and the reason why it is called the underground battle field is that it is a life-and-death battle that cannot see the light.

Unless the damage rate of the opponent's mechs reaches 95%, the battle will not end.

You can't even ask for mercy.

Zhao Yuanyuan has been soaking here for this time, and he has also fought a few times.

Her fights are beautiful, literally.

Compared to the rough and wild battles of the others, her combat is indeed beautiful, her movements are clean and neat, and she has quite a lot of fighting skills, the kind of moves and techniques that can be found in textbooks.

But this is an underground arena.

It's useless to be clean and clean, and it's useless to have the same moves as in the textbook.

In an actual battle, it is only useful to defeat the other side.

Clear-eyed people know at a glance which military cadet of the "Blue Bird" came here to play the game, some people read the jokes, some people scoffed, and some people disdainfully stepped forward to provoke.

A voice full of negative emotions surrounded Zhao Yuanyuan's ears.

In just a few days, her eyes full of determination were a little more vicious, hiding a touch of confusion.

Today is her tenth battle, and her opponent is the ace of this underground battle arena - [Black Panther].

Black Panther's style of play is very ferocious, he likes to dismember mechs, just like dismembering the people who control mechs inch by inch.

He enjoys his opponent's plea for mercy, and he enjoys the feeling of being in control of his opponent's life.

The battle was applied for by the Panthers on their own initiative.

He had never killed a cadet, and he didn't know how embarrassed these poor little bunnies would be when they begged for mercy.

This battle attracted a lot of spectators, and there was even a gambling market.

A bet of one to one hundred thousand.

The audience was very full, and the audience was gloating and shouting, as if they had seen Zhao Yuanyuan begging for mercy.

On the battle field, Zhao Yuanyuan blocked those voices, looked at the opponent opposite, and mobilized his spiritual power.

The battle is on the verge of breaking out.

Both of them were very fast, and only two afterimages could be seen.

One can only know who has the upper hand right now by the damage rate of the mech.

The first to have problems was Zhao Yuanyuan, and the mecha damage rate first reached 10%.

Don't underestimate this 10%, once the mecha starts to be damaged, it is irreversible on the battlefield.

Zhao Yuanyuan focused on controlling the mecha, but the opponent's attack was too powerful.

In just ten minutes, her mechs had a 90% damage rate.

The mental power has been severely damaged by the constant connection to the mecha.

Zhao Yuanyuan controlled the mecha to fall to the ground, and in the control room, her spirit was a little trance.

Her mental power has been drained, and now she can't even connect with her beloved mecha.

She seemed to be dying.

It's strange that at this time, she didn't think of her old father who worked hard at home, nor her idol Lu Shinian, nor other people or things.

She thought of Cheng Jinghuan.

Her only good sister.

Zhao Yuanyuan didn't even know why he thought of Cheng Jinghuan, and he began to remember little by little from knowing her.

She looked very thin, always a little pale, but very beautiful.

Neither boys nor girls can deny her beauty.

Most of the mecha combat department is male, and they will discuss Cheng Jinghuan, saying that she has an empty face, and maybe a little luck.

Not everyone can find the Purifying Spirit Plant, but she found out, so she was lucky.

But she doesn't think so.

There must be some kind of logic behind luck.

Just like the mecha leg that is stepping on her mecha now, there must be some kind of weakness behind the strength.

Zhao Yuanyuan tried to open his eyes, trying to see the mecha stepping on him more clearly.

But the vision was blurry.

She couldn't connect to her mech, and naturally she couldn't see through the mech's eyes.

All she could see was the dense operation panel, and the hands that were shaking because the operation was too violent.

It would be nice if I could do without my hands. She had a naïve and absurd idea.

[Mecha damage rate 93%]

The system's chime rang in her ears.

With all her strength, she slowly lifted her hand.

The hand was raised into the air, but it completely lost its strength and fell suddenly.

The hand didn't know where it hit, and a small green leaf floated out.

It was the leaves of the star grass, the leaves of the star grass that Jing Huan gave her.

The star grass exudes a little starlight.

Zhao Yuanyuan's long eyelashes slowly drooped, and his consciousness gradually blurred.

Starlight slowly fell between her brows.

Outside, the audience was not interested in this battle.

The victory or defeat was already obvious, and the poor cadet had been beaten unconscious.

The panther laughed even more arrogantly, "Little bunny, this is not the place for you, hahaha!" ”

"Go back to your turf!"

He raised his foot to kick the mech away, but just raised his foot, but was hugged.

The mecha that should have lost its ability to move hugged one of his mecha legs at this time, and when he didn't react, he actually launched an attack.

The panther's pupils shrank, and he jumped back in quick response.

The mecha, which had a damage rate of 94%, slowly stood up at this time, and it launched an attack on the black panther without any extra movements.

No, it should be said that it is a killer move.

The moves are fatal, all aimed at the weakness of the black panther.

There are some weaknesses that even the Black Panther, the mecha owner, does not know.

The panther was secretly frightened, and had no time to think about anything else, so he could only blindly cope with the attack that almost killed him.

The reversal happened in just two minutes, and before the audience could react, the Black Panther's mecha had already fallen to the ground.

The system's prompt sound also sounded at the same time: [Mecha damage rate 100%].

Black Panther's mecha was destroyed, and he was completely unconscious in the mecha.

But now no one cares about him.

The scene was silent, looking at the mecha standing in the center of the battle field.

It was on the verge of obsolescence, but it was still standing upright.

The operator should have been mentally exhausted and unconscious, but she still operated the mecha and completed a beautiful turnaround.

The anger in my heart seems to be occupied by another emotion called shock.

It wasn't until the staff came out to announce the victory of [Blue Bird] that the hustle and bustle that permeated my heart could not be stopped.