Little Liu.
This child with a troubled past was still two months away from turning six.
Raised by Liu Di and influenced by him day in and day out, he had inherited thirty percent of Liu Di's domineering aura, fifty percent of his tricks, plus ten percent of his own gift for talking big and ten percent of his goofy nature.
At this moment.
He stood at the other end of the arena.
Little Liu: "."
Cylinder Robot: "."
The Cylinder Robot stood there woodenly while Little Liu looked at it helplessly.
After a long while.
The little boy said, "Come on, brother, don't be like this. At least show a little strength and fight me for a few rounds. Otherwise, how am I supposed to wrap this up?"
Cylinder Robot: "."
Little Liu: "."
"Brother, look at how happy Little Bottle Cap and the others are fighting."
"Although Bulin has already been swallowed, she still got to make a move, right?"
"Watching them fight, doesn't it stir even the slightest competitive spirit in you? Any drive to be the first?"
"Or do you have some earth-shattering scheme, some cruel, twisted perverted heart? Show it already!"
Cylinder Robot: "."
Little Liu nearly cracked apart on the spot. "Damn your grandma."
Suddenly.
A tremor resounded through the entire sky!
This circular Beast Arena was a vacuum, its top exposed to reveal the artificial atmosphere of Mechanical Planet!
The white clouds suddenly churned.
A medium-sized starship two hundred meters long slowly descended. It was not part of Titan King's forces, but a gray starship with primitive rivets exposed across its surface!
The starship silently hovered above the Beast Arena!
The next moment.
The long-motionless Cylinder Robot slowly raised an arm. The armor on its surface flipped open, revealing a row of metal