What Kind of Mech Tries Close Combat?

No matter where they were, the audience subconsciously rubbed their eyes, wondering if they were seeing things.

Isn't this the same mech that had its arm cut off in the last match?! Are they trying to get themselves killed by bringing out that half-dead mech again?

Besides those inside the exhibition hall, online viewers have already started frantically leaving comments to express their feelings.

"Holy crap, where are the weapons? Can anyone tell me where the weapons are on this crippled mech?"

"That's hilarious! How poor are they? Don't they have any new mechs to deploy?"

"Not necessarily. Maybe they're afraid the second one will also be scrapped, after all, each one costs nearly ten million."

"I believe the cost of the Wind Speed Gladiator is high, but I'd be laughing all the way to the bank if this mech cost half as much."

"Why did he suddenly become ugly? He looks even worse without his weapon... Wait, where's his weapon!?"

"I don't agree with that. I feel it's very simple. I don't like those flashy mechs."

"Upstairs, are you just starting to watch? The Wind Speed Gladiator isn't flashy at all; its strength far surpasses its looks. That piece of junk over there lost its arm last time."

Yu Wenhai, standing in the stands, looked at Wang Nuonuo and asked, "Miss Nuonuo, do you know this friend?"

Wang Nuonuo nodded heavily.

Seeing Yu Wenhai's bewildered expression, Chu Chu couldn't help but ask, "How can Mu Fan pilot a mecha?"

Yeah, how could he pilot a mecha, especially this Extreme Soldier prototype! No more than five people have ever piloted one before.

Then everyone saw Wang Nuonuo's little face struggle for a long time before she finally made up her mind and said, "Mu Fan is very good in the PO Battle Network."

The surroundings were deathly quiet.

After a silence of about three seconds, the veins on Yu Wenhai's face were throbbing. "Miss, you said he... plays Battle. net?"

Wang Nuonuo pouted and glanced at everyone, her eyes filled with dissatisfaction, and emphasized again, "He has never lost."

Chu Chu, who was standing next to her, felt a sharp pang of heartache.

Sister, you'd better not say anything.

But it was too late to say anything now, because both mechs had already officially entered the arena, and the closing of the giant metal door signaled the official start of the second match.

Fan Lunding, a true Ace Pilot, looked at the mech opposite him with amusement.

Yes, it's hilarious. In his opinion, no matter the reason, he shouldn't continue operating this prototype in the arena, because he definitely wouldn't hold back this time.

Luoqi Heavy Industries ' prototype was completely destroyed?

This is expected to be the headline news on Zicui Star for half a month.

Sparks were still flashing at the joint breakage cut caused by his own Light Beam Sword, indicating that Luoqi Heavy Industries had not done any treatment on this prototype.

The pilot who asked for my name on the field actually dared to fly the plane?

Oh...

"Where's your weapon, junior?"

Based on the previous conversation, Fan Lunding was fully qualified to say that the other person was clearly younger and less experienced than himself.

"The pilot of the Wind Speed Gladiator speaks with the air of a master!"

"He even reminded the other party about their weapon; that's so classy."

"The opponent even brought this mech up here; that's disrespectful to the Wind Speed Gladiator!"

"Smash it!"

"Smash it!"

A torrent of language has formed online, with people eagerly anticipating the scene of the already half-crippled mech being brutally destroyed.

But at this moment, no one knew that two life forms that should not have appeared had appeared in this prototype of the Extreme Soldier.

Mu Fan, Intelligent Life - Black!

On the half- Zhou Tian combat screen in front of Mu Fan, the data stream kept refreshing.

The 256-key auxiliary control panel features a limb coordination device, ensuring that some human actions can be performed without pressing any buttons on the control panel.

but...

These 256 keys are the key to performing abnormal actions using the mechanical principles of mechs and special weapons!

Mu Fan's left hand moved like an elf across the control panel, quickly turning into a blur.

"Melee optimization: Four energy supply lines have been discovered in total for both legs, plus two separate energy supply lines for the left arm!"

"The GFrame dual-buffered device has a unique, simplified architecture, but the expansion branches on it are so comprehensive. The designer of the Extreme Soldier is a madman! A full-function mech? What a joke, that's too idealistic. His engine and weapon settings are not up to par at all. No, maybe that's why it was originally a prototype."

The black voice was rambling on and on, but every word contained a wealth of information about this mech.

"The Sixth Generation Dual-Core Gravity Engine has one engine on each side of the waist. It is currently in single-engine dual-core mode. When both engines are running at full power, the burden on the pilot's body will double. However, Mu Fan, your body should be fine."

A glint flashed in Mu Fan's eyes as he familiarized himself with the controls. "Interesting."

"And... I think I've discovered something remarkable about the designer of this mecha."

Mu Fan casually asked, "What is it?"

The dark voice slowly read aloud:

"The Extreme Soldier ' is a transliteration of the Ancient Man Language, and its true meaning is... the dead!"

"The palm part has a special stamping device with a maximum capacity of 8,000 tons. The material of the fist part is Aka Bert a1 Alloy, which is different from other parts. I can't find out what this means for the time being. It should be an internal code of Luoqi Heavy Industries, but the material properties must have exclusive enhancements."

"Each leg has its own power overclocking component, joint-reinforced armor, and sixteen metal muscles? That's interesting. Luoqi Heavy Industries has really gone all out."

Mu Fan interrupted Hei's mutterings directly, "What does this mean?"

"It's very simple. The legs are specially enhanced, and the energy output, enhanced by the metal muscles, will exceed your imagination. If you don't have a concept of metal muscles, you can refer to that Shura that left on its own. The limbs of that mecha were likely an astronomical number of nanomuscle clusters. Although metal muscles are a bit lower in level than nanomuscles, the meaning is the same."

Mu Fan removed his finger from the last button. "Understood, debugging complete."

Just then, Fan Lunding's voice rang out.

"Where's your weapon, junior?"

Mu Fan narrowed his eyes and didn't speak, but his right arm under the hand coordination device slowly rose.

The Extreme Soldier finally made his first move after entering the arena. He slowly raised his remaining right arm to the outside, then straightened it, his right fist, covered in black armor, clenched tightly.

What is this mech doing?

No one noticed the negligible sword hilt hidden in that fist.

At that moment, a beam of Azure Blue Plasma Beam silently shot out.

Plasma Light Blade suddenly appeared in the hand of that bare black mech!

It was then that Fan Lunding and everyone else watching realized that the opponent's weapon this time was actually Laser Sword.

The exhibition hall and the internet were in an uproar, and after a brief silence, a heated discussion broke out.

The black mech that went into battle for the second time, after losing an arm, surprisingly produced a Laser Sword in its hand!

What are they trying to do?!

The pilot of that Extreme Soldier wanted to use a sword in front of the Wind Speed Gladiator piloted by the Ace Pilot.

What kind of interstellar joke is this? This kind of clumsy, stupid thing wants to play melee combat?

Fan Lunding smiled coldly, "If you're looking for death, I'll make sure you die a quick one."

With a flick of his right arm, a dazzling beam of light burst forth. Compared to his opponent's pale Azure Blue, the energy surge of the Light Beam Sword in his hand was truly dazzling.

The Wind Speed Gladiator, its engine exhaust flames surging behind it, took a single step forward.

Extreme Soldier, his body half-bent over, a sword held horizontally across his chest.