Chapter 33: Walking with a hilarious heart (middle)

The black mecha, which looked clumsy, suddenly froze the running route. The silver mecha that followed the shadow did not miss this opportunity, directly hit the side, and all the actions given by the high-energy battery into impact, and was cast on the side of the black mecha's fuselage.

The collision of the alloy surface aroused a very loud metal sound in the battle room. With the sound, the black mecha was hit hard on the hard wall like a broken kite. Although it was not as broken as a kite, the structural firmware and joints even made a whine sound, hissing, as if it was about to stop working immediately.

The black mecha slid down the wall, and several damaged and raised alloy surfaces rubbed against the wall and made a squeaking sound. At the same time, it left a few fresh marks on the wall, and finally fell heavily to the ground with a weak slump.

The power of the silver mecha's previous blow was fully revealed in this picture.

The cheers in the Ewha University Comprehensive Pavilion had already stopped, from the moment when the mecha battle training began again. Then, with the continuous defeat of the black mecha, even the comments about who was in the black mecha, Zhou Yu, the best officer in the silver mecha of the First Military Academy... gradually stopped. When the black mecha hit the wall miserably and then slipped down, countless people fell into the most thorough at the same time. They looked at the picture on the light curtain with an extremely complicated mood.

The rostrum had already quieted at this time. The professors and officials of the two universities looked at the light curtain quietly. The expressions of Ewha University, who was not aware of the inside, were a little regretful. They didn't know which department the student who controlled the black mecha was from, nor did they expect him to defeat the two strong men in the first college one after another. However, there was always hope, and it became disappointment and worry in disappointment. The expressions of the First Military Academy were much more soothing than those of Anda's previous expressions when he was beaten by pain, but there was no smug expression. Because in their opinion, Officer Zhou Yu, a young man who could not even speak of victory in the mobility department, should naturally win easily.

I thought I knew the inside story and never knew that the principal and Professor Kuang represented the two universities, but they had a completely different mood from everyone. Professor Kuang knew that the honor of the first college was preserved, but the heir of the Tai family was afraid that he would not agree to transfer back to the first college. Thinking of the dean's instructions, he was not happy at all. In contrast, the principal looked at the light curtain with a smile, thinking that with the young man's gentle appearance and arrogant personality, he must have clearly known that the training conditions in H1 area were not as good as that of the first college. After this defeat, he would definitely spend this year with very little effort.

In the silent and quiet complex hall, everyone stared at the black mecha on the light curtain that was trying to stand up again. When the system still had not ruled the winner, this battle with a huge gap in strength was not over yet. Everyone knew that the black mecha was not the opponent of the silver mecha, but seeing that the black mecha had no sign of admitting defeat, they couldn't help but feel moved.

I don’t know who started it. A very rhythmic applause suddenly sounded in the complex hall. The initial sound was very small, but later it attracted more people to join, and the applause gradually became louder and louder. It was like a heavy rain. Then I found the same rhythm. The sound of rain turned into drums, and it rang out, resounding throughout the comprehensive hall, cheering for the black mecha that represents Earhua University and even the university town.

In a corner of the stands, Linhai State Assemblyman Prince Hai Qingzhou clapped excitedly, and his palms were already red. Beside him, Zhang Xiaomeng, wearing black-framed glasses, looked at the light curtain seriously, guessing the identity of the person in the black mecha. Although she was also a little worried about the black mecha, she was still more calm.

She believes in non-violence and belongs to the moderate side of the federal opposition. However, after all, it is a system. When she was in the four states of S2, she had contacted a lot of information about the battle between the federal army and the anti-government army that year, and knew the fighting mechas. She once tore up the bodies of those enthusiastic and passionate young anti-government soldiers so ruthlessly. When she saw the fighting mechas, those bloody videos and pictures would appear in front of her eyes. She had an innate disgust for the fighting mechas in her heart.

These emotions just flashed by. Zhang Xiaomeng fell into the state of dazedness that was often seen in these days. She stared at the light curtain, but her thoughts didn't know where she had already gone, maybe it was wild flowers, maybe it was clear porridge, maybe it was snow or rain, who knows?

This innocent and incompetent female spy didn't know that the source of everything she was thinking about at this time was actually on the light curtain, in front of her, but was blocked by the appearance of the mecha.

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Like a drum beat, it made people's blood surge, and even some tragic applause fell into Shi Qinghai's ears, but it only made a curve of mockery on the corner of his lips. He leaned against the wall of the passage at the bottom of the stands, looked up at the light curtain of the dome of the Comprehensive Pavilion, and thought slightly that the students were indeed a group of fools who had nothing but passion. Even the interesting guy Xu Le had shown such stubbornness at the door of the nightclub.

The ashes sandwiched between his fingers fell on the ground. Shi Qinghai closed his eyes and did not notice that the cigarette was about to burn his fingers. He replayed the previous blow from the silver mecha in his mind, confirming that even if the black mecha stood up again with great strength, he could only fall down in front of Zhou Yu. The information should be correct. Except for the prince, no one can enter the h1 area that Earhua University has never been disclosed to the public. The person sitting in the black prototype M mecha should be the target.

It seems that the prince does not have much talent in this regard, but his nature is quite straightforward. Shi Qinghai opened his eyes and thought with some distress that if the prince was the heir of the Tai family as he had obtained from the organization a few days ago, he would have shown such passion? The passion of such a big man when he was young was definitely not good news for the anti-government forces he served.

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Tai Zhiyuan, who was sitting on the sofa, was not surprised by the performance of the black mecha. After so many days of contact, he had known that Xu Le was such a guy, and at this time he was the only one who knew who was in the black mecha. He shook his head gently, knowing that even if Xu Le re-controlled the mecha, under the next wave of silver mecha attacks, he could only last for six seconds at most.

Because it was Zhou Yu sitting in the silver mecha, the Tai family had been secretly inspecting for four years, and was destined to be his staff member in the future. Tai Zhiyuan raised the coffee cup and worshiped Xu Le's failure and smiled.

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The intelligent design of federal scientists allows the controllers in the mecha to minimize the impact power from the outside, so Xu Le in the black mecha cabin did not faint in that impact. But he felt very bad at this time. He swallowed a few saliva to stop his desire to vomit, and his vision returned to a clearer level.

He smiled bitterly, subconsciously wiped his lips, and then started to operate with both hands, trying to get the black mecha to stand up.

The heartbroken boy wanted to use an unintentional battle, or be abused to exude the depression and confusion that he had nowhere to talk to. He had already predicted the end of failure, and even faintly hoped to be beaten. However, when the failure began, he found that he had no power to fight back like a child in front of the silver mecha, Xu Le subconsciously felt unwilling to accept it. This was due to his personality. He grew up alone, possessing the unique tenacity and optimism of the Donglin people. He had never been used to admitting failure without hard work, and he was even less accustomed to the frustration in his heart at this time.

Losing to the outstanding officer student of the First Military Academy was an easy thing for Xu Le. But he could not accept that he would have the idea of ​​admitting defeat after that blow.

The front end of the mecha robot arm in the non-combat state is equipped with anthropomorphic alloy knuckles. When they are tightly clamped together, it is a powerful fist. The alloy fist of the black mecha is actually seriously damaged in the battle where the blue and black mechas were knocked down.

It was this broken alloy fist that pressed on the floor, supporting the balance of the black mecha and making it stand up again. Xu Le did this naturally. However, it appeared on the light curtain, which made the comprehensive museum even more enthusiastic applause. In fact, Xu Le didn't know how much applause was ringing for himself. He didn't even know that someone was watching the battle. He didn't need any encouragement from applause when he did anything.

The antique-level realistic system next to the mecha cabin suddenly attracted Xu Le's attention.

"You are amazing, I want to learn from you."

He turned on the internal communication of the battle system and said sincerely to the extremely graceful silver mecha driver.

Zhou Yu, who was expressionless in the silver mecha, was finally stunned at this moment. She subconsciously glanced at the communicator and heard the other party's sincerity and truth. A trace of doubt flashed across the heroic face, but it was not because of the attitude he showed at this time, but because of the details he captured from data analysis in the previous battle.

In everyone's eyes, the black mecha had been defeated in the previous period. Only Zhou Yu, the mainland of the silver mecha, keenly smelled a strange smell. He had confirmed that controlling the black mecha's ground man, was very different from himself in terms of hand speed and control meticulousness, but the problem is that the reaction speed of the black mecha's reaction every time he dodged is always a little faster than the time he calculated.

It seems to be an unimportant thing to get up a little faster, but it is extremely important in the mecha battle like flashes. Although the reaction speed of the black mecha is not fully displayed because it does not have super control level, the problems in the data still make Zhou Yu confirm that the other party's reaction speed is different from ordinary people, and even much faster than himself. He doesn't understand how the other party does this. Is there really a legendary intuition?

Zhou Yu in the silver mecha was silent for a moment, and said seriously to the mysterious man in the black mecha who stood up again: "Learn from each other...please."
Chapter completed!