"Oh~Oh~Welcome to watch. This is a collision between youth and passion. This is what a young man should do. Fight!" A middle-aged uncle suddenly appeared at the commentator's seat, which was originally empty.

When Hu Jun heard the voice coming from the commentator's seat, his face turned dark and he completely turned his face away from the commentator's seat.

When Lin Feng heard this sound, his face suddenly became stiff, and the serious style of painting on the ring disappeared.

"Oh! Oh! Uncle, who do you think can win!" A young man appeared beside the middle-aged uncle, dancing to cater to the middle-aged uncle.

The middle-aged uncle changed his funny expression when he heard the young man's voice and said seriously, "First of all, these are two amateur tx-3 silver mechas. One is the title of the first person in the federal youth, and the other is the first time to participate in mecha fighting according to statistics. So..."

When the young man suddenly interrupted the middle-aged uncle when he heard this, he said passionately, "That is to say, this is a one-sided battle! The first battle of the young master Hu Jun in three years will be a one-sided massacre!"

Dong~

The middle-aged uncle punched the young man in the head.

The middle-aged uncle stood up and shouted, "This is a passionate fight! It is a passionate fight! There is never one-sidedness. Mecha fighting brings us not only victory or defeat, but the greatest enjoyment it brings us is the passionate collision during the fighting process! Remember, enjoying it is our original intention of loving mechas."

After the young man was punched, he became even more passionate, "Oh! Uncle taught me the right lesson! Let's watch it together. This is a passionate battle, fighting...begin!!!"

As soon as the young man finished speaking, the phantom of the referee between Lin Feng and Hu Jun disappeared.

At the beginning, Hu Jun's blood was boiling all over his body. He held his hands tightly and sighed inwardly, it turned out that I still longed to fight, damn it!

Stop it~

The sound of the knife was heard, and the upset Hu Jun directly activated the engine to sweep towards Lin Feng quickly, "Lin Feng, let you see my determination next! Let you see if I am afraid!"

Lin Feng also pulled out his sword and held the sword in both hands to prepare for the battle.

Dingdang... Dingdang... Dingdang......

The Hu army's offensive swept over like a storm, and Lin Feng rushed to defend himself, barely defending him.

Before they knew it, the two had already fought dozens of moves.

Ding~ A loud bang accompanied by a spark of light.

After this attack, the two pushed each other a few meters away.

Lin Feng gasped and his hands holding the knife were trembling slightly.

Compared to Lin Feng's embarrassment, Hu Jun comfortably shook the knife in his hand, and then pulled out another knife with his left hand, "I admit now that you are qualified to be my opponent!"

After Hu Jun took out his two swords, he shouted at Lin Feng, "But the warm-up is over. Let me take it apart!"

After hearing Hu Jun's words, Lin Feng held the knife in his hand tighter with both hands and waited for Hu Jun's attack.

Mu Xue was in the audience, holding her fists under her chin, shouting in her heart, Brother Feng~

As soon as Hu Jun finished speaking, he rushed towards Lin Feng again, "Phantom is very fast!"

"Wow, wow~ It's Phantom Speed, the special skill of the silver mecha. Although it is only a special skill possessed by the amateur silver mecha, it is rumored that Young Master Hu Jun once defeated a professional-level mecha with this move a few years ago!" The young man on the stage explained passionately.

At this time, the uncle in the commentator's room fell into deep thought when he saw the scene. Xiaojun, sometimes the most powerful enemy in life is not someone else, but you!

Hu Jun rushed up again and left Lin Feng powerless, but Hu Jun was not in a hurry to deal with Lin Feng and dismantled Lin Feng's mecha one by one.

"Is this the strength of the God of Swords? It's really terrifying. Ordinary professional-level framers can't withstand such crazy attacks!"

"It's true that this is amateur mecha. How powerful it would be if it were driving a professional mecha!"

"Well, nothing unexpected happens. In a few years, Hu Jun will definitely be able to inherit his grandfather's will and win the championship of the Star Mecha Competition again."

“…………”

Unlike the leisurely watching in the audience, there is a fierce battle in the ring, or the unilateral abuse of Lam Lin.

Facing Hu Jun who was in a mad state, Lin Feng was under the huge impact from the attack, and his consciousness gradually became confused.

After a moment, Lin Feng's watch looked like a little red light flashed.

At the same time, the uncle in the commentary seat stood up and looked anxiously at the message on the watch.

Then the uncle quickly left the interview seat and ran towards the backstage of the arena.

"Huh~ How can I leave for uncle?" The young man was just confused for a moment, and was attracted by the collision on the ring again.

In just a moment, Lin Feng's mecha was left with only a miserable skeleton, standing swaying on the ring. Just need to be stabbed again, Lin Feng's mecha would be broken.

Seeing this, Hu Jun took back the knife in his left hand, held the only sword left in his right hand, and approached Lin Feng step by step, preparing to kill Lin Feng with the last knife.

At this moment, Lin Feng fell into a coma that was invisible due to the strong impact just now, relying solely on his will to support himself.

Lin Feng was confused, as if he saw himself on the ring and saw Hu Jun moving step by step towards his broken mecha.

Did I lose? Damn it! Did I lose in the end? Am I going to stop here?

Lin Feng's consciousness also blurred bit by bit.

Suddenly, a gentle smile appeared in Lin Feng's mind, instantly gathering Lin Feng's spirit, subconsciously stretched out his right hand and grabbed it forward, muttering, is it mother?

As my mother's smile appeared, the sound of dusty memory came from Lin Feng's mind.

"Xiaofeng, what is your dream?"

"Dream? Xiaofeng's dream is to protect his mother!"

"This mother knows, but this time she is not asking this. This time she asks Xiaofeng's own dream in addition to protecting her mother!"

In my mind, the little boy tilted his head and thought for a long time. Suddenly, his smile appeared on his entire face, "Xiaofeng's dream is..."

In an instant, Lin Feng opened his nearly closed eyes, placed his hand on the long sword around his waist, and stared at Hu Jun in front of him.

Seeing that Lin Feng was still trying to resist at this moment, Hu Jun laughed and said, "Don't you admit defeat yet? What's the use of such meaningless efforts!"

As soon as Hu Jun finished speaking, he took the knife in his hand and slashed at Lin Feng, "Faced with reality, you can't defeat me!"

When Lin Feng's knife in Hu Jun's hand was about to come to him, he drew his sword while speaking...
Chapter completed!