Chapter 92

The audience hates this the most, where one person dominates behind closed doors but gets utterly crushed when faced with a real challenge; no one can stand it.

"Then let's wait and see."

Xiao Mo couldn't make more comments. From a technical and data perspective, this battle was unsolvable.

The consensus among various commentators on the outcome of the match was only one: the state of the Storm Girl player herself.

As long as she was at her peak, it was unsolvable.

What state?

Masas and Atos exchanged a smile. They were known as the strongest batch of the moon in the past twenty years!

Two mechs descended into the arena, a standard square arena, used for ancient swordsmen duels. To achieve the ultimate thrust and speed, swordsmen chose rapiers. The Jiaoyue 8th generation was the epitome of this, not suitable for frontal attrition but for striking with superior speed and agility. The Jiaoyue 8th generation was equipped with the latest hyper-frequency rapier, the material of which was unknown, a product of the moon's latest technology, with hardness and flexibility beyond imagination. In rapid attacks, the rapier could withstand thousands of times the pressure without damage.

Using the most lethal attack to kill the enemy without a trace.

Although she hadn't fought on CT for a long time, it didn't mean that Miliu hadn't fought. Her practical combat ratio was higher, and fighting on CT with a smaller burden would result in: super-level performance.

She could use some combat techniques that didn't exist in reality.

The current mechs had infinite endurance, and as long as the pilot was strong enough, there were infinite possibilities.

The War God 1 was still wooden, maintaining the same posture no matter who the opponent was, showing no momentum.

The audience's interest was still very high. The opponent was a woman, and although she was in a high-end mech, Xiao Skeleton had defeated many high-end mechs before, so it wasn't a big deal.

"Crush the weak!"

"Crush the weak!"

The Skeleton fans began to roar. For them, victory was a fixed result; what mattered was the process.

Failure was something they never thought about.

Some calm audience members understood this feeling, paraphrasing an old saying: self-hypnosis.

Is there an invincible person in this world?

Yes, the dead.

As long as one is a person, they will fail eventually; it's just a matter of time. Because he believed in this unchanging truth, he always stayed on the job, believing that the one who would laugh last would definitely be him, even though the process was mentally draining.

The battle began.

Swoosh...

Storm Girl's rapier was elegantly drawn, several sword beams passing through the air, forming a magnificent symbol with the rapid sword wind.

This was a swordsman's tribute to the opponent.

Nine swords in one second!

This was both a starting move and a technique.

In the audience, there was a part that was more arrogant and quiet. They were from the moon, and some were former fans of Storm Girl. However, the moon people were more rational and rarely obsessed with one person unless they could do something extraordinary.

The instant sword flower represented Storm Girl's current state, as she could only do seven swords in one second before.

On the moon, this match was also being broadcast, but the heat was far lower than on Earth. To the moon people, crushing Earth players was like crushing vegetables. If they watched, it was because of Storm Girl, who might be finding her rhythm in this match.

This starting move put all the worried people at ease.

Wang Zheng drew his titanium knife and made an X in the air... simply put, it was a cross, setting up a defensive stance. Facing such a high-speed mech, an active attack was suicide.

"Yeah, Xiao Skeleton's very aggressive battle declaration. This cross is very powerful, definitely a fighting turtle among the turtles!" Old Lu mocked.

Xiao Mo couldn't help but laugh. Old Lu and Skeleton were already hard-pressed, and no matter how he teased, everyone found it normal. But Old Lu always came up with new tricks.

Seeing Xiao Mo's confusion, Old Lu said sincerely, "Still a turtle. If Xiao Skeleton is poor, I can sponsor him a high-end fighter, so he doesn't have to find excuses after losing."

Old Lu's remarks inevitably caused a group attack, but he didn't care at all, as the more lice, the less they bite.

Miliu looked at her opponent with interest. She thought this strong person would attack first, but she made a defensive stance. If she attacked, would the opponent have a chance?

The Jiaoyue 8th generation launched, and as the mech moved, people understood a principle: to do a good job, one must first have the right tools. This lightness and feel, any pilot could understand, but there was a significant difference in levels.

Without any fancy moves, a charge and a straight thrust, almost instantly, it reached the front of the War God 1.

Boom...

The titanium knife blocked, but with a loud boom, the War God 1 was pushed back two steps.

The entire venue was quiet. Damn, who said this mech lacked strength?

This was a battle declaration. The force of this strike was quite fierce, and the operation of the mech depended on the pilot's ability.

Wang Zheng also broke a sweat. What a fierce force. The intensity of the attack was determined by the impulse, of which force was only a part. If speed was used well, it could also produce a powerful impulse, and the opponent in front of him was a very skilled pilot.

Wang Zheng's mind conjured up the image of Zhang Runan. Perhaps the opponent was also a superman.

Seeing the War God 1 still in a defensive stance, Miliu didn't hold back. The Jiaoyue fighter began a warm-up attack, wave after wave of high-explosive impacts, a very simple attack method. When the moon people used it, it was so fierce. Clearly a single-handed rapier, but it could produce the roar of a heavy mech.

The War God 1 had no chance to counterattack.

"The Jiaoyue is indeed a light mech, but a light mech can still deliver heavy blows."

"As long as the counter-shock is offset by an energy shield."

"Right, but there are only a few who can do it."

Masas and Atos exchanged a smile. "It seems Miliu has improved during this time apart."

"Of course, she is one of the leader's sparring partners. It's hard not to improve."

"I'm a bit excited." Atos's eyes narrowed into a crescent moon.

Bang bang bang bang...

The Jiaoyue fighter moved like a shadow on the arena, constantly thrusting, and each thrust was like a heavy blow. The War God 1 couldn't keep up with the rhythm.

If the Jiaoyue fighter was a sports car, the War God 1 was like a tractor, barely able to turn around, and even that was difficult.

Miliu was also curious. Although the opponent defended well, there was nothing particularly special. She attacked dozens of times to familiarize the opponent with her rhythm. Hadn't the opponent gotten used to it yet?

Boom...

Facing Miliu's next attack, Wang Zheng's titanium knife slashed out, this time a direct hard clash.

The Jiaoyue fighter was also pushed back several meters.

The War God 1... remained in place, still quietly watching the opponent.

At this moment, Miliu understood. The opponent was giving her time to warm up. Unintentionally, they had let each other go.

A person using the War God 1 had such confidence.

Miliu was really interested. She was a girl, and female pilots didn't need to be so modest. Since the opponent was so "generous," she would see if the opponent could really block.

Swoosh swoosh...

Two sword winds were thrown out, the Jiaoyue fighter's body didn't move, the rapier raised.

Masas and Atos looked at each other, never having seen such a show-off. Facing the Jiaoyue fighter, the opponent was so calm.

If Miliu went crazy, no one could save her.

Boom...

A loud boom, the Jiaoyue started. This was a high-speed charge, the Jiaoyue like a silver light rushing towards the War God 1.

The speed was absolutely jaw-dropping, but unlike before, the Jiaoyue didn't attack head-on but drew a beautiful arc.

Arc slide?

This was everyone's reaction, but clearly, this step was too childish.

This is the Jiaoyue fighter!

One after another, arcs appeared, instantly forming a triple loop. When the Jiaoyue truly attacked, the opponent couldn't see the trajectory.

Just when Miliu thought she had completely confused the opponent, she found the War God 1 still in front of her.

A slight pause, the Jiaoyue moved again. Miliu wasn't unable to attack, but in a high-level competition, it was about being serious. Using the Jiaoyue against the War God 1, if she couldn't completely "outpace" the opponent, it wouldn't make sense.

The Jiaoyue 8th generation instantly made three consecutive arc slides, presenting a perfect silver arc to the audience, forming a blooming petal.

One or two arc slides were enough to make a name in the Earth region, but the Jiaoyue did six instantly.

But Miliu was wrong again. With such high-frequency operations, most opponents would be outpaced, but the War God 1 was still in front of her, as if the pilot inside the cockpit was smiling.

This was purely a feeling.

But Miliu's feeling wasn't wrong.

After making high-intensity moves, the Jiaoyue 8th generation didn't attack but instantly pulled away, a loud thunder with a small rain. What was going on?

The audience whispered, many players stunned by the Jiaoyue's agility. This speed was out of this world.

Why not attack? Was this toying with the opponent?

Prince and Chakravartin exchanged a glance, nodding slightly.

Even they wouldn't attack recklessly against the Jiaoyue. The War God 1's performance was worse, and it was already difficult to maintain a tight standoff. But not attacking meant no flaws, and once they attacked, problems would arise. Now, Skeleton could only pressure the opponent's mind, making the opponent's expert attack, finding a flaw. This was the only chance of winning.

The experts in the audience weren't disappointed. At this level, everyone had pride. You couldn't let the War God 1 die knowing it couldn't win.

The War God 1 could remain still, but the Jiaoyue couldn't. This was the dignity of a pilot.

Miliu obviously wouldn't be bothered by this. After just one round, she knew the opponent wasn't easy to fool. Since that was the case, she would go all out.

The Jiaoyue fighter prepared for the attack, a habit of Miliu, or many moon players, emphasizing the starting move to express their style and pride.

Of course, such a starting move was also suitable for better performance.

The Jiaoyue charged, an arc slide, but this time it was different. After passing, the Jiaoyue attacked, the rapier striking!

Boom... Boom boom boom boom...

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