Translator: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Right at this moment, Ling Lan saw the J8 mecha suddenly activate, and the grey mecha suddenly gained colour.
"This is an emergency activation. It depends on what kind of mecha the opponent is. A special-class mecha's emergency activation time is 4 – 7 seconds, while an advanced mecha's is 7 – 9 seconds..." Little Four was also nervous. This would determine which mecha would be able to seize the initiative.
It should be known that there was a delay of about 2 seconds between the heat detected by the heat detector and the feedback to the cockpit of the mecha. From now on, this mecha combat match had completely become a race against time — it all depended on which mecha reacted faster, and which mecha operator reacted faster.
Two seconds after the J8 activated, the J6 mecha noticed that a red hot spot had appeared on the heat detector. With its back facing the red dot, the J6 mecha used one leg as a pivot to turn around abruptly, aiming at the coordinates of the flashing red dot. However, there was nothing before its eyes...
Even so, the J6 mecha did not hesitate. It pulled the trigger abruptly, and the energy in the laser beam gun in its hands transformed into beams of light, which rained down furiously on the hill. This fierce firepower, after one round of attacks, actually managed to punch a hole into the hill. However, there was no mecha wreckage inside, only yellow sand and more yellow sand.
"Emergency activation time 5.537 seconds. The J8 mecha is definitely a special-class mecha. Its luck is pretty good, completing activation within 6 seconds," said Little Four decisively. If it had been half a second longer, the J8 mecha would not have been able to dodge the J6 mecha's beam gun attack.
"Not good!" The J6 mecha that had been attacking the hill suddenly leapt upwards. In mid-air, the laser gun in its hands was aimed directly at the ground below. It pulled the trigger, and energy once again poured out wildly.
At the same time, a beam saber pierced out from the sand towards the J6, while a sturdy beam shield rose up from the ground, blocking the opponent's beam energy.
Seeing that the beam gun's energy was unable to repel the opponent, the wings on the J6's back suddenly spread open, revealing six high-level ground-to-ground missiles, which it shot out.
The J8 mecha, who had initially planned on stabbing the J6 mecha, saw these six missiles coming down and knew that the beam shield alone would not be able to withstand them.
Hurriedly reversing direction in mid-air, the mecha's thrusters roared to life, forcefully pushing the massive mecha several hundred metres away from the direction of the missile. At the same time, the mecha's left and right hands crossed behind its back. The J8 instantly took down the beam cannon and slung the beam saber on its back.
The mecha raised the laser cannon with its left hand and held it gently with its right. Facing the six missiles that were following him, he pulled the trigger decisively. Then, a powerful blast of energy shot out from the laser cannon and into the sky.
When this energy came into contact with the missiles, the missiles exploded one after another. The continuous explosions caused Ling Lan to feel a violent tremor. She was so immersed in it that she almost thought that she was really on a battlefield.
The J8 mecha had finally dealt with the six missiles that had dealt a lot of damage to it, but the J6 had also regained a chance to attack. Flying high in the air, he aimed his laser beam gun at the J8 on the ground and fired again.
Meanwhile, on the ground, the J8 had been beaten into a corner, unable to retaliate. The J8 could only flee in all directions. However, Ling Lan did not think so. Instead, she thought that the J8 was slowly gaining the upper hand in this match.
This was because Ling Lan could see very clearly that the J8 mecha's footwork had not faltered at all. He was obviously using the most widely used and most versatile move in combat — — quick, quick steps.
Although the J8 looked like it was being beaten into a corner, every step it took was at the perfect landing point, rendering the J6's aerial attacks futile.
The J6 also seemed to know that it would not be able to hit the opponent with its laser beam gun alone. Its wings flapped once more, and a new round of high-efficiency missiles was launched. The six missiles formed a horizontal line as they fell towards the J8 mecha.
The J8 mecha did not choose to retreat. Instead, he raised his laser cannon once more, and this time, he fired three laser cannons at the same time.
What was surprising was that according to the firing time of the laser cannon, it actually formed a horizontal line from high to low, directly meeting the six high-efficiency missiles.
When the first missile came into contact with the J6 mecha, the other two missiles followed suit. Meanwhile, the energy from the three laser cannons' explosions detonated the other missiles. This time, the J6's attack once again missed. Not only that, but due to the violent tremors from the explosions, the J6 found that he could no longer see the situation below...
The J6 did not even think about it. The laser beam gun in its hands fired furiously downwards, all the while nervously checking the heat source notifications, afraid that the opponent would take the opportunity to fire his laser cannons.
Right at this moment, he abruptly noticed a beam of light silently shooting towards his lower abdomen. This attack had come too suddenly — he had no time to react at all, and the mecha's body had no time to dodge.
Quicker than words could tell, the J6 decisively swung the laser beam gun in its hands towards the beam of light. With a 'bang', the two collided violently. The J6's laser beam gun was instantly destroyed by the beam of light, but the J6 had also used the force of this blow to knock the beam away, avoiding the hopeless situation of being pierced through the abdomen. (That place was the cockpit. Once struck, even if the mecha did not die, it would cause the mecha to lose control. Either way, it would mean the J6 had lost.)
Right then, everyone could see clearly that when the laser cannons and missiles had been detonated, kicking up a huge cloud of yellow sand and obstructing vision, the J8 mecha had stomped on the ground. Coupled with the power of its thrusters, the J8 mecha had instantly flown into the air to close in on the J6. In that instant, the J8 had decisively abandoned its laser cannons, choosing instead to use its beam saber to stab at the opponent.
Laser cannons carried heat, which could be directly captured by a mecha's defence system. It could not be used as a sneak attack, so the J8 mecha had chosen to use a beam saber made from a cold light source because it would not be detected.
However, the J6's reaction was extremely fast. Sensing danger in an instant, it decisively abandoned the beam gun in its hands to gain a chance of survival.
However, without its beam gun, the J6 could only choose to engage the J8 in close combat for the rest of the battle. With this exchange, Ling Lan knew that the J6 mecha was going to lose for sure. In terms of combat awareness, the J6 was clearly weaker than the J8; they were not on the same level.
Of course, the other spectators did not have Ling Lan's keen eyesight. After all, the two mecha were fighting fiercely, and it would be difficult to determine a victor in a short period of time. The reason Ling Lan could see through the fight at a glance was entirely due to her innate talent — — Profound Insight. She had seen through the J6's weakness right from the start, and had also seen how the J8 was handling the fight with ease.
This also allowed Ling Lan to fully understand that the gap between the J6 and the J8's close-combat ability was still very large. As expected, challenging someone of a higher level was not so easy.
She lowered her head and sighed, choosing to withdraw. Mecha combat was actually not that different from real life combat — there were quite a few moves that Ling Lan could tell at a glance were adapted from real life physical combat. However, real life combat was much more agile and sharp, while mecha combat was obviously much more clumsy.
Ling Lan had just left the arena when she sensed something strange. The combat arena was actually completely silent. Everyone here was sitting in their seats like wooden blocks, not moving at all. It looked like they had indeed been drawn into another space by the game to watch the fight.
However, this silent and unmoving scene made her feel a little apprehensive. She could not help but twist her neck, moving around a little to prove that she was still alive.
"You didn't watch the end?" The man beside her suddenly spoke up. This time, the unguarded Ling Lan was almost scared out of her wits. However, Ling Lan was Ling Lan after all. Having been tormented by the learning space's insanity until now, Ling Lan's little heart was already incomparably strong.
"Yeah, you didn't watch the end either, right?" After Ling Lan came back to her senses, she asked back casually.
"The J6 is going to lose for sure. What else is there to watch?" The man seemed to be in a rather bad mood.
"You chose the J6's perspective?" said Ling Lan almost confidently.
"Originally, I wanted to see how the weak would do against the strong … unfortunately, the J6 wasted his advantage." The man seemed to have a lot of complaints about the J6's battle.
"What other advantages does the J6 have?" His combat awareness was clearly lacking — Ling Lan could not think of any chance the J6 had of winning.
"The J6 is a famous marksman. Unfortunately, I didn't get to see him perform at all in this match," said the man regretfully. It looked like he was very familiar with the J6's abilities.
"Marksman? With a beam shield, a marksman shouldn't be of much use, right? "Ling Lan could see that the mecha's beam shield had practically withstood the power of the laser gun.
"The J6 should have chosen to snipe. Close combat is the J8's strong suit." The man was very familiar with both sides of the battle.
Ling Lan thought back to when she had first started school, the predicament of being targeted by a sniper, and nodded in agreement.
Sniping was the best sneak attack, catching the opponent off guard. After all, a beam shield could only protect a certain part of the body, not the entire body. Sniping, on the other hand, was undetectable. If the J6 had chosen to snipe from the start, this match would have been hard to say.
Seeing Ling Lan agree with his point, the man's mood improved slightly. "However, a counterattack is still a very difficult thing. Even if the J6 wins this match by luck, the J6 will still lose the next match. The result will not change."
Ling Lan understood the meaning of the man's words. The J6 had relied on sniping to win this match, so the opponent in the next match would definitely be equipped with equipment to counter sniping. In other words, the J6's sniping was only a one-time thing — in the end, the J6 would still have to rely on his own ability to win.
"Perhaps the J6 understands this very well, which is why he chose to use this sort of face-to-face, long-range attack. I think that if he wins twice in a row, he will definitely use his trump card, sniping, in the third match." Ling Lan put herself in the J6's shoes. She would not have taken out her trump card right from the start and let the opponent understand her fighting style.
The man was taken aback for a moment, and then grunted in agreement. However, Ling Lan could clearly sense that the other's mood had worsened...
This was not good. If the other's mood was so bad that he could not control it, wouldn't she be in danger? Ling Lan had not forgotten that the other was a psychic mutant who had evolved from a spectre that could wipe out consciousness.
"I have to go now. Goodbye, big brother!" That should be right. Even if she could not see his face, just that chin and slightly upturned lips was enough to tell that he was an adult …
"Ah? Big brother?! Mm, goodbye! "Hearing Ling Lan's greeting, the man seemed to be stunned for a moment.
Ling Lan did not notice this. She was in a hurry to get away from this dangerous man. When she heard him say goodbye, she hurriedly walked away, leaving the man behind in an instant and leaving the mecha combat hall at lightning speed.
The man said gloomily, "Do I really look that old now? Calling me big brother? … "In a bad mood, he chose to leave the combat hall and then left the virtual world.
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