Earth's audience hated this type of person the most. Behind closed doors, one was the king, but the moment they stepped out, they were beaten like dogs. No one could stand it.
"Then let's wait and see."
Bubbly Foam could not make any more comments. From a technical and statistical analysis, this battle was unbeatable.
There was only one conclusion, and that was Lady Stormsword's own condition.
As long as she was in peak condition, there was no way to beat her.
What condition?
Masasi and Atos looked at each other and smiled. The eight of them were hailed as the strongest batch of the Moon in the past 20 years!
The two mecha landed in the arena. The standard square arena was used by ancient swordsmen to duel. In order to pursue the ultimate thrust and speed, swordsmen used rapiers. The Brightmoon 8th Gen was even more extreme. This mech was not suitable for direct combat, but it used its advantage in speed and agility to attack. The Brightmoon 8th Gen was equipped with the latest overclocked rapier. The material was unknown, but it was the latest product of the Moon's technology. Its hardness and flexibility were beyond imagination. During rapid attacks, the rapier could withstand thousands of times the pressure without being damaged.
Using the most lethal attack to kill the enemy without leaving a trace.
Although Milo had not fought on CT for a long time, it did not mean that she had not fought. It was just that she had fought more often in actual battles. On the other hand, fighting on CT with less burden would result in one result: exceeding one's standard.
She could use some battle techniques that did not exist in reality.
The current mech's endurance was limitless. As long as the pilot was strong enough, there were endless possibilities.
The Wargod No. 1 was still wooden. No matter who it faced, it would always be the same. There was no aura to be seen.
The audience's interest was still very high. The opponent was a woman. Although it was a high-end mech, Student Skeleton had defeated more than one or two high-end mecha, so it was not a big deal.
"Crushing Dry Weeds!"
"Crushing Dry Weeds!"
Skeleton began to roar. To them, victory was a fixed result. What was important was the process.
Failure, that was something they never thought about.
Some of the calmer audience could understand this feeling. To quote Comrade Old Deer, it was self-hypnosis.
Were there invincible people in this world?
Yes, there were dead people.
As long as one was human, they would definitely fail. It was only a matter of time. Because he believed in this unchanging truth, he had always stuck to his post. He believed that he would definitely be the one laughing in the end, even if this process had a certain degree of mental damage.
The battle began.
Whoosh …
Lady Stormsword elegantly pulled out her rapier, and a few blades flashed in the air, forming a beautiful symbol.
This was the swordsman's salute to his opponent.
Nine strikes in one second!
It was a starting gesture, but at the same time, it was a technique.
In the audience area, there were some who were more arrogant and quiet. They were the audience from the Moon, and there were many former fans of Lady Stormsword. However, the people of the Moon were more rational and would rarely be obsessed with a person, unless that person could do extraordinary things.
The instantaneous flower of the sword represented Lady Stormsword's current condition. In the past, she could only perform seven swords in one second.
On the Moon, this match was also being broadcasted. However, it was not as popular as on Earth. From the perspective of the Moon, torturing an Earth contestant was no different from torturing a noob. Even if they were watching, it would be because of Lady Stormsword. This might be a battle where Lady Stormsword would come out of seclusion to regain her senses.
This stance made all the people who were worried feel at ease.
Wang Zheng pulled out his titanium blade and drew an X in the air … Simply put, it was a cross. He took up a defensive stance. Against such a speedy mech, initiating an attack would be courting death.
"Hmm, Little Skeleton's declaration of battle is very imposing. This cross is very strong. Compared to the Brightmoon 8th Generation, he is definitely a country bumpkin!" Old Deer said sarcastically.
Bubbly Foam could not help but laugh. Old Deer and Skeleton were already in the same boat. No matter how much he ridiculed them, everyone felt that it was normal. However, Old Deer could always come up with new tricks.
Seeing Bubbly Foam's confusion, Old Deer said sincerely, "He's still a country bumpkin. If Little Skeleton is poor, I can sponsor him a high-end mech. That way, he won't have to find excuses when he loses."
Old Deer's words caused the crowd to attack again, but Comrade Old Deer did not care. Lice did not bite when there were too many of them.
Milo looked at her opponent with interest. She had thought that this strong person would attack first, but he actually took up a defensive stance. But if she attacked, would her opponent have a chance?
The Brightmoon 8th Generation moved. As soon as the mech moved, everyone understood one thing. If a worker wanted to do a good job, he must first sharpen his tools. This kind of lightness, this kind of feeling, could be understood by any pilot. They were a few levels apart.
Without any fancy movements, it was a dash and a stab. In an instant, it was in front of the Wargod No. 1's eyes.
Boom …
The titanium blade blocked the attack, but with a loud bang, the Wargod No. 1 was forced back two steps.
This …
The whole audience was silent. Damn, who said that this mech was lacking in power?
This was a declaration of battle by the opponent. The power of this attack was quite fierce. The mech's operation depended on the pilot's ability.
Wang Zheng was also sweating. What a fierce power. The strength of an attack depended on the momentum. Power was only a part of it. If speed was used well, it could also produce a strong momentum. And the opponent in front of him was a very skilled pilot.
An image of Zhang Runan appeared in Wang Zheng's mind. Maybe the opponent was also a super man!
Seeing that the Wargod No. 1 was still in a defensive stance, Milo did not hold back. The Brightmoon mech began to warm up. Wave after wave of high explosive attacks. It was a very simple attack method, but when used by the Brightmoon, it was so fierce. It was clearly a one-handed stab, but it could cause a heavy mech to roar.
The Wargod No. 1 had no way to retaliate.
"The Brightmoon is indeed a light mech, but a light mech can still produce heavy attacks."
"As long as the recoil is offset by the energy shield, it will be fine."
"That's right, but the number of people who can do it can be counted on one hand."
Masasi and Atos looked at each other and smiled. "It seems that during the time we were apart, Milo has improved again."
"Of course, she is one of the boss' training partners. It would be hard not to improve."
"I am a little looking forward to it." Atos' eyes were like a cat's, squinting into a crescent moon.
Bang bang bang bang …
The Brightmoon mech was like a shadow, moving nimbly on the battlefield. It constantly sent out stabs, and each stab was like a heavy blow. The Wargod No. 1 could not keep up with the rhythm at all.
If the Brightmoon mech was said to be a sports car, then the Wargod No. 1 was like a tractor. It only had the strength to turn around, and it felt like even turning around was very difficult.
Milo was also a little curious. Although the opponent's defense was very good, there was nothing special about it. She had attacked dozens of times, just to let the opponent familiarize himself with her rhythm. Could it be that he had not familiarized himself with her rhythm?
Bang …
Facing another attack from Milo, Wang Zheng's titanium knife directly slashed out. This time, it was a direct hit.
The Brightmoon mech was also pushed back a few meters.
The Wargod No. 1 … did not move from its original position, still quietly looking at the opponent.
At this moment, Milo finally understood. The opponent was actually giving her time to warm up. Accidentally, the two of them had given way to each other.
A person using the Wargod No. 1 actually had such confidence.
Milo was really interested. She was a girl, and most female pilots did not need to be so modest. Since the opponent was so "generous", she wanted to see if the opponent could really withstand it.
Shing shing …
Two blades of wind were flung out. The Brightmoon mech's body was still in the air, and its rapier was raised.
Masasi and Atos looked at each other. They had never seen such a pretentious person. Facing the Brightmoon mech and still being so calm.
If Milo went crazy, no one would be able to save them.
Bang …
With a loud sound, the Brightmoon mech was activated. This was a strong control and high-speed assault. The Brightmoon Mech was like a ray of silver light as it charged towards the Wargod No. 1.
This speed was absolutely shocking. However, it was different from before. The Brightmoon Mech did not attack head-on, but instead drew a beautiful arc.
Arc Sliding Step?
This was everyone's reaction, but it was clear that this kind of pace was child's play.
This was the Brightmoon mech!
One after another, arcs appeared. In an instant, it was three in a row. When the Brightmoon Mech really attacked, the opponent could not even see its trajectory.
Just when Milo thought that she had completely knocked out the opponent, she discovered that the Wargod No. 1 was still in front of her.
With just a slight pause, the Brightmoon Mech moved again. It was not that Milo could not launch an attack, but a battle between experts was about being serious. She used the Brightmoon Mech against the Wargod No. 1. If she could not completely "shake off" the opponent's confrontation, it would not be justifiable.
In an instant, the Brightmoon Mech performed three consecutive Arc Sliding Steps. What was presented to the audience was a series of perfect silver arcs, which formed a blooming flower petal.
Performing the Arc Sliding Steps once or twice was enough to make a name for herself in the Earth region, but the opponent had done it six times in an instant.
However, Milo was wrong again. With her high frequency of maneuvers, the average opponent would have shaken off, but the Wargod No. 1 was still in front of her. It was as if she could see the pilot sitting in the cockpit smiling.
This was purely a feeling.
However, Milo's feeling was not wrong.
The Brightmoon Mech, who had performed a high-intensity maneuver, did not attack. Instead, she instantly pulled away. What was going on?
The audience was whispering. Many players were stunned by the Brightmoon Mech's agility. This speed was against the heavens.
Why did she not attack? Was she toying with the opponent?
Prince and Chakra King looked at each other and nodded lightly.
Even if they were facing the Brightmoon Mech, they could not attack recklessly. The Wargod No. 1's performance was even worse. It was not easy to achieve a tight confrontation. However, if she did not attack, there would be no flaws. Once she attacked, there would be a big problem. Now Skeleton could only suppress the opponent's mind and let the opponent's mind explode. She would take the initiative to attack and find a flaw. This was the only chance of winning.
The experts present were not disappointed. In fact, as long as one was at this level, they would have their own pride. You could not let the Wargod No. 1 throw away his life knowing that he could not win.
The Wargod No. 1 could not move, but the Brightmoon Mech could not. This was the pride of a pilot.
However, Milo would not be entangled in this problem. It was just that in the previous round, she already knew that the opponent was not so easy to fool. Since that was the case, she had to fight for real.
The Brightmoon Mech was in an attacking stance. This was Milo's habit, or perhaps it was the habit of many Moon players. They paid special attention to the starting stance. Only in this way could they express their style and pride.
Of course, this kind of starting stance was indeed suitable for better performance.
The Brightmoon Mech rushed forward, using the Arc Slide Step. However, this time was different from the previous time. After passing, the Brightmoon Mech launched an attack.
Boom … Boom Boom Boom Boom …
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