Six American recruits rushed into the cockpit silently with gloomy faces.
The Electro Warrior's weapon was actually taken away in close combat. This was a resounding slap in the face in public.
The glorious monument that the Freedom Team had built in the recruit tournament over the years had begun to loosen after the battle just now.
The roar of six different mobile armors was like a huge drum on an ancient battlefield, shaking the hearts of all the spectators.
Six against one.
The European, Asian, and African recruits all knew that the American recruits no longer had the confidence to win in a one-on-one fight. They had already been defeated. Even if they defeated Doomsday Butterfly with the advantage of numbers, they no longer had the heart of a king.
Qin Fen controlled Doomsday Butterfly to retrieve the super-long multi-functional mobile armor cannon from behind him. His other hand held the shining Electromagnetic Polar Beheader and slowly took the stance of a martial artist.
The six American recruits were stunned at the same time. What does this mean? A long cannon in one hand and a close-range weapon in the other? And he even took the stance of a martial artist?
The West Asian and African recruits were also full of doubts. The emergence of mobile armors was to replace the existence of anti-aircraft guns and tanks. Even the battle between mobile armors was carried out by bombarding each other with cannons or missiles.
The two human-shaped big iron blocks were wrestling together like little ruffians. This kind of fighting style was not suitable for a real war at all.
War was a world that paid attention to efficiency. Whoever was more efficient would have a higher chance of winning.
Just at the moment when the six mobile armors were stunned, the cannon in the hands of Doomsday Butterfly emitted a dazzling flame. A burning missile rubbed against the air, creating a visible airflow tunnel.
Aishol was shocked. The huge metal wings on the back of the Winged Battle God that he controlled were fully spread out!
This perfect crystallization of the military's most advanced technology showed the most powerful firepower in its mobile armor at this moment.
The feather-shaped metal wings opened and each metal feather hid a missile! Dozens of missiles rushed out from the wings immediately.
Boom!
The missile launched by Qin Fen suddenly exploded in the air. A fire visible to the naked eye filled the open area between the two sides.
We were fooled! This was the Sky Burning Nebula Bullet! Aishol had the urge to vomit blood. This kind of missile had no lethality to the mobile armor at all, but it would produce high heat and chaotic electromagnetic waves in the high heat. It had a very high effect on disrupting the enemy's missile.
For the sake of self-defense, the dozen or so missiles just now didn't use any special methods to lock onto the satellites.
The instant the dozen or so missiles flew into the wall of fire, a thunderous explosion shook the ground and soared into the sky!
Where is he? Where is it? Aishol immediately turned on all the search radars and searched for the most likely location of Qin Fen with the experience and intuition of a mech warrior.
The other five American recruits also quickly turned on all the search radars, searching for possible enemies at an extreme speed.
In the sky? No! Underground? None at all!
Firewall!
Doomsday Butterfly appeared from the wall of fire in front of everyone's stunned eyes! The outermost layer of armor had already begun to deform under the baptism of the flames!
The temperature of the flames created by the Sky Burning Nebula Bomb was not ordinary! Even if the [Electro Warrior] with super thick armor charged through, it would be completely burned into a pile of scrap metal.
How is this possible? Aishol's jaw dropped. Even if the power of Doomsday Butterfly was overloaded by three hundred percent, it still wouldn't be able to pass through this layer of firewall.
Could it be … he … A surprising figure flashed across the minds of the six mobile armor warriors at the same time. Four hundred percent! The official data of Doomsday Butterfly was only three hundred and twenty-six percent!
During the moment of surprise and shock, Doomsday Butterfly had already killed its way into the six mobile armors. The broken Electromagnetic Polar Cut pierced the throat of the [Winged Heavenly God]!
Before the blue electric spark jumped out, the armor on Doomsday Butterfly's body suddenly fell off. Rows of strange parts arranged like a small pyramid made a buzzing sound.
"Particle Storm!"
The American recruits and all the warriors from other continents who were watching screamed at the same time.
This shock was too big, so big that they couldn't release the extreme shock in their hearts without screaming out loud.
The scalp of the East Asian recruits tightened, and a chill ran down their backs. They actually want to use Particle Storm? This is just a skill spar, not a real battle of life and death on the battlefield!
When designing each type of mobile armor, the military added a tactic that was close to perishing together with the enemy.
Particle Storm was the ultimate move of Doomsday Butterfly that would perish together! In theory, during the design, this move would not cause the mobile armor to self-destruct due to the use of it. But in fact, the first lesson that all mobile armor pilots who piloted Doomsday Butterfly learned was to never use Particle Storm.
This was because the critical value of Particle Storm must be very accurate. If there was at least a slight error, this mobile armor's drive furnace would explode violently in the process of using Particle Storm.
Particle Storm, just like its name, would become a real storm once it was released. Even a super heavy mobile armor like the Galaxy Steel Spirit could only die.
Aishol really wanted to rush to Qin Fen, grab his collar, and ask him what kind of deep hatred there was between the two of them. Perishing together? Although we are not in the same military region, we are still comrades after all!
The huge Particle Storm swept the seven mobile armors on the field in an instant. The spectating recruits could no longer see the gorgeous mobile armors. Everyone was waiting for the sound of the mobile armors exploding one by one.
One second, ten seconds … twenty seconds, thirty seconds …
The spectating recruits' jaws almost dropped. Particle Storm usually only needed ten seconds to destroy everything in its range, and at the same time, it would self-destruct.
Forty-five seconds, fifty-seven seconds …
The Particle Storm stopped, and the six broken mobile armors crossed their arms in front of them, making a defensive posture. Doomsday Butterfly, who had taken off the armor protection, was like a beautiful woman who had just come out of the shower, standing quietly. Motionless.
There was no self-destruction, and no explosion of the enemy? This …? How is this possible? The European recruits' eyes were wide open. The difficulty this time was far more difficult than the forced control of the drive furnace overclocking last time.
To be able to prevent Doomsday Butterfly from self-destructing was already the standard of a beginner ace pilot! However, fifty-seven seconds, this was not something a beginner ace mech could achieve.
In fifty-seven seconds, not only did it not self-destruct, but it also did not blow up the opponent's mobile armor. This could only be done by the real group of ace mobile armor warriors today!
The six mobile armors slowly retracted their broken arms. They looked at their own mobile armors in disbelief. They looked at their companions' mobile armors, and then at the Doomsday Butterfly that stood in the middle of them.
"You won …"
In the quiet battlefield, Aishol's bitter voice sounded slowly.
The cockpit of the mobile armors slowly popped open, and every American recruit jumped out with a pale face.
The dry American recruit military uniform also looked as if the whole person had fallen into the water and was just fished out.
The cockpit of Doomsday Butterfly popped open, and Qin Fen jumped out of the armor with a pale face. His legs were a little soft, and he almost fell.
Particle Storm … Qin Fen raised his hand and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. The drill instructor was right. This thing was really extremely difficult to operate, and he also had to worry about the opponent's life and death. All his energy was almost exhausted.
The African and West Asian recruits looked at Qin Fen in a daze. This person can actually jump out of the mobile armor without anyone's help? Doesn't he know what is tired?
"East Asian recruit, our American Freedom team admits defeat." Aishol raised his thumb, and his eyes were full of admiration, "Your operation is already the top ace mobile armor warrior today."
Qin Fen used the martial artist's method to cup his hand, "It was just a fluke."
"Fluke?" Aishol smiled bitterly, "If I were to do what I just did, even if I had a thousand lives, I would not be able to reach such a fluke point."
Qin Fen walked to the stands with light footsteps and said to the African and West Asian recruits, "Today, I am tired. If you are still interested in sparring with me on mobile armor, then let's do it tomorrow. "
Interested? The African and West Asian recruits smiled bitterly again and again. Who would be interested in a madman who even dared to use Particle Storm? Fortunately, this Doomsday Butterfly was also scrapped with the use of Particle Storm.
In the next battle, Doomsday Butterfly would not be able to appear again. Naturally, there would be no more shocking Particle Storm that would make people's jaws drop.
The African and West Asian recruits' eyes met and saw the same doubt in each other's eyes. Red Lotus Phantom, Sun Piercer Angel, even if Qin Fen could use these two mobile armors, he wouldn't be able to reach the true ace-level strength of Doomsday Butterfly, right?
"Hu …"
Qin Fen approached the coffee shop and sat heavily on the sofa. He closed his eyes and let out a long breath. His face was filled with the word "tired". He looked completely dispirited.
"Old Qin, why are you so tired?" Xue Tian asked everyone's doubts.
"Ai …" Qin Fen closed his eyes and leaned against the back of the sofa, "I fought a mobile armor battle with the American Military Region's mobile armor team."
"Oh? Someone in our East Asian mobile armor warrior is sick? "Xue Tian's gossipy soul began to burn," So, you are temporarily seconded as a substitute? "
"No." Qin Fen shook his head twice weakly, "I single-handedly challenged the mobile armor team of the American Military Region's recruits."
"Single-Handedly? One-handedly? "Xue Tian's voice suddenly rose," Old Qin, you can also operate a mobile armor? The American Military Region's recruits seem to have dominated this event for many years. You won? "
Except for Lin Ling, who was expressionless, everyone present looked at Qin Fen in surprise. Some of them even spat out the coffee that they had just drunk.
Mobile armor was a relatively special subject. It was not something that you could operate with just a few punches and kicks.
"I won … hmm? Thank you … "
Qin Fen's closed eyes suddenly opened as he looked at Song Jia, who was standing behind him, in a daze.
Her slender jade-like hands gently rubbed Qin Fen's temples.
Song Jia's jade-like face turned slightly red. Under everyone's surprised gaze, she slowly lowered her head to avoid everyone's gaze.
Xing Wuyi's eyes were filled with surprise. Song Jia! Song Wendong's granddaughter, the proud daughter of heaven, actually took the initiative to massage Qin Fen to relax?
"Brother Wuyi." Lin Liqiang moved his head close to Xing Wuyi's ear and whispered, "It's a secret. If you don't want Old Qin to be poked to death by a certain divine beast tomorrow, you must keep it a secret."
Xing Wuyi's eyes lit up as he whispered back, "Young Master Lin seems to be very familiar with Qin Fen."
"En." Lin Liqiang nodded hard, "He is my friend."
Xing Wuyi's eyes flashed with surprise again. Lin Liqiang said friend? This was rare, and the chances were even lower than winning the lottery.
"Everyone, our aerial combat team still has training." Lin Jiaxuan slowly got up and walked out of the door quickly, leaving a sentence in the air, "I will go back to prepare first."
"Right." Qin Fen spoke again, "What about Du Peng and Feiyu?"
Xue Tian shrugged his shoulders, "Du Peng is lucky, his next opponent is Mark Jumino of the American Military Region."
"Mark Jumino?" Qin Fen raised his eyebrows, "Zeus, one of the top three in the American Military Region?"
"Yeah." Xue Tian whistled loudly, "Zeus will be facing Du Peng in the top sixteen of thirty-two."
The coffee shop was silent for a while. Qin Fen stared at the coffee on the table. Du Peng's strength had grown a lot these days, but he still hadn't digested the legacy left by Du Zhanpeng.
Both the Seven Stars of Immortal Thunder Art and the Phaseless Water Bird Art were rare exercises. It was not easy for many martial artists with good aptitude to be able to cultivate one.
Even someone as talented as Du Zhanpeng could only cultivate one first. Du Peng, whose aptitude was inferior to Du Zhanpeng, could barely achieve that level of the Phaseless Water Bird function that day, largely due to Du Zhanpeng's stimulation.
Now, he was asked to combine two rare exercises into one …
Even if he carried all the motivation and pressure of his brother in his heart, he still couldn't do it in a short period of time.
Xing Wuyi sighed softly. How tiring would it be for a martial artist without aptitude to carry the glory of his brother and the burden of prolonging his brother's life?
Qin Fen looked down at the dragon head belt. If he still had Enzo Rota's life-or-death pill in his hand and gave it to Du Peng, he might eat it without hesitation.
"As for Brother Chen." Xue Tian spread his hands, "His luck is comparable to Old Du's. As long as he wins another game, his opponent will be Demon God Solomon if there are no accidents. "
"Your luck is not bad either." Xing Wuyi's index finger gently turned the cup on the table, "If you continue to win, you will soon meet Sky Splitter Brooks. I heard that he seems to have received an invitation from Sacred Martial Hall. "
"Is that so?" Xue Tian leaned on the sofa and crossed his legs casually, "That thing is nothing special. I also received one a few days ago."
PS: I will try to make another chapter before midnight … but it may be very late. Everyone, don't wait. This is terrible … the doctor said that I will probably need to be on an IV for two days … it seems that I should strengthen my body.
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