Ye Chong stared at the mech before him, his mind racing. It was a 10-meter tall humanoid mech, with a silver shield on its left arm that glowed like mercury under the soft light of the room. The flaming sword in its right hand shone with a crimson glow. The main body of the mech was as elegant as a noble's, and the golden headdress on its forehead was a sight to behold.
This was obviously a modified mech, with a double-layered uranium shield. While it was only above average among mech shields, it was definitely not something that his Raven's magnetic sword could break. The flaming sword in its right hand was only average, but it would probably only take 3 slashes to cut the Raven in half. If it was a vital point, even a slight scratch would be enough to kill him. The main body of the mech was the Milky Way model, which not only provided better defense, but also had a good weight, which would not overburden the engine. There were also many hidden firing chambers, which could be used to store various types of long range weapons.
An expert! Ye Chong shuddered. With a glance, Ye Chong knew that the opponent before him was not to be trifled with.
If Ye Chong had to evaluate this mech, he would only have one word to describe it – Balance! On the surface, the mech's components were only average, but if the mech's user was also skilled in both offense and defense, then the mech's strength would be terrifying.
If Ye Chong guessed correctly, its engine would be either Parham or Sarrow-IV. Only these two types of engines could maximize the performance of the mech's other components.
It could attack and defend, attack and close combat, and it was a difficult opponent. Ye Chong could not help but feel a headache coming on. He did not expect to meet such a tough opponent in his first battle.
Even so, Ye Chong did not feel any other negative emotions, such as fear. As someone who had lived on the trash planet, he knew that most of the time, the opponent was not someone he could choose. There was only one thought in his mind – how to defeat him!
Heat ray gun? If the opponent stood still, the shot would only cause a few sparks, and the opponent would not be harmed.
Alloy dagger? Oh my god, the first thing that would be bent would definitely be the alloy dagger. Don't count on it.
Fortunately, there was always a way out. The high-frequency blades managed to leave a mark on the opponent. Of course, this mark was only made by three slashes at the same spot to break through the main body armor of the Sky River mech!
Three slashes landed on the same spot! Ye Chong shook his head. "That's too difficult."
What about its weakness? Ye Chong could not help but ponder. Ye Chong, who was well-versed in the art of hunting, understood that every enemy had a weakness. As long as he could find the weakness and strike it, he would be able to achieve twice the result with half the effort. This was also the best way to defeat a stronger opponent.
Throat? Indeed, almost all humanoid mechs had a weak point at their throat. Due to the dense array of light dots, any slight damage to the throat could cause the mech to lose control. Furthermore, the overly thick armor around the throat would greatly reduce the mech's agility. Therefore, other than some mechs with heavy firepower, most mechs had no choice but to leave the throat in an awkward position. However, it was worth considering that almost every mech owner understood this, and took great care to protect their mechs.
Ye Chong shook his head, denying this possibility.
Cockpit? Needless to say, no one would not care about their own life! Besides, unlike the throat, the cockpit of a humanoid mech was located at the chest area. That was definitely the thickest part of a mech's armor. Looking at the high-frequency blades in his hands, even if every slash landed on the same spot, it would take at least 10 slashes to penetrate the cockpit. If that happened, he would probably be sliced into pieces by the flaming saber, not even his bones would be left!
Then what should I do? Ye Chong racked his brains for a solution.
However, time waits for no man. Beep! A soft beep, and the battle began!
Ye Chong cleared his mind of distracting thoughts and focused on the battle!
Jeb sat leisurely in his mech. Beneath his tall nose was a smile that captivated countless women. His naturally curled blonde hair made him look like a prince from a fairy tale, noble and elegant, his every movement exuding the aura of nobility. His brown eyes looked at the Blackbird before him with a hint of mockery.
Jeb praised, "The ignorant are truly fearless! You want to challenge my Apollo with the Blackbird? Sigh, looks like I'll have to teach you a lesson today! "His tone was full of disdain.
Jeb made up his mind to "teach" Ye Chong a lesson. As soon as the system notification ended, he rode his beloved armor, Apollo, towards the Raven. He did not even activate the shooting system, nor did he intend to use the double layer uranium shield.
The Blackbird did not move, as if it was waiting for death, waiting for Jeb to land the killing blow.
"Sigh, what an unfortunate fellow! Encountering me is your greatest misfortune! Poor fellow! "Jeb clicked his tongue. Jeb had been in a bad mood for the past few days, and now he had a chance to vent his frustrations! "I can't kill this plaything just like that," Jeb sneered in his heart.
The distance between the two of them shortened rapidly. Jeb chuckled softly. His flaming saber vibrated as it moved towards the Blackbird.
Jeb could almost imagine the panic on his opponent's face right now. With a whoosh, he chopped off the wing of the black bird, and the cat and mouse show officially began. A smug smile spread across Jeb's handsome and slightly devilish face.
The game had just begun! Jeb was pleased.
Why did he not shoot? Ye Chong was confused. Logically speaking, shooting at his Blackbird should be the fastest and safest way to deal with him. Why would his opponent go for the harder part?
Ye Chong was even more puzzled as the opponent approached him slowly. Even if it was a close-range fight, he would be an idiot not to use his advantage in speed.
When the opponent swung his saber towards his left wing, Ye Chong was even more confused. Instead of attacking the vital part, he aimed for the unimportant left wing? Besides, he did not even use the double layer uranium shield, leaving his chest open. Ye Chong found the attack to be flashy but useless. The flaming saber vibrated with red flowers, but it was only for show. It was soft and powerless, and the angle was ridiculously bad.
Ye Chong could not believe that an expert in mech modification would make so many stupid mistakes.
Whatever the case, Ye Chong would not miss the opportunity!
The Blackbird accelerated to its maximum speed in the shortest time possible. Ye Chong slid to the side and easily escaped the range of the flaming saber. He swung his high-frequency blade diagonally upwards. Hiss! A soft sound was heard, and a five-centimeter-deep but almost a meter long wound was left on the opponent's body. The wound was like a soundless, mocking laugh. Before the opponent could react, the Blackbird's left wing crashed heavily into the opponent's chest.
The two mechs were moving at high speed, and collided face to face with a loud bang. The impact threw both mechs to the sides in an unsightly position.
This level of impact was child's play for Ye Chong, who was prepared for it. Ye Chong's basic training included how to react at the moment of impact. Even Mu and Shang's strict requirements had been completed, and Ye Chong had already determined the exact location of his next landing point at the moment of impact.
Ye Chong's hands executed the complicated maneuvers at an astonishing speed. The auxiliary engines under the Blackbird's ribs danced like musical notes, deftly and accurately calibrating the angles. The 12 auxiliary engine nozzles were adjusted in less than 0.1 seconds.
Abruptly, the 12 auxiliary engine nozzles opened up. The Blackbird, which was only 20 centimeters above the ground, paused for a moment. The five fingers of the mechanical arm under the right rib suddenly opened up, and the Blackbird supported the Blackbird before it hit the ground. At the same time, the horizontal angle of the Blackbird's wings changed, and the Blackbird flew like a big bird playing in the water.
The Blackbird drew a beautiful arc in the air, and the tip of the arc was Apollo, who had not yet exhausted his momentum.
Even as a beginner level mech, the Blackbird's maximum speed was not to be underestimated. In the blink of an eye, the Blackbird had caught up with Jeb's Apollo.
Jeb, who was dizzy from the fall, could not react at all. He had lost control of the mech.
The faintly discernible throat grew larger and larger in Ye Chong's eyes. Ye Chong stared at Apollo's throat like a venomous snake, not daring to be distracted.
Now's the time! Ye Chong shouted, and the high-frequency blade pierced Apollo's throat with full force, like a knight in ancient times charging with a spear to the enemy's throat. The full force of the charge was beyond Ye Chong's imagination. Apollo was flung far away like a rag doll. Only a small part of Apollo's thick neck was still connected, and the photon circuits were in a mess.
Almost instinctively, Ye Chong had completed a match that he had no chance of winning.
Ye Chong won!
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