In the Cold Chaos, the true power of the Hellfrost Peacock Technique was finally shown to the world for the first time.
With Garen's Mech as the center, a thin layer of frost had formed in the surrounding ten meters. The air gradually became cold and gloomy. The strange child's cries were everywhere, as though they had appeared out of thin air.
"What the hell is this!!" The Red-White Mech kept retreating. Even if the Mech was in a constant temperature environment, it still could not avoid the strange child's cry.
Garon stretched every part of his body. The Mech's body was like his body.
"Now, the force field is canceled out. What do you have left?"
Before he finished his words, he suddenly rushed forward. Two rays of light from his sword split and slashed.
Bang!!
The two Mechs crashed into each other. The two swords slashed on the long spear, leaving a crack more than ten centimeters deep on the body of the spear.
A large amount of cold air spread along the spear to the Red-White Mech.
"You're asking for it!!" The Red-White Mech roared. The force field around his body was fully activated. The Mech moved at full speed. The horror of the advanced Mech was finally shown. His speed became so fast that even his afterimage could not be seen.
Only a Red-White Mech was left flashing. The dagger in his hand was almost at the same time stabbing at Garon's cockpit. Strangely, his dagger turned three times in a row after stabbing, avoiding Garon's two blocks. The third time accurately stabbed into the left shoulder of Garon's Mech.
Whoosh!
The dagger stabbed deeply into the left shoulder of Garon's Mech, destroying the most critical joint control hub.
Garon snorted coldly. His knee slammed forward and broke the long spear that caused the crack. He slammed it into the opposite cockpit.
The Red-White Mech wanted to dodge but found that his arm holding the dagger was tightly held by Garon. He could not move. If the Mech was in good condition, perhaps his Mech's strength would be much greater than his opponent's. However, it was different now.
Bang!!
Large pieces of mecha fragments flew in all directions, some black and some white. The two mecha suddenly exploded into a large area of fine fragments, and both sides suffered heavy losses.
Garon didn't seem to mind at all. His uninjured hand let go of the other's arm and elbowed the other. At the same time, he held the blade in a reverse grip. The mecha's fingers nimbly maneuvered the tip of the scimitar to stab at the other's cockpit.
The elbow and scimitar struck out at the same time, one from the front and one from the back. The two mechas were in close proximity, so there was no way to dodge.
With a bang, a large number of fragments flew in all directions. Hongbai dodged the attack slightly, but a large part of its waist was damaged.
The two Mechs were in a cruel state of attrition. The cold blue air had already crept up the lower half of the Red-White Mech's legs, severely affecting its mobility.
For the second time, the Red-White Mech felt the fear of death. The first time was when it faced Red-Eyed Medero. At that time, it was almost defenseless and could only run for its life. However, this time was different.
"It's just a Level Three Mech …!!" He sat in the cockpit, his hair covering his face. He was dispirited and irritable, his whole body trembling uncontrollably. "Just a Level Three …!!"
Garon's expression did not change. Scarlet warning lights kept bursting out around the cockpit, and the quantum computer's alarm kept ringing in his ears. The damage to the Mech was getting more and more serious.
The red light flashed and reflected on his face, but he did not move at all.
"Last hit."
His whole body faintly emitted dense waves of Willpower.
"Crouched Eagle Talon … Come on, the strongest explosion …"
Waves of Willpower kept compressing on his arms, and at the same time, it also acted on the Mech's arms. As one of the arms was damaged by the hub and could not move, only the other arm slowly emitted invisible waves.
Whoosh!!
The light flashed, and the black arm lifted up instantly. The scimitar in the hand left only a silver line in the air.
"Reflect!!!"
The Red-White Mech suddenly roared.
When the tip of the scimitar hit the Red-White Mech, the Mech's huge power was instantly absorbed, as if the surface of the Red-White Mech's body was a bottomless lake, absorbing all the power.
Suddenly, a huge power rebounded from the Red-White Mech at the same time. It was a shadow similar to a scimitar. It was actually a translucent shadow formed purely by Willpower!
Garon's pupils contracted instantly, and the Willpower around his body suddenly exploded, spreading out an even stronger Willpower. However, it was only enough to slow down the speed of the scimitar shadow for a moment. The scimitar shadow hit his right leg hard.
Tch!!
The shadow cut a large part of the Blackboard Mech's thigh, and after penetrating it, it hit the wall beside Kling's Mech's cockpit hard, piercing the wall into the ground, leaving a deep mark.
Kling, who was beside him, was so scared that he broke out in cold sweat.
"Is this Reflect?!" Red Moon could clearly see the principle of this ability. As a Mech himself, even he could not help but be amazed by the amount of thought and inspiration put into this special technique.
"The Space Reflect technique was actually realized in the hands of a non-inherited Mech … It's really …" Red Moon did not know what words to use to describe the genius who came up with this technique.
"Let's hurry up and leave … While those two perverts are fighting to the death …" Kling was frightened again and again, and at this time, his mental state was extremely weak. Even his words were weak.
Red Moon was about to speak when he suddenly felt a new wave coming from the battle area.
"F * ck! Level Four!! Level Four wave!! "
"What Level Four?" Kling asked weakly.
"That Blackboard Captain actually broke through during the battle, and is now a Level Four powerhouse!" Red Moon had the urge to curse. He observed carefully again. "Fortunately, he used a training method that is easy to break through, Crouched Eagle Talon. I've heard of this training method before, and the increase in each level is not very big. It can only be considered a middle to lower level training method. The advantage is that it is easy to advance. "
"Does the training method have a big impact?" Kling forced the Mech to stand up, and with light footsteps, he gradually moved away from the battle area.
"Very big. A top-level inherited training method, such as the Nine Mega Cannons that I gave you, can reach the level of a Level Three Mech after one level. Every Mech has its own standard classification, from the worst state to the theoretical limit of the materials that can be achieved, there will be a total of recognized fixed levels. This is important information that must be released at the same time as the release of the Mech," Red Moon quickly explained. "The difference between the training methods is that once you control a Mech of the same level, your Level One Nine Mega Cannons will be able to increase your strength by three levels. On the other hand, your opponent is using a normal training method, and the normal level will increase your strength by one level at most, or slightly more. One level is a difference of two levels, two levels is a difference of four levels, three levels is a difference of six levels, and the higher the level, the bigger the difference. This is just a simple calculation without any changes. In fact, a top-level inherited training method will increase your strength in the later stages, and will not just be a statistic. "
Red Moon solemnly observed the situation of the battle.
"That captain's Mech should be using the Crouched Eagle Talon, so a Level Four Mech would be equivalent to a Level Four explosive strength. Increasing the explosive strength of the Mech's Level Four arms and increasing the hardness, this is the effect of his training method."
"What about that Red-White guy?"
"That guy should be using a better training method. Looking at his level, it should be above average. A Level Four Mech would at least increase its energy endurance and speed by one level, so his Mech's degree of damage is eighty to ninety percent, and he could still chase after you for so long. If it was a normal Mech, it would have been destroyed long ago," Red Moon watched intently. "Red-White is a Level Five pilot, so the increase should be Level Five, but he was too heavily injured, and the damage to his Mech caused him to be unable to perform to the limit. His Willpower was also exhausted, and he could not use his full strength, so his current level is at most Level Four standard. Plus, his opponent's attainment in close combat is terrifying, and can almost predict his movements and attack and defend in advance, which is why it became … "
"Be careful!!" He suddenly shouted.
Kling paused. With a bang, a huge rock like a cannonball hit the wall not far in front of him, and a huge dent was made in the wall. This was the rock that flew out from the center of the battle.
He was so scared that he broke out in cold sweat. With the condition of his Mech, if it was not for Red Moon's protective force field, this huge rock would have killed him.
"Alright, let's continue forward," Red Moon ordered.
Kling turned back to look at the battlefield.
Two Mechs, one black and one white, were entangled together, and waves of strong force fields and cold air exploded, constantly distorting the surrounding air and environment. Even the light was faintly distorted and blurred, and only the two Mechs could be seen to be damaged.
At this moment, Garen and Red-White were fighting for real.
Garon's combat attainment was terrifying, but his opponent was even stronger. With a short burst of Level Five Willpower, coupled with the difference in Mech's performance, even if he used his Potential Points to rush to Level Four standard in a short time, he could only be on par with his opponent.
Especially that reflex technique, it was almost impossible to counter, and only then did he realize how difficult it was to deal with the White Light Mech. It was indeed a master who could escape from the Blackboard Region for so long without being caught.
However, even if his opponent was strong enough, with Level Five Willpower and a terrifying reflex technique, his Ten Thousand True Technique combat skills could completely see through his opponent's moves, and he could easily defend in advance and attack their weak points. Even if his opponent's speed and reaction were faster than his Mech, he could still maintain a tie.
The Hellfrost Peacock Technique could only barely offset the opponent's Level Five Willpower Slowing Force Field, and the reaction speed of both Mechs was reduced to a considerable level. However, the level of the Cold Chaos was still a little low, and it was still slowly suppressed by the opponent's force field.
Garon felt that the pressure on his Mech and his body was getting bigger and bigger.
His body had a strong physical quality, so it was not affected much, but the Mech was still the academy's standard Level Three Mech, and it was not as good as a Level Five Mech. Now that it was affected by the force field, the load was getting heavier, and even the power furnace was starting to become unstable. The output power was sometimes high and sometimes low.
Inside the Red-White Mech, the Red-White Mech was even worse. The strange crying of a child kept drilling into his ears like silk threads, ignoring all sound filters, and constantly disturbing his thoughts and mind, making him feel more and more irritated, and more and more uncomfortable, to the point where his consciousness was slightly blurred.
There seemed to be a surge of impulse from the bottom of his heart, an impulse to vent randomly.
He tried his best to suppress this impulse. He was very clear that in such a high-level battle between Level Four fighters, if he were to vent his anger without any proper method, the only result would be to be killed instantly. There was no exception!
However, the more he suppressed this impulse, the stronger it became.
He was getting more and more impatient, and he did not find a single flaw in his opponent's movements after so long, so his combat experience was very rich to the point of being very strong. It was as if he was a veteran who had fought his way out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of fire. He used a few familiar tricks and traps, but his opponent actually saw through his intentions at a glance, and even his most confident double chain trick was seen through, so he could only fight head-on.
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