The battle at the peak was completely different from the battle at the foot of the mountain, as well as the running between the mountains. Both the Purple Sea Mecha and Little White Flower no longer made any movements of flying. Instead, they clung to the ground with their mechanical legs, relying entirely on the movements of the mecha's upper body to fight.
The honest here naturally meant that they had slowed down their speed by many times before they could sense it. In reality, the two MX mecha were like willow tree monsters, rooted deeply in the soil, not a trace of disorder in the slightest. Every step they took seemed so solid, but the movements of the upper half of the mecha were like willow branches dancing wildly in the wind, fast, dangerous, and terrifyingly precise.
This scene gave the spectators the illusion that the mechanical legs of the two MX mecha in overclocking did not seem to move at all. Instead, it was only the ground beneath the mecha that moved.
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The god-like Purple Sea Mecha twisted its body, and the sharp tri-edged armor-piercing thorn slid along the surface of Little White Flower's already broken alloy mecha. The huge tri-edged thorn, nearly one meter long, was like a fireworks stick in the hands of a child. The tip of the thorn brought out a shocking spark.
In the midst of the silent battle, the sawtooth blade on the right mechanical arm of the white mech silently sliced across from under the arm, leaving a shallow cut on the wrist of the Purple Sea Mech, but at least it stopped the Purple Sea Mech from delivering a fatal stab.
The loud roar of the twin engines did not have air as a medium to announce its power, but it caused the body of the mecha to tremble. Under the effect of the peak power, the Purple Sea Mecha retracted its mechanical leg, and like a gust of wind, it forced its way into the midsection of Little White Flower's mecha, its shoulder slamming into the midsection of the cockpit!
For a moment, broken pieces of the shock-absorbing armor flew everywhere. A chilling distortion slowly appeared, and the white mecha slumped, about to fall.
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"147 …" Xu Le ignored the bloodstains on his chest, silently counting down in his heart.
The weight of high speed was already a heavy enough burden for a pilot. After entering overclocking mode, Little White Flower's mecha could no longer provide a complete shock-absorbing and life-support system like before when it faced the violent attack of the Purple Sea head-on. The tremendous impact caused his iron-like body to feel sore and painful, as if it was about to fall apart.
Xu Le didn't know how many mouthfuls of blood he had spat out. His face was a little pale as he stared at the holographic screen in his helmet. His hands moved quickly, and the joysticks made cracking sounds as if they were about to break. Every inch of his skin was burning as he sent instructions to the simulation system.
Controlling Little White Flower to block Purple Sea's fierce thrust, but it was unable to block Purple Sea's powerful strike. As the surface of the mech changed shape, Xu Le's vision turned black for a moment from the tremendous force. From the warning data of the onboard computer, he knew that Little White Flower had lost its balance.
With a muffled grunt, Xu Le's body, which was wrapped in the simulation system, began to tremble rapidly. Countless complex commands were transmitted to every component of the mecha.
The thick and heavy mechanical legs began to tremble and slide. They began to move in a semi-closed arc around a certain fixed point. The high-speed hydraulic pipelines and transmission devices in the armor pressed, stretched, and returned to their original positions at a speed that could not be seen with the naked eye.
During this process, the terrifying impact of the Purple Sea's mecha was gradually dispelled. Little White Flower's mecha looked like it was on the brink of death, but in the end, it stood proudly at the end of the two deep trenches.
"Can't fall." Xu Le flicked the five fingers of his right hand. Cooperating with the simulation system, he controlled Little White Flower's mecha to stick close to the platform on the peak and charge towards the Purple Sea once more.
After entering overclocking mode, both Xu Le and Madman Li no longer used the fierce leaping attack moves they had done at the foot of the mountain. Instead, with great tacit understanding, they had their mecha cling tightly to the weathered rocks on the peak as they advanced. Their horizontal movement speed increased slightly, but neither attempted to attack from the air.
Overclocking battle was an extremely risky battle mode. From the very beginning, Xu Le had acted on instinct and operated his mecha according to the 10 stances Uncle Feng Yu had taught him. He was not willing to let Little White Flower leave the ground for even a microsecond. Those 10 mysterious and strange stances were all powerful body techniques that allowed one to stand tall on the ground and remain as still as a pine tree. He did not quite understand why the Purple Sea's mecha would also choose this type of battle mode. Could it be that Uncle Feng was really related to the Lees of Philadelphia in some way?
Xu Le could vaguely grasp the Purple Sea's mecha's battle style and attack patterns. Linking it to that night in Linyuan, he even had a feeling that the 10 stances Uncle Feng had taught him seemed to be some kind of secret technique to counter the Lees of Philadelphia.
However, Madman Li was still Madman Li after all. It was no wonder he was known as the invincible fighter in the military. It was no wonder he was the super strong fighter who had continuously hunted down the Empire's Royal Mecha Battalion for more than three years.
Even if Xu Le used the simulation system to control his mecha, which was equivalent to the hand speed of a military ace pilot, and even if he could vaguely guess the attack rhythm and direction of the Purple Sea's mecha, he could not find any chance to retaliate in front of the purple torrent that filled the peak of the mountain.
Previously, at the foot of the mountain, the Purple Sea's mecha had displayed mobility and crazy attack ability in Madman Li's hands had already made Xu Le feel that it was difficult to withstand. However, after entering overclocking mode, the Purple Sea's mecha became even more terrifying in close combat. Firstly, the super performance of the Purple Sea after overclocking was fully displayed. Secondly, Li Feng, who was controlling the Purple Sea, seemed to really be a little crazy …
In the vision of Xu Le's helmet, on the holographic screen of the Old Moon base and the ground command hall, everyone seemed to vaguely see a roaring purple spotted tiger. It was currently charging towards the platform on the peak of the Kaki Peak on the Moon's polar region, towards the white mecha that refused to admit defeat no matter what. It was launching its final bite.
The white mecha flashed and dodged at high speed. Time and time again, in contact, collision, sword light, and shadow of punches, the white mecha was knocked back and injured. Inside the mecha, Xu Le kept staring with his pair of small eyes, silently counting down in his heart, "132,131 …"
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At this moment, Xu Le, who was inside the little white flower mecha, was not squinting his eyes like before. Instead, he was staring with wide eyes at the Purple Sea mecha in his vision.
In the Purple Sea, Li Feng, on the other hand, was skillfully operating the mecha, launching wave after wave of powerful attacks. At the same time, he was squinting his eyes to size up the white mecha that was in a terrible state. Its performance had dropped drastically, but it still refused to admit defeat.
For this young genius pilot from the Federation, mecha battles had long become a part of his life. It was an exciting factor in his blood. This kind of intense battle should not have made him enter such a violent and wild state. However, that despicable person in the white mecha unexpectedly made him develop such a strong desire to battle.
Li Feng admitted that Xu Le had surprised him. Not only did Xu Le personally operate the mecha to battle with him, but also the standard that Xu Le had displayed in this battle. This was already close to the standard of an ace pilot in the army. Moreover, he knew that Xu Le was the technician who had developed the Nutshell MX, so in terms of operating the new MX, he had a great advantage.
However, he still did not think that Xu Le would be able to defeat him. This was a kind of pride and confidence that was deeply rooted in his bones. The Purple Sea's excellent maneuverability perfectly displayed the standard of his mecha operation. The Purple Sea's current ferocious attacks were like a raging river. In fact, he could do it with his eyes closed.
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When Li Feng was still a baby and had just opened his eyes, that grandfather of his had carried him into the mecha. Not long after he had learned how to walk, his grandfather had started to let him try to climb the ladder beside the tall mecha. Other than his grandfather, the first word that Li Feng had learned was mecha. Before he had learned how to drive a car, he had already learned how to operate a mecha. Before he had time to like girls, such as Yuzi, he had already fallen in love with the feeling of operating a mecha …
When all the youths in the Federation were still looking at the teaching screens and imagining the mecha levels in online games, the 12-year-old Li Feng had already been sent to the frontlines of the West Woods by his grandfather. He had passed the unprecedented military test and obtained his first real military mecha.
Then, he had begun to operate the M52 on the mineral planets, on the pirate ships. He had learned how to slaughter, and had gotten used to smashing the enemy's mecha into a pile of scrap metal …
In the short 16 years of Madman Li's life, he had always been closely associated with the term mecha, never separating from it. Sometimes, he even felt that every time he stayed in the stuffy and quiet cockpit, he was his true self.
Invincible in the military, Madman Li — these were all adjectives he had gotten from operating a mecha. This was because the moment he entered a mecha, he would be even wilder and more violent than usual.
This was because he was even stronger in a mecha.
Thus, Li Feng could not understand why Xu Le had been able to hold on for so long. Why did he not admit defeat even though he knew that defeat was certain and could only be worse? Thinking of that bet, and the white mecha's persistence at this moment, Madman Li's eyes narrowed even more. A hint of anger flashed through his reddish eyes.
The Purple Sea mecha attacked fiercely once again, ravaging the little white flower over and over again …
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There was no such thing as mutual appreciation.
The pale-faced Xu Le stared with wide eyes amidst the intense tremors. He stared at that Purple Sea which was like a mad tiger, controlling his mecha to avoid those fatal points of attack as he mumbled softly to himself, "F * ck you, f * ck you."
His voice was so gentle, so calm that even he himself felt that he was still calm. He did not feel the intimidating power and aura displayed by the Purple Sea mecha before him. However, his rationality told him that whether it was in terms of mecha operation accuracy, battle experience, or any of the qualities and abilities required to operate a mecha, Li Feng was far above him in all aspects.
If this had not been a secret military test match, Xu Le knew that Madman Li would definitely not mind killing him after defeating him. Thus, there was no such thing as mutual appreciation. He only stared coldly, wanting to see how the other would die.
The countdown in his heart had already reached 1117 seconds. One minute had passed, so there were still more than two minutes left. Xu Le did not know if he could hold on for more than two minutes. He did not know if the little white flower's mecha would explode prematurely.
After entering overclocking, the battle was even more one-sided. The white mecha was in an extremely wretched state, looking like it could explode at any moment. However, Xu Le had no intention of surrendering. He only made each of his operations more precise, each of his dodges faster, each of his attacks fiercer.
On the quiet platform of Kaqi Peak, the Purple Sea Mech was like an invincible god, while the White Mech was like a trembling little white flower. Occasionally, it would be blown away by the wind or crushed by the giant's feet. There were several parts of the Mech's body that were bent out of shape. Liquid leaked out, and the central control system was damaged. It could collapse at any moment.
But it did not collapse.
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The people in the ground command hall watched the images on the screen in silence. The neutral military mechanics and engineers watched this scene quietly. A sense of respect for the successor of the military god grew in their hearts, as well as respect for the Nutshell mecha operator. On the other hand, the staff in the Nutshell area were clenching their fists nervously. Looking at the tragic sight of the little white flower on the screen, all of them had the urge to admit defeat.
Shang Qiu's eyes had already turned into the moon's. She stared blankly at the screen. She knew that the little white flower's mecha was not willing to admit defeat. It was persevering, wanting to hold on until that moment arrived. But the problem was, looking at the data being fed back at this moment, the little white flower's mecha would not be able to hold on until that moment — it would be in danger of exploding.
As the technical supervisor of the Nutshell engineering department, she did not have the authority to stop this test. But subtly, she suddenly really hoped that Xu Le would admit defeat, because this way, at least he would be able to preserve his own life.
There was nervousness, there was respect, and naturally there were other emotions as well. Not everyone would cast a respectful gaze towards a persevering loser. The professors and experts from the Federal Academy of Science were already smiling calmly and confidently as they watched the screen at the top of Kaqi Peak. From their perspective, the standards of the Federation's new MX mecha would definitely be the glory that belonged to them.
On the viewing platform, Dean Lin Yuanhu no longer leaned forward. He stroked the white hair at the corner of his forehead and sat back down in his chair. Turning his head, he whispered a few words to the National Security Advisor beside him.
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There were not many people in the Old Moon base who had the authority to watch this mecha test battle, but there were still more than a hundred people. They were all soldiers of the Federation, so naturally, they would stand on the side of the heir of the military god who was operating the Purple Sea mecha. Just like the people from the Academy of Science in the ground command hall, they too had relaxed smiles on their faces. It was just that the people in the military base were more direct in their reactions. Some of them began to cheer, while others even began to count.
These military officers thought back to the bet that the technical supervisor of Nutshell had made with Lieutenant Colonel Li Feng two days ago. They thought back to the young man's disrespect towards the military god of Philadelphia. Right now, watching the Purple Sea mecha tormenting the little white flower in a frenzy, their emotions were stirred to the extreme.
"1! 2! 3! … "
They were counting. How many more seconds would it take for the Purple Sea mecha to defeat that white mecha? They were even wondering if they should immediately go and drag the technical supervisor of Nutshell out so that he could fulfil his end of the bet and kneel down before the Lees of Philadelphia.
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