MTL - [Mecha] Bandit Army Reborn-Chapter 57 fist and heart -1

The fact that Fei Wushu is going to compete with Elizabeth and her party in the challenge competition should actually be a trivial matter in the huge Capital Academy. After all, challenging this activity is commonplace for these students, and it is already a part of their daily life.

But in fact, the challenge set for tonight caused strange and unexpected waves in the Capital Academy.

Fei Wushu ate his meal slowly, and when he arrived at the challenge platform, he was embarrassed and surprised to find that there were a lot of people here!

The challenge platform is oval in shape, with an area of ​​about 7,000 square kilometers. At the moment, the surrounding area of ​​the challenge platform is full of students watching the excitement. Groups of three and five gather together to talk a lot, and they barely have a hand in their hands. Packing food is the same as going to a theater, and the scene is noisy.

These people have nothing to do, Fei Wushu can understand why a small challenge can attract so many people. This was because the school had just started, and before something happened in the school to attract the attention of these people, it was rare that there was such a lively scene to watch tonight, and these people rushed over.

That's why he didn't want to agree to Elizabeth's challenge. Fei Wushu complained to Qin Yi in the spiritual world, making him look like a monkey in a zoo, specially entertaining these boring guys.

Qin Yi also disliked such noisy and noisy scenes, and he instructed solemnly: "End the game as soon as possible."

"Yes." Fei Wushu heard Qin Yi's disgust for this place, and responded with a smile, "Little Yiyi, just watch me and get them down one by one, I promise, ten minutes at most—if They hide and make it hard for me to find the words."

Find the challenge registration office next to the challenge platform, Elizabeth and a group of eleven people behind her are already standing there.

The teacher in charge of the challenge procedure handed Fei Wushu an electronic challenge agreement, which clearly stated the order of the challengers he would accept and the challenge method: realistic mech warfare.

The teacher is a gentle middle-aged man. He glanced at Fei Wushu appreciatively and worriedly: "This student, if you have no objection, please put your fingerprints on this agreement." But those who accept it bravely always stand on the side of the winner of public opinion. If he loses, others will sympathize with him and scold the malicious challenger; if he wins, it will be a greater glory, and everyone will praise him.

But in the eyes of everyone, the possibility of his failure is extremely high. Of course, Elizabeth also thinks so, so what if others will sympathize with Fei Wushu? She only needs Fei Wushu to be severely tortured physically and mentally once, and she only needs to watch this man crawling on the ground in embarrassment. It's okay to sympathize with the nothingness of this kind of thing, can it relieve Fei Wushu's pain afterward?

She wanted Fei Wushu to hurt severely once. Elizabeth crossed her arms and sneered at Fei Wushu who was reading the agreement line by line. Anyway, she did not personally participate in the challenge. Even if she was despised and behaved despicably, it was none of her business.

Bruce is a student in Class A, a second-grade student. His family is average, neither rich nor poor, which is the level of most families in the Federation. However, if such a family wanted to buy a special mecha for him, it would be impossible for him to save money for ten years. If he wanted a special mecha, he could only rely on himself.

There are not many ways for students to earn money. When the savings in Bruce’s hands were still far from the goal, Elizabeth appeared. She was willing to make up for him, provided that Bruce asked Fei Wushu Challenge...with ten other people.

Among the other ten people were two students from Class A, whom he knew. There are also eight students from Class B, whom Bruce often sees in his daily life. They are all very good armored knights.

Bruce could see the similar embarrassment and silence on everyone's faces. Perhaps there were unavoidable reasons why he was hired by Elizabeth. After tonight, their reputation in the mecha department will probably be rotten, and they know it well.

However, Bruce himself, even if he felt sorry for the first-year student Fei Wushu, he would still choose to do so. The special mecha can completely raise his ability to a higher level. No one dares to criticize him even if he has no good reputation. And a person without strength, no matter how good he is, will be bullied casually.

The strength that can be held in the palm of your hand, or the illusory reputation, which one to choose is clear at a glance.

Bruce glanced at Fei Wushu apologetically, but that sense of guilt was quickly replaced by cold firmness... At most, he would defeat this man a little "gently", and would not leave too much trouble for this junior. Many psychological shadows.

Fei Wushu finally finished reading the agreement, slapped the agreement on the table, and pushed it towards the teacher.

"What? Don't dare to accept it again?" Elizabeth smiled sarcastically, thinking that Fei Wushu hesitated and wanted to back down.

"How can I accept this kind of agreement?" Fei Wushu shrugged dissatisfiedly, "I want to modify the game method."

"Oh? Want to play a virtual mecha battle?" Elizabeth covered her mouth pretending to be surprised, but couldn't hide her joyful smile, "You can't say that you don't even have your own mecha, do you? —Country Planet boy?"

Fei Wushu ignored her, but looked at the teacher in charge, and asked with a smile: "Can I trouble the teacher to revise the agreement?"

The teacher looked at him with complicated eyes, a little clear, a little relieved, and a little disappointed. In the end, did the child still choose to back down? ...The recent young people in the Federation have less and less blood in their bodies.

"It can be modified, but the modification needs to be approved by the other party." The teacher said in a business-like manner.

"Then change the eleven consecutive challenges into one. One, I will solve all of you." Fei Wushu glanced at Elizabeth from the corner of his eye, and his lips were full of teasing smiles that were annoying to the eyes. , "Do you agree?"

After hearing Fei Wushu's words, Bruce was stunned for a second, but then, the anger of being completely underestimated burned from his heart, and he clenched his fists: "Boy, do you know what you are talking about?"

"That's what it means." Fei Wushu said confidently, "My time is precious, okay?" He spread his hands and said, "Besides, if a game can be solved in one game, why should I spend eleven games?" To solve it? How troublesome is that?"

He showed his white teeth in a smile, which made Bruce dizzy, difficult to breathe, and red eyes: "I hate trouble the most!"

This guy! Bruce took a deep breath, and reminded himself with the remaining rationality that he couldn't rush up and punch Fei Wushu right now—how could there be such a flat guy in this world!

Just thinking about letting him go, Bruce's face was as cold as frost. If that's the case, then it's up to you to bear the end of your arrogance!

He looked at the "teammates" around him, and saw anger and cruelty on each other's faces. He nodded to the teacher in charge, and said word by word: "We agree."

Fei Wushu smiled: "How about random selection of battle scenes? Or do you need to designate one?"

"Random." Bruce glanced at Fei Wushu coldly, and spit out these two words through his teeth.

The teacher in charge handed the revised agreement to both parties: "If it doesn't make sense, just print your fingerprints." He shook his head with emotion. The young people nowadays are actually too passionate, right? He really likes this boy named Fei Wushu, a bad boy who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, and hopes that he won't be hit too badly in a while.

Bruce printed his fingerprints, then looked up at Fei Wushu, showing a cold smile, raised his hand and made a warning gesture of cutting his neck, boy, you wait!

And the ten people after Bruce all made the same action at the same time. They are all excellent and proud people, and they have already given up their reputation, so they can't bear to be underestimated in such a way.

Elizabeth smiled gloatingly. She was worried that these second-level students would not go too far, but now it seems that it was Fei Wushu who was stupid and offended everyone in one breath. There will be a good show to watch later.

Fei Wushu was also laughing, he was extremely frightened in the spiritual world: "Xiao Yiyi, I was handsome just now, wasn't I?"

Qin Yi said coldly, "Childish."

"Eh? How could this happen!" Fei Wushu said depressedly, "Don't you think it's funny to see them jumping their feet in anger?"

A nasty fool.

Qin Yi thought quietly, in fact, the way Wushu provokes the other party is really interesting. The eyes are very bright, the smile is very real, as if a ray of light illuminates this person, full of vigor and vitality, like a plant that takes root in the wild and grows firmly, so that the pickers can't help but marvel when they see it for the first time That vivid color of life.

As he thought about it, his mood became soft again unknowingly, and there was a soft taste in his plain tone: "It's just a dispute of words." He said slowly and seriously, "I want to see you defeat each of them one by one." their time."

Fei Wushu was immediately full of energy: "Ha, this is necessary, Xiao Yiyi, just wait!"

The agreement was signed, and the two sides stepped onto the challenge stage.

The challenge platform slowly rises from the ground to mid-air, and a transparent energy shield is "buzzed" activated, enveloping the entire challenge platform. Four huge virtual light screens were projected around the challenge platform, showing the scene in the field to the students watching.

"Hey! Why is the challenger all up?"

"Is the program wrong? There are eleven people in the arena!"

"Wait, wait, the content of the challenge is out—ah! The program is correct! The first-grade student wants one-to-many!"

"What? One-to-many? Let me see... Really..."

"How shameless are the second-level students? It's fine to challenge them, but they still came up with such a shameless method? Are they afraid that they will lose if they face that kid alone?"

"Haha, maybe it's because I'm afraid!"

"Tsk, don't look at it, that kid from the first grade is definitely going to lose."

"Ahhhh, I was lucky enough to buy Feiwushu just now and win one game, now there is only one game, and I'm sure to lose! My money is definitely in vain QAQ~"

"..."

There was a lot of discussion in the challenge audience, where the crowd was the densest. Adolf, who was supposed to be lying in the hospital, sat lazily on the ground, fiddled with the tablet computer in his hand, and kept typing in a series of data and names, shouting loudly. : "Hey, hey, last minute, last minute! Buying Feiwushu wins, two hundred for one! Buying second-tier goods wins, barely three for one! The outcome is already so obvious, Why are you still hesitating? Hurry up and make a bet to enrich your wallet!"

"I'll buy Feiwushusheng." A credit card was thrown in front of Adolf, "Present all of them."

"Student, your choice is not wrong. If he wins, your federal currency will be multiplied by two hundred times!" After the amount on the card, he looked at the long string of zeros that dazzled his eyes, his movements became silently stiff, and he raised his head with difficulty, "Brother, are you really willing? Do you want to consider changing...err!"

Langlot looked down at Adolf and smiled: "I'm helpless, so I won't change."

Adolf let out a groan, and rushed over to hug his thigh, but was thrown away by Wu Qi who was beside Langlot holding his collar: "Brother Langlot, please let me go! I can't afford it!"

Langlot smiled and said, "Are you sure you will win without skills?"

Adolf gave Langlot a strange look: "This is inevitable. After all, I, Adolf, am pleasing to the eye." Then he lowered his voice, "So, brother Langlot, don't join in the fun. Can I earn some pocket money, little brother?"

Langlot glanced at him and withdrew the credit card.

Of course, Fei Wushu didn't know that Adolf was shamelessly making a fortune out of him. He stood at one end of the challenge stage, and at the other end were eleven people headed by Bruce.

"The scene is being extracted—the challenge scene is: urban street fighting."

There was a sudden distortion in the empty field of vision, and the opponents who were facing each other were blocked by the sudden appearance of tall buildings and low walls. A small town appeared in front of Fei Wushu, which was simulated by using three-dimensional reality technology. For the simulation of light, he reached out and touched the street lamps beside him, and the cold metal texture came to his mind—the configuration of the Capital College is indeed the most high-end, and the sense of reality is not bad at all.

He licked the corners of his lips excitedly. Although his opponent couldn't get on the stage, this was Xiao Yiyi's first battle in life—er, little Yiyi?

Fei Wushu was stunned, I'll go! I chose this name for a while at the beginning, and I didn't expect that there would be a real master present! He raised his hand to touch the space button on his chest, and the hand stiffened... Should he call or not?

"Hey, I said, isn't that first-level student petrified? Why doesn't he move?" Someone looked at the display on the light screen, and Bruce and the eleven had already cooperated well and outflanked this side, while Fei No surgery but no reaction at all.

Involuntarily, the outside became noisy again.

In this situation, how could it be possible not to call? Fei Wushu covered his face and lamented wanting to cry, but bit the bullet and issued an instruction mentally: "Come out, little Yiyi." If this was talking, he must have said it very quietly, leaving him alone heard. However, this is a mental fluctuation, which can be hidden from everyone, except Qin Yi who coexists in the spiritual world.

"This is your battle." Qin Yi really misunderstood, and said indifferently, "I will not intervene."

Just as Qin Yi finished speaking, Fei Wushu's black mecha appeared beside him. Fei Wushu quickly explained in embarrassment: "Xiao Yiyi, I am calling it not you. It, it is also called by this name... What a coincidence, ha, ha ha..."

Not daring to wait for Qin Yi's reaction, Fei Wushu quickly opened the cockpit, climbed onto the fuselage with his bare hands, and nimbly got into it, connecting his spirit with the mecha...

Entering the fighting state, Xiao Yiyi will definitely not disturb him by speaking again, Fei Wushu firmly believes in this... So, at least for now, let him escape for a while... How Xiao Yiyi will react, I dare not even think about it !

Even if you are going to die, wait a little longer before you die.

Fei Wushu pondered, if he could kill one opponent in one minute, should he extend it to one in two minutes? Those eleven guys are all dead, and it's time for his death QAQ~

Telling you to take advantage of this kind of verbal advantage, what name did you choose! There was a voice in his head nagging and blaming, while Fei Wushu retorted sadly and angrily. At that time, he didn't know that Xiao Yiyi was a real person, let alone that Xiao Yiyi and him would be in this situation! If he knew, how dare he do this!

I was so sad and angry, I naturally wanted to find someone more tragic than myself to balance my inner sadness. So Fei Wushu became gloomy, and the pitch-black figure of the mecha slowly melted into the surrounding environment. He was going to trouble others.

The audience of the challenge stage was full of doubts again.

A baby-faced classmate was surprised: "Xiao, disappeared!"

The tall classmate next to him curled his lips in disdain: "Huh, I'm really ignorant! That's the mecha's latent chameleon system, which simulates the surrounding environment, and it seems to have disappeared. But this guy actually has a special mecha ..." I'm so envious... He bit his lower lip and didn't say such a shameful sentence.

"Wow, you are so amazing! You know so much!" The baby face stared at the tall man.

The tall man suddenly became embarrassed, and pretended to be vicious to cover up his red ears: "Well, of course! Stop, stop talking nonsense! Quickly see where he went!"

Everyone was looking for where Fei Wushu was lurking, and on the stage, Bruce and several others were also carefully searching for Fei Wushu's figure.

Bernie is also a student of Class A. He is good at long-range sniping. His mecha is a modified version of ordinary mecha, which highlights the long-range accuracy and stability, but the agility and defense of the mecha itself are greatly weakened. And a long-range attacker like him is often the enemy's primary target. That's why he came more cautiously than the others—urban street fighting had too many obstacles, and it wasn't a good place for him to perform.

He has reached a good place, the Twin Towers in the middle of the city. There you can take a good look at the overall situation and support your teammates. Of course, although the probability of exposure is relatively high, he is confident that he is lurking in the blind spot of sniping and will not be sniped by the opponent from a long distance—but at close range, there are close combat companions ambushing around the Twin Towers.

With a precise aiming system, Bernie could see the shadows of his three partners. He couldn't help showing a smile, with standard stealth movements, that first-grade boy would definitely not be able to escape their interception.

Then he zoomed out and began to concentrate, patiently searching for the useless mecha.

no... no... no...

Bernie was not in a hurry, he was always very patient, he was just amused that Fei Wushu might have found a place to hide. Do you think you can wait until the game time ends automatically by hiding? No matter how secretive he was, Bruce would find him.

Poor cocky kid.

Bernie sighed in his heart, and suddenly heard a dull buzzing sound, what is this sound?

...seems to be from my own mecha?

Before Bernie recovered from his concentrated search, he heard a piercing alarm in his ear: "Insufficient energy! Insufficient energy! Please replenish energy as soon as possible!" In the cockpit, rows of flashing buttons gradually faded. go down. Bernie's eyes widened. Why did he suddenly lose energy? The previous energy is obviously full!

But before he had time to think about it, he subconsciously raised his hand and quickly typed out a series of instructions on the command platform to replenish energy!

Mechs have backup energy.

"Failed to replenish energy... The reason for the detection failure..." The voice from the optical brain has been distorted due to the lack of energy, "Alarm, the energy transmission pipeline is damaged, please repair it as soon as possible! Alarm alarm—Zi—"

After a short and piercing sound of radio waves, the mech completely stopped functioning. The cockpit was plunged into darkness. The darkness seemed to be contagious, and invaded Bernie's bewildered heart.

what happened? what happened? what happened!

Bernie is going crazy, can anyone tell him what happened? !

There was another buzzing sound, coming from the cockpit door, which seemed to be approaching him little by little, like the sound of a demon declaring death. Bernie's face suddenly changed, he suddenly thought of someone, but it's impossible! The three of Zoe and the others are near the Petronas Twin Towers, it is impossible to let this guy up without a sound!

Zoe, what happened to Zoe and the others? !

The cockpit door was slammed open, and the bright skylight shot into the dark cockpit through the exposed opening, dazzled Bernie a little. He looked against the light, and a black mecha stood in front of him like a **** of war. Its lines were cold and sharp, and the barbs on the joints were extremely ferocious. It was full of brutal beauty, which made people tremble.

This, is this the mecha of the first-level student?

Bernie felt an extremely strong sense of jealousy in his heart, if, if he could have such a mecha...

But without giving him time to think about it, someone in the black mecha said with ease: "Very good, you can go and accompany your three 'dead' companions. Remember to bring your tattered mecha with you." .”

Bernie was stunned, Mecha? His mecha? !

Leaving aside the inexplicably damaged energy pipes, just looking at the empty hatch in front of him, surrounded by potholes as if eaten by a dog, Bernie suddenly felt so distressed that he was about to bleed, his mecha!

"I've also taken a fancy to this sniper spot, so hurry up and get out of the way!" Fei Wushu declared carelessly, "By the way, you are my prisoner of war, right? I'll collect a handful of spoils."

The black mech took off the Alpha sniper rifle from Bernie's mech without hesitation, and put it on his shoulder: "I just remembered that I am a melee mecha, and I don't have long-range sniper weapons."

Bernie almost spat blood, how much money he spent on the weapon he bought!

How dare he just **** it so blatantly? !

But the "killed" people have no chance to speak again. At most, it can be recovered after the game. Bernie jumped out of the cockpit, glanced at his sniper rifle with nostalgia, and glared at the pitch-black mech—the **** God of War! Totally a gangster!

Turning around, Bernie really saw the damage of the mecha—his usually precious mecha, the hard metal shell was cut deep, exposing the dense energy transmission pipes. And these pipes were all cut off at this moment, and the cuts were pitifully and desolately exposed to the air.

After the money received from Elizabeth in this competition is used to repair the mech, there is not much left. Bernie put the mecha back into his space button with blood on his face, thinking that he would go all out to lose his reputation, but he didn't get any gains, so he was so bitter that he almost burst into tears.

Sure enough, happiness is obtained from the misfortune of others. Fei Wushu was in the cockpit, looking at Bernie's bitter face, his gloomy mood was relieved a lot, he raised a smile that looked like he was crying, if it weren't for you, would I have offended Xiao Yiyi? ? Since I want a tragedy, let you group of culprits accompany me to suffer together first!

The pitch-black mecha opened its palm, and in an invisible corner, the cutting disc in the palm was spinning rapidly, buzzing and vibrating the air, and the dull sound hit the person's heart, as if announcing victory.