I am the only man in the last days

A mature mecha master often needs hundreds of years of comprehension and actual combat before he can fully master the secrets of mechas and create a mecha that connects with his own mind.

And it is rumored that the battle between mecha masters is a hundred times more tragic than the battle between aliens.

The fighting philosophy they pursue is to smash their bodies to pieces and never stop dying!

"To be honest, I haven't participated in a mecha battle for a long time, because on our planet, I have no opponent."

The tone of the black sweater was flat but murderous.

He slowly opened the black box, took out a long square from inside, and lightly pressed a round button in the middle.

The rectangular block spread out immediately, and instantly turned into a red spider with eight long legs.

And there was a seat left on the head of this Starscream, the black sweater jumped slightly, sat on the seat, and began to control Starscream.

"My mecha spider has won hundreds of games in a row, known as the general of all victories." The black sweater was a little proud, but his pride only lasted for a second, and then disappeared, "I know I will lose to you today, but I I still want to give it a try.”

"Knowing that you can't do it, I appreciate your courage. However, I don't want to participate in a game that is destined to win." The steel boy said.

"There are two kinds of people in this world. One is fighting for something. It may be for money, it may be for women, or it may be for dignity."

The black sweater is like a philosopher, analyzing this problem.

"But I'm the second kind of guy, I fight for the sake of fighting, I just love fighting, that's all."

"Interesting!" Big Iron Boy said with a smile, "Then you are very dangerous. You often walk by the river, so you can't get your shoes wet."

"Everything in the world has no eternity, and it is inevitable to die. If I am destined to die, I would rather choose to die in the hands of my opponent." The black sweater showed insight and maturity beyond one's own age.

Seeing this weird boy, Qin Hao in the corner smiled slightly. This kind of person who fights for the sake of fighting often has a lot of good things on him, so he can be said to be a fat sheep.

"It's better for me to return the other body in the same way and force him to display his strongest combat power." Qin Hao thought for a while, and suddenly a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, "Yes, that's the way to do it."

On the golden arena, the steel child who never took the initiative to move, suddenly, all ten fingers became longer, until they became as long as Starscream's legs, and then stopped.

Then, five fingers on the left and right respectively clasp the ground, which are equivalent to the legs on both sides of the spider.

And his body is horizontal in the air with the power of his fingers, which is equivalent to the head and abdomen of a spider.

In an instant, a humanoid spider was in place.

The big steel baby jumped up and rode on the waist of the second steel baby. Looking at the black sweater, he smiled and said, "Use your strongest combat power!"

"what?"

After the black sweater sighed, he fell silent.

As a mecha master, he has never seen such a showy operation.

"Fuck, humanoid spider? This..."

In this situation, the masters who sat in the auditorium were also silent.

At this moment, they are really exhausted, and have been completely overwhelmed by the fighting power and imagination of the steel boy.

The peacock sitting in the first row was overjoyed and began to look at the auditorium from time to time.

At this moment, she really wants to know what kind of person is behind the scenes controlling these two humanoid weapons and playing so smoothly.

"As a mecha master, the most important thing is imagination, but in terms of imagination, I have already lost to you." The eyes of the black sweater are full of respect and humility, "Please let me die by your hands .”

When the black sweater was very young, he once read a story.

The story says that there is a kind of bird in the world that has no feet, it must fly continuously, and when it is tired from flying one day, it will die when it falls to the ground.

So, he gave himself a name called Footless Bird.

He was like that bird, when he failed, it was when he fell to the ground and died.

"Fly, footless bird!"

The eyes of the black sweater shone with excitement, driving the red spider to run like a big steel baby.

The big steel baby also smiled, turned his left index finger into a slender sharp blade, drove the second steel baby, and ran towards the black sweater at the same speed.

Just when the two met, the steel boy swung the sharp blade in his left hand and slashed towards the black sweater.

"Whoosh!"

A cold light pierced the void.

The footless bird did not die, but the bird without feet on his chest was directly cut in half.

"Why didn't you kill me?" Footless Bird asked coldly, "Don't tell me, I don't deserve to die under your hands?"

"I never kill anyone who deserves to be killed by me." The steel boy said like a philosopher at this time, "The old you is dead. Now you are a brand new you. In the days that come down, be able to fight for yourself, fight for your loved ones, fight for your friends, and stop fighting for wars."

Human beings have to do something different from other species in their lifetime. If human beings only fight for the sake of war, they are machines and lose the meaning of being human.

The black sweater turned around, stared at the big steel baby in front of him for a long time, jumped off Starscream, knelt down on one knee, and said very respectfully:

"I have no family, no friends. From then on, I only live for you, and you are my belief."

"Very good!" The big steel baby nodded slightly, and jumped off the second steel baby.

The black sweater took out a book with a black cover from his arms, and handed it to the big steel boy:

"For a mecha master, mecha secret art is the most important thing in his life. This is what I have realized all my life, and now I dedicate it to you without reservation."

Chapter 97: The Boss Appears on the Stage, Receives the Award 【For Collection】

Qin Hao was ecstatic in his heart immediately, he didn't expect that the other party would bring it up before he opened his mouth.

"Theoretically, this mecha secret technique should be extremely complicated and extremely brain-intensive. A schoolmaster like Sister Yan should be extremely interested in this secret technique. Let her master a few more skills to defend herself. If she is alone at home in the future, I don't have to worry too much. Hahaha... Wouldn't it be great to let her build an army of mechs as a reserve of force at that time."

The more Qin Hao thought about it, the happier he became. Without hesitation, he directly manipulated the steel boy, and took over the mecha secret technique from the hands of the black guard.

The 2 people present were extremely jealous. The mecha secret technique was the lifelong painstaking effort of the mecha master, and it was something that the mecha master would never show, but now it is held in the hands of the big steel boy.

One by one, they wished they could rush to the golden arena immediately and snatch this secret art back.

But who dares?

"Thank you for your fulfillment. Above this secret technique is my hiding place, waiting for your dispatch at any time." The black sweater said respectfully.

Then he got up, picked up the black box, and left the hall of the gods first.

Quiet, the entire hall is extremely quiet.