Rebirth of the first interstellar empress

Regarding Yun Jinghan's ridicule, Nan Jing quite recognized it.

It's not just the affirmation of Landis, but it's not hard for him to think of another person who has won a hundred games in a row and still wins with mechas—how could he be weak?

Such a slow speed can only be done on purpose.

Even if it was climbing, he could already reach Mu Huai'an in this period of time.

At this time, Mu Huaian had to move even if he didn't move. When the God of Creation was approaching, he skillfully manipulated Ye Yu Guanlan to leap up, and also showed his weapon-a thick tube with high ion radiation intensity. .

A duel of guns and guns.

Compared with the light blade shown by Er Yue Liushuang, the gun is the more common and most effective mecha weapon.

What is loaded in the gun is not ordinary ammunition, but particles, lasers, and even strong acidic corrosive substances.

Ye Yu Guanlan's speed is quite fast, jumping upwards, and at the same time, the excellent fighting spirit allows Mu Huaian to be condescending while avoiding pursuit and aiming the black hole of the machine gun at Chuangshi who is coming at a leisurely speed. God.

"Yu Yu Guanlan finally moved! He directly took out the machine gun Sisterling, which is his favorite gun. It belongs to the blue flame attribute, and it is a high-temperature mortar. The shell melted right away! Is he going to use it?"

The commentary finally found the feeling.

The muzzle of the black hole aimed at the main console of the God of Creation, waiting for a single blow to come out.

Nan Jing's heart rose, and even his throat was filled with a throbbing heartbeat.

In the mech cabin, Mu Huaian curled his lips.

Bad movement speed, bad positioning, bad offensive awareness... What can I say to have a sense of rhythm, it's just that the speed is too slow and I have to smooth things out like this.

Regardless of whether this person is Nan Jing or not, he is just an opponent who is destined to be eliminated by him.

As for winning a hundred games in a row... what is that?

A loud "bang" echoed in the venue, and under the continuous impact of high-temperature blue flames, the God of Creation was finally stopped, standing still not far from Guanlan in the Night Rain.

The arena square is boiling, everyone likes to watch a powerful attack, especially this cannon is so colorful, magnificent and beautiful!

The commentator roared: "The release of the high-temperature blue flame! So far, in this virtual world of machine martial arts competitions, whenever Ye Yu Guanlan uses this move, his opponent will look like his face has been corroded by sulfuric acid. The utilization efficiency directly fell below the valley value. The God of Creation is in danger! The flames are still going on! Does Guanlan Ye Yu want to directly melt the God of Creation completely?"

If possible, Mu Huaian will always attack with high-temperature blue flames.

Seeing the consumption of mental power and the huge energy consumption of the mecha by the high-temperature blue flame, he had no choice but to stop.

But after the blue flame was extinguished, Mu Huaian was horrified to see the God of Creation who was close at hand and intact, and couldn't help but screamed——

"This is impossible!"

The audience was also taken aback, doubting their eyes again.

"what?"

"How is it possible?" This sentence was said by the commentator.

Yes, the God of Creation was indeed blocked, but he was not repelled by this fatal blow.

"Click" an insignificant sound of loading was completely submerged in the noisy and chaotic arena, a miniature bullet that was quite small for a huge mecha and could even ignore the attack power was shot from the silver pistol of the God of Creation with incomparable precision. It hit Ye Yu Guanlan's chest somewhere.

one point.

A bullet with no sense of existence.

However, Ye Yu Guanlan's body swayed in mid-air, as if out of control. Even if the pilot tried his best to control the center of gravity with mental strength and extremely high hand speed, he still couldn't resist the gun belt. The coming center of gravity was confused, fell from the mid-air, staggered a few steps and reluctantly stood on the arena.

It was not easy without falling to the ground.

"What happened? Let's replay it now to see what happened! Replay, replay?"

The commentator can't believe his eyes until now, because in his commentary career, he has never made such a subversive misjudgment.

His shock led him to request a replay even before the entire game was over -- which wasn't really in line with the rules.

But the organizers obviously don't care about these anymore.

A slow-motion replay of the scene just now was played back on a screen.

The game was still going on, and Ye Yu Guanlan hadn't been completely defeated. No one called a stop or a timeout, but no one paid any attention to the situation on the field anymore—they were watching the replay light screen.

"Pale gold."

Someone was whispering so softly that no one could hear it but himself.

Nan Jing saw that at the moment when the high-temperature flames rushed towards the God of Creation and were about to touch him, the left shoulder, which had been used to maintain balance without any movement, suddenly blocked in front of the mecha, matching it with terrifying precision. To a certain extent, with just one arm, it completely defended against the flames that hit and attacked the operation compartment.

The dark golden light lit up for just a few seconds, like a hard and indestructible barrier shield, firmly protecting the God of Creation from harm.

Is it exactly the same as the white light of the February frost?

No, this glow is more even, and obviously more dazzling and shiny.

But in essence, it should be exactly the same, right?

"This is already the second time today! Unbelievable winning method, breathtaking speed! I have to admit that Nanzhimingjing's mech control level is beyond my comprehension. He is obviously..."

It wasn't until the high-pitched commentary rang through the arena again that Nan Jing finally came to his senses.

He didn't listen to what the commentary was saying, but turned his attention to the arena.

In the arena, Ye Yuguanlan, who had already lost the opportunity and was blocked by the God of Creation and disrupted the entire rhythm, finally lost the wind in the continuous attacks of the God of Creation, and was already on the verge of collapse. The figure fell to the ground and ended in failure.

Nan Jing suddenly burst into an indescribable sigh, as if a powerful enemy he had always regarded as invincible was suddenly easily destroyed by another person one day and fell in front of him.

Feng Shui turns.

The universe is vast and boundless, and only a frog at the bottom of a well can block his eyes and only see the sky above his head.

But in fact, there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky. There is no invincible enemy, only the timid and cowardly self.

Nan Jing once thought, when he faced Mu Huai'an alone again after escaping marriage, what kind of language and what kind of state should he use to face Mu Huai'an, or continue to pretend to be gentle, or face the eyes that have been torn and turned cold.

Even though Mu Huai'an had been completely put down and his heart had been given up on him, Nan Jing still didn't have strong confidence to face him again.

He was afraid that he would accidentally lose control of his emotions and do something he shouldn't do.

So he directly deleted Mu Huai'an's contact information, so he pretended not to know this person, and even avoided any possibility of meeting him at school.

At this moment, Nan Jing was extremely grateful to Landis—no matter what Landis' original intention was, at least when he saw "Nan Jing" standing in front of Mu Huaian, he could not be humble, weak, inferior, or arrogant. shivering.

He could use an indifferent expression and unfamiliar eyes to look at the person who had hurt him deeply, without flinching at all.

Mu Huaian is not invincible.

The South Mirror is no longer the former South Mirror.

Everything has changed, all over again.

The strength of Landis even brought Nanjing an irresistible strong shock.

Although Mu Huaian studied in the command department, his mecha control level is not low. A few years later, the physical mecha Night Rain Guanlan he drives is already a real ninth-level mecha, and his mental strength level , It has also reached the height of envy and jealousy.

Even if his potential has not been fully tapped yet, one must know that Mu Huaian, as a top genius at the genetic level SSS level, has long been unmatched by his peers.

Even if the opportunity is lost, even if you don't understand the enemy's situation, it is impossible to fight back after the battle is over in just a few minutes. According to common sense, it is impossible.

It's not that Nan Jing thinks highly of Mu Huai'an, nor is he feeling sad about Mu Huai'an's failure, but it's really... too shocking.

Unbelievable.

If it wasn't for Mu Huaian's weakness, how strong should Landis be?

That dark golden light, and the white light of February's frost, is there any unspeakable secret in it?

Also, the two dark horses that appeared at the same time chose the full mecha and the full ancient martial arts tacitly. The victory of Mech VS Mech.

Did Landis and that person named Er Yueliushuang already know each other before?

Or is this just a coincidence?

But Nanjing knew that this should not be a coincidence.

Because too many coincidences are connected together, it is doomed to become inevitable.

Until now, Nanjing has been unable to draw a limit for Landis's strength, because he feels that the gene level X is like an endless abyss, which cannot be explained by inertial thinking.