The whole universe is sucking the villain's cat

Tens of thousands of people shouted Zhou Zhou's name in unison, and the voice spread outside the venue.

If people who don't know Zhouzhou heard the movement here, they might think that this person named "Zhouzhou" is the first heir to the throne.

After all, he got more voices than other competitors!

Under the pressure of an away game, Ling Yi snatched the microphone from the master of ceremonies.

Ling Yi said loudly: "The competition is about to begin, please keep quiet!"

Everyone at the scene: "Zhouzhou! Zhouzhou! Zhouzhou!"

Ling Yi raised the volume again: "Please keep quiet!!"

Everyone at the scene: "Zhouzhou! Zhouzhou look at me!"

Ling Yi: "..."

Ling Yi covered his throat when he shouted, and there was a look of determination in his eyes.

He threw the microphone to the ground!

"Boom! Hiss——!"

The innocent victim's microphone rolled around his feet, and there were bursts of sharp and piercing sounds from the radio, as creepy as fingernails across a blackboard.All the audience covered their ears, and the cries disappeared.

Mu Chengzhou's hearing is stronger than that of humans, and he almost suffered an inhuman torture. He just wanted to grab Ling Yi and scratch him!

However, before he could get his claws in person, Ling Fei had already pushed Ling Yi away, and stepped on the wailing microphone completely.

The noise finally stopped, and the venue was as silent as a vacuum.

The audience looked at the small wreckage of the microphone with lingering fear. It was hard to imagine that an ordinary object could be attacked by the prince with sound waves.

After a while, someone in the venue finally came to their senses and shouted loudly: "Prince, what are you doing?! Step down! Give the throne to Ling Fei!!"

Some people were also driven to shout: "Get off the stage, step down! Ruin our ears now, and we may not be able to do anything after becoming the emperor!"

Ling Fei frowned: "Did you let the navy mix in the crowd to set the rhythm?"

Ling Yi didn't answer, just smiled and said: "This is the voice of the masses, you should follow the public opinion, pack up and ascend the throne."

Seeing that the two brothers were about to engage in a meaningless verbal fight, Mu Chengzhou scratched his ear with his hind paw, and said lightly: "I can reverse this level of public opinion for you in a few minutes."

Ling Fei immediately ignored the prince, and turned to ask his kitten: "Can you make him change from being booed to being supported?"

Mu Chengzhou: "No way, but I can make everyone scold you instead."

Ling Fei: "..."

Ling Fei: "Let's listen first."

Mu Chengzhou danced and gestured: "As long as you imitate Ling Yi's movements and throw me on the ground—slap! It's done!"

Ling Fei: "..."

It's too expensive, I can't afford it!

Ling Yi was dissatisfied with this man and cat talking in front of him like no one else, but he couldn't understand Mu Chengzhou's words, so he immediately asked, "Why are you two talking ill about me?"

Ling Fei hugged the beautiful long-haired cat a little tighter, raised his head, and replied seriously: "Zhou Zhou told you not to waste time, hurry up and compare."

Ling Yi: "???"

The time is obviously wasted by your family, how can it be all on me? !

Mu Chengzhou hooked Ling Fei's sleeve and said sincerely: "Are you really not thinking about throwing me? I can guarantee that you will be scolded for at least three months in a row!"

Ling Fei: "..."

This can't be solved by being scolded for three months, I'm afraid he will be scolded until he is buried!

Ling Fei suddenly felt that compared with throwing cats and falling public opinion, the throne is not too difficult to accept...

-

The battle for the throne was decided by Ling Yi. Both sides were equipped with a newest battle mech from the Empire, and whoever lost the ability to fight first would win.

Ling Fei has no opinion on this.

His combat skills were honed in actual combat, even though he was a little rusty now, he was no worse than the prince who was talking about war on paper.

"Give me half an hour to get familiar with the new mecha." After Ling Fei finished speaking, he led Mu Chengzhou into the cab.

There was very little space in the cab, so Mu Chengzhou was placed on the console.

Ling Fei sat in the driver's seat, manipulating the humanoid mecha to perform basic movements such as punching and kicking, and quickly attracted Mu Chengzhou's attention.

The long-haired beautiful cat squatted on the edge of the console, staring at Ling Fei's operations with full concentration.The fluffy tail hangs on Ling Fei's forearm, and pats it lightly from time to time.

Ling Fei was a little distracted by the soft touch. With one mistake, the mech directly knelt on one knee, and the entire cab shook violently.

Mu Chengzhou inevitably followed suit.

But now he is no longer a little milk cat who can't even stand upright.

He reacted extremely quickly, stepping on a gap with his paws without hesitation, stabilizing his body without touching any buttons on the console.

Mu Chengzhou turned around excitedly, and was about to show off to Ling Fei when he felt something hit his butt.

"Click." An ominous voice came.

He looked back and saw that he had pushed a joystick with a warning sign on it.

Mu Chengzhou only thought that his reaction speed and balance had improved, but he didn't realize that his body had also grown several times longer.

In the past, he could freely turn back and forth on the console, but now, the same space is not enough for him to turn around.

The familiar electronic countdown sounded again, making Mu Chengzhou instantly dream back to the moment when he was hunted down by the assassination forces.

Mu Chengzhou tapped the joystick to vent his anger, and asked anxiously, "What does this control?"

Ling Fei: "I don't know, I didn't see this pole in the operation manual."

Mu Chengzhou was taken aback: "You still need to read the operation manual when you activate the armor?"

Ling Fei spread his hands innocently: "This is a model of mecha that I have never used before, and there are quite a lot of strange devices on it."

The countdown lasted for 5 minutes, and one person and one cat were not in a hurry, and they were studying in front of the manual head to head.However, after reading more than a dozen pages, I couldn't find any relevant information.

"There is no introduction at the end of the page, so it's probably not something important." Ling Fei glanced at the time and suggested, "The half-hour warm-up is almost over, so why not leave this unknown operation to Ling Yi Use it."

Before the words were finished, a message came from Ling Yi: 【Hit? 】

Ling Fei looked at Mu Chengzhou complacently: "Look, it's inappropriate for us not to prepare some greeting gifts because they are in such a hurry to deliver them."

Mu Chengzhou smiled helplessly.

I really don't know whether to say that the two brothers have a tacit understanding or a deep bond. Even if they don't communicate, their ideas can always be synchronized.

【let's hit. 】Ling Fei replied.

The master of ceremonies at the venue received the signal, immediately mobilized his emotions, and announced energetically: "The contestants on both sides are ready! The battle for the throne-officially begins!"

In just a moment, the two mechas rushed towards the center of the battlefield at the same time, and the fuselages collided fiercely!

Except for the two parties present, no one could have imagined that they would choose head-to-head when they came up.

There is no long-range probing, let alone strategic maneuvers, but fist to fist, turning the mecha battle into a hand-to-hand combat.

As the mechs fought each other, fierce collisions broke out all the time, and even the driver's cab could feel the continuous tremors.

Mu Chengzhou stretched out his hook-like nails and fixed himself on Ling Fei's clothes.However, his small body was still heaved up and down, like a land creature caught in a raging wave, without the slightest sense of security in his heart.

He was starting to regret taking part in the fight.

Such a fierce competition is only suitable for sitting in the audience to enjoy, not to suffer in the driver's cab.

But now that the two brothers are in full swing, he can't just say that he is airsick and ask the two to have a temporary truce, let him go first, right?

Helpless, Mu Chengzhou could only grit his teeth, put his head on Ling Fei's chest, and tried his best to endure.

In the brief confrontation, Ling Fei has gained the upper hand by virtue of his experience.

At the same time, Ling Fei also noticed that the little cat was being bumped uncomfortably, so he planned to distance himself and change his style of play.

But melee is easy to start, but hard to end.He needs a move that is sufficiently unexpected to distance himself from Ling Yi.

"The operation that was knocked out just now can be used now." Mu Chengzhou said suddenly.

Ling Fei was startled, and a smile soon appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You are also one of the participants, you can press it."

Mu Chengzhou glanced at the joystick that he had pushed crookedly, and then turned his head to look at the location of the confirmation button. His hind paws were stepping slightly on Ling Fei's chest, and his lower body was shaking slightly, as if to charge up.

The next moment, the cat flew out.The long hair drew a graceful arc, and the cat's paw precisely pressed the confirmation button.

At the same time, there was a steady stream of vibrations under the cab.Mu Chengzhou quickly turned around and flew back into Ling Fei's arms.A pair of cat ears were lowered, and the weird movement made him have a little doubt.

Judging from the movement of the preparation work, this operation is not like a normal attack.

Could it be that they guessed wrong?

Ling Fei was also aware of this, and immediately ordered the mech to retreat, but Ling Yi pursued him closely, with no intention of letting him go.

When the situation was tense, a cold notification sounded in the cab:

[The preparations have been completed, the fist is about to be punched, please prepare for the impact. 】

Ling Fei: "..."

Mu Chengzhou: "???"

After engaging in such a big battle, the result was a mediocre one—"punch"? ?

Ling Fei almost laughed angrily: "How dare you say this is the latest battle mech? Could it be Ling Yi who made it out to trick me?"

Mu Chengzhou saw some clues from the light screen.

He patted Ling Fei's chest, and stretched out his claws to point to the overall structure diagram of the mech: "This doesn't look like the layout that a normal attack should have, and there seems to be another mystery."

Ling Fei also took a quick glance, and saw that the arms of the mecha were flickering, as if some kind of offensive was brewing.

One person and one cat looked at each other, as if they had discovered a novel toy, and their eyes were shining with eagerness to move.

Mu Chengzhou was the first to speak: "Try it, there is no harm anyway!"

"Oh, that's right." Ling Fei didn't hesitate any more, and punched Ling Yi fiercely.

Immediately, everyone's eyes were attracted by the fist on Ling Fei's mecha.

Everyone turned their heads from one side to the other, watching helplessly as the huge fist made of metal broke away from the mech and flew straight ahead.

This is the real "punch".

—The kind where the fist is gone forever.

The two mechas were in full swing, Ling Yi had no idea that a fist would fly towards him at this moment, he couldn't dodge for a while, and was knocked to the ground!

Everyone in the audience was shocked by this miraculous fighting style.

Many people finally remembered the real purpose of watching the battle here, and cheered for the prince they supported.

However, since the rule of the game is that the loser is king, so their cheering is to cheer for the competitors, which sounds really nondescript.

The supporters of the prince cheered happily: "The second prince has done a good job! Hurry up and blow your brother's head off!! Let him understand that he is the most suitable loser to be the emperor of the empire!"

The supporters of the second prince were furious: "Prince, stand up! As long as you work hard and make progress, the throne will definitely belong to your younger brother!!"

The emcee of ceremonies stood outside the arena, the smile on his face froze.

It stands to reason that he is obliged to explain, but he really doesn't know what to say!

At present, Ling Fei has the absolute advantage, which means that Ling Yi is more likely to lose the competition and become the emperor.

But how can this be explained?Do you want him to impassionedly praise His Highness the Crown Prince for his beautiful fall, which looks like the next emperor?

just forget it……

The master of ceremonies has predicted the future dilemma of the empire.

For these two princes, no matter who wins or loses, "the loser is king" will become the new label of the empire, and it will not be erased until the next emperor succeeds to the throne...

In the center of the arena, Ling Fei's mecha swung its one arm wildly, and swung it wildly on Ling Yi's mecha.

Ling Fei's idea is very simple, after losing a fist, his combat power will definitely weaken.Therefore, it is necessary to attack as much as possible now, and it is best to make Ling Yi unable to climb up!

Strangely, he dropped his fist dozens of times, and instead of counterattacking, the mecha below didn't even dodge or block, as if he let him fight.

"Is he giving up resistance and intending to become emperor?" Mu Chengzhou wondered.

"Don't relax! He is too scheming, maybe he wants us to relax our vigilance, and then take the opportunity to fight back." Ling Fei said solemnly.

"Then...do you want to hit it dozens of times again?"

"It's better to round it up and hit another hundred times!"

With the sound of a blacksmith hammering iron, Ling Feizhen pushed Ling Yi to the ground and beat him violently.

The only regret is that before he could get it all together, the cab of Ling Yi's mech was smashed apart.Whether it was based on the rules or out of humanitarianism, it was impossible for Ling Fei to attack at this time.

But it doesn't matter, because he has already won.

The master of ceremonies' voice resounded throughout the audience: "His Royal Highness' mecha has been completely destroyed! The victory of this match belongs to His Highness Second Prince!!"

The scene suddenly erupted like a mountain roar and a tsunami——

cry?

At the end of the battle, there was no cheering, no applause, only wailing and crying.

The second prince's party cried heart-rendingly: "Woooooo how did you win the second prince?? Do you have the heart to let us live under the rule of the prince?? QAQ"

The princelings also cried uncontrollably: "Ah, the prince has been hammered like this! Shouldn't he have a concussion?? I don't want a demented emperor! QAQ"

Mu Chengzhou curled up in Ling Fei's warm embrace, deeply sympathizing with the imperial people in the auditorium.

It is quite miserable to have a defeated loser become emperor.

Hahaha.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

I'm sorry, but when he thinks that Ling Fei can continue to travel around the great planet without being tied to the throne, he feels very happy!Can't empathize with the audience at all!

The sorrows and joys of humans and cats are not the same, Zhou Zhou just wants to laugh out loud!

However, before Mu Chengzhou had a chance to spread hatred, the emcee's voice sounded again:

"Wait a minute! The referee confirmed that according to the rules of this competition, Ling Fei did win the competition, but he also needs to bear the responsibility of succession!"

As soon as these words came out, the smiles of Ling Fei and Mu Chengzhou froze on their faces.

The audience had tears in their eyes and couldn't cry anymore.

Everyone was stunned.

It was agreed before the game that he would become the emperor only after he lost. Why did he go back on his word now?

Doesn't this mean that they watched their games for nothing? In fact, the winner is king in essence? ?

Suddenly, someone in the audience trembled and said:

"His Royal Highness the Second Prince...won't you beat the prince to death...?"

The author has something to say: Ling Fei: "??? My brother's death will implicate me? How much hatred?!"

Ling Yi: "??? I'm not dead, don't curse me!!"