"Why?" Reiji held the original Strike Gundam that Iori Makoto forced into his hand, thinking a lot.
"Because... you want to defeat him, don't you?" Iori Makoto said to Reiji seriously, "Since you want to defeat him, then use this Strike Gundam. This is my best work and the only one.
It allows you to exert your full strength, and only you can exert its full performance."
"But...why? This is the work you used to participate in the competition, right? If it gets damaged..."
"If it's broken, it can be repaired. And without you, I wouldn't be able to participate in the World Series. Instead of letting it continue to collect dust in my hands, I'd rather leave it to you to complete the goal." Iori Makoto said sincerely.
"Makoto... I understand." Iori Makoto said this, so Reiji stopped being pretentious and accepted Iori Makoto's kindness.
Yang Hui walked into the battle room with a model of Secret Angel Gundam and said to Suzaki Susumu, who had always been regarded as a transparent person: "Kid, could you please give up your seat?"
"Uh, please!" The little transparent Sasaki Jin, who had just recovered from his disappointment, didn't know what happened, but when he saw Yang Hui, such a handsome uncle, he was also very gentle, and at the same time exuding a terrifying aura,
He quickly packed up the broken strongman on the battle platform and gave the battle position to Yang Hui.
"Is it heavy?" Yang Hui asked Lingsi before the battle began.
"...Kind of." Reiji nodded. For the first time, he felt that a model made of plastic was full of weight.
"Then give me everything you have, I won't let you go." Yang Hui placed the Secret Angel Gundam in his hand on the battle platform.
"That's for sure, defeating you is my goal!" Reiji's eyes were burning with fire, the bells and drums of battle were ringing in his ears, and endless fighting spirit burst out from his body.
"Please set up the GP base..."
"Start spreading Palavsky particles..."
"Battlefield No. 5, urban area..."
"Please put the model..."
"The battle begins!"
As the battle was announced, the Secret Angel Gundam used by Yang Hui and the Creative Strike Gundam used by Reiji both came to life. They were no longer dead models, but two real mobile suits.
Attacking and arriving in the urban area, the Secret Angel Gundam was flying in the air, overlooking the Creative Strike Gundam on the ground.
"The victory was sealed from the beginning... But in this case, you won't be convinced, right?" Yang Hui smiled and shook his head, controlled the Secret Angel Gundam to slowly land on the ground, put away the beam rifle in his hand, and the GN of the Classic Fighter -
Bit had no intention of using it, and just took out a beam sword and pointed it diagonally at the ground.
"You bastard... are you looking down on me?" Ling Si was quite dissatisfied when he saw Yang Hui acting like this.
"I just don't want to bully you." Yang Hui shrugged and said nonchalantly.
The Strike Gundam is just an unfinished product. There is nothing except the main body, backpack, shield, and beam rifle. The only weapons are the Vulcan cannon on the head and two beam sabers on the waist. Moreover, the map is randomly selected in a gravity environment.
The flightless Creation Strike Gundam lost from the beginning.
The Secret Angel only needs to fly in the sky, and then use the beam rifle and GN-Bit to deal with the Strike Gundam, which can kill Reiji. This is simply bullying him.
Although with Yang Hui's strength, Zakuichi in the full speed group can bully Reiji.
So... let's let it go and play ground combat with Reiji, so that he won't have to make excuses if he loses.
"As expected, you really look down on me!" Ling Si knew that Yang Hui was letting the sea go, and he felt more and more unhappy, "But forget it, if you are killed, don't complain!"
"You are the one, just stop crying when you lose."
"You bastard!" Reiji had already calmed down his mentality, but because of Yang Hui's words, he broke through the defense again and used the Creative Strike Gundam to fiercely draw his sword and rush towards Yang Hui.
"You're still so impulsive." Yang Hui shook his head. Facing the beam sword pointed directly at his chest, he slowly controlled the Secret Angel Gundam to raise his right hand. He drew a circle with the beam sword in his hand and gently attached it to the original Strike Gundam.
He turned his beam sword to the side and moved it sideways. The Strike Gundam couldn't control himself and rushed behind the Secret Angel Gundam.
At the same time, the Secret Angel Gundam stretched out a foot slightly, and it got stuck in front of the Creation Strike Gundam's foot. Just like that, the Creation Strike Gundam jumped out quickly, rolled on the ground a few times, and hit the street.
On the house at the end.
"Reiji!" Iori Makoto said worriedly.
"Damn it, it's like this again!" Lingsi gritted his teeth, recalling the countless defeats he suffered at the hands of Yang Hui. It was always like this. No matter how fierce his attack was, no matter how much preparation he made, the opponent would always act like a game.
Get rid of yourself easily.
"What a terrible operation!" Lar outside the house was also stunned, looking at Yang Hui like a monster.
"Mr. Lar, what happened just now?" Rinko Iori didn't understand, so she asked Lar.
"It can be seen that Makoto put a lot of effort into creating the Strike Gundam, and its performance is better than that of the Secret Angel Gundam that is on display, but... it defuses Reiji's attack with tiny movements and counterattacks, superb
Operation skills, precise timing control, this kind of ability... this is the first time I have seen it."
Lal has also participated in the World Series, reached the finals, and achieved good results. After retiring, he often paid attention to the Model Battle World Series. His experience and vision are top-notch, at least...all the world champions he knows,
No one has this ability.
"Eh? This gentleman is so powerful!?" Rinko Iori didn't fully understand, but she also understood that Yang Hui was very powerful, much more powerful than Reiji.
"And just now, he clearly had the chance to kill Reiji with one blow, but he didn't. He showed mercy. Brother, who is this friend of yours...?" Lal asked Lanba, a person of this level.
, it’s very strange that he doesn’t have it in his memory.
"It's just... my friend, he has never participated in the World Series. To him, model battle is just a game." Lamba said, and also added in his heart, for him, Harmon, and the Promes Legion
To everyone, it's just a game.
"..." Lar was silent. He is an adult, and his thoughts are different from those of children. He understands that everyone has their own ideas, but he is still a little unhappy with the concept of treating model battles as a game. After all... this is a lot of problems with him.
The same model fighter, fighting for his whole life.
During the battle, Reiji was not discouraged and maintained his offensive rhythm, launching fierce attacks on Yang Hui's Secret Angel Gundam, but was easily resolved every time.
However, his own attacks have never had any effect. The Secret Angel Gundam is just like creating a Strike Gundam for fun, making Reiji more and more anxious, his breathing becoming more and more confused, and he has lost his rhythm little by little.
"Damn! Makoto! Are there any other weapons?" Reiji asked Iori Makoto anxiously.
"With only the beam sword and the head Vulcan cannon, the creation of Strike Gundam is not yet complete..."
"Damn! Such words!"
Reiji once again rushed towards the Secret Angel Gundam and struck down with the beam sword in his hand.
"You really don't have a long memory." Secret Angel Gundam repeated his old trick and once again swung his sword against the side of the beam sword of the Strike Gundam, intending to use the force to throw the Strike Gundam away.
But this time, the Creation Strike Gundam dropped the beam sword in his hand the moment the two beam sabers touched each other, opened his arms, and hugged the Secret Angel Gundam in a bear hug.
"Um?"
"We got it!" The moment the Secret Angel Gundam was hugged by the original Strike Gundam, Reiji switched his head Vulcan cannon and raised his head to prepare for a close shot at the Secret Angel Gundam. As a result...
"Innocent."
Before his head could be fully raised, the Secret Angel Gundam clasped his fists and hit the Build Strike Gundam's back hard. At the same time, his right leg turned into an afterimage and he raised it, kneeling hard against the Build Strike Gundam's chest.
, the huge force up and down made the Genesis Strike Gundam escape.
At the same time that Build Strike Gundam let go, Secret Angel Gundam grabbed Build Strike Gundam's head with one hand and pressed it down. He hit his knee again, and Build Strike Gundam's face immediately became shattered, and Reiji's operating table
It shows that the Vulcan cannon on the head is invalid and cannot be used anymore.
Finally, the Secret Angel Gundam tapped its right foot lightly on the ground, rotated its waist to drive its right leg, and kicked the Creation Strike Gundam's side firmly. The huge force flew out with the Creation Strike Gundam, and crashed.
After a few houses, he collapsed on the ground.
"Damn it! Move it! Move it quickly!"
"It's over, Reiji."
Before Build Strike Gundam got up from the ground, the bright tip of the beam sword was pointed in front of Build Strike Gundam.
"...Tch!" Reiji knew that he had been defeated, and that he had been completely defeated.
"The battle is over, winner, Secret Angel Gundam."
Reiji chose to surrender. The successive heavy attacks had seriously damaged the original Strike Gundam. If he continued to show off his strength, it would only increase the damage to the Original Strike Gundam.
"Okay...so awesome!" Iori Makoto, who was serving as his assistant, was dumbfounded. What happened just now? Reiji failed in a flash, and...the other party's performance was too easy! Not only did he not take advantage of it,
With the advantage of flying, he didn't even use long-range weapons, and even... he was teasing Reiji the whole time.
"Now 198 is defeated, right?" Yang Hui teased Lingsi.
"Tch, you don't need to remind me!" Reiji is not a person who refuses to admit defeat, he is just very unhappy, "I will definitely kill you next time!"
"Then work hard." Yang Hui smiled.
"I'm sorry, Reiji, it's all because I didn't finish it..." Iori Makoto also felt Reiji's unwillingness and took the responsibility on himself. After all, it was his work to create Strike Gundam, and it was he who asked Reiji to use it.
The result of the Battle of Strike Gundam was just an unfinished product.
"It's none of your business, Cheng." Reiji is not someone who likes to make excuses when he loses, so he immediately said, "I am the one who wants to use this model, and your work is already very impressive. It's my skill that is inferior to others.
."
"Reiji..."
"Don't be depressed, Cheng. Just win it back next time."
"Yes! I will repair the Creation Strike Gundam and complete the production of the backpack and weapons as soon as possible. I won't let you fight with unfinished products next time!"
"Please, Cheng!"
"It seems that you are getting closer and closer to each other." Yang Hui looked at Reiji and Iori Makoto, who were highly motivated, with a smile on his face.
"Yeah! I've decided! I'm going to team up with Cheng and defeat you with Cheng's model!" Reiji said firmly. When fighting with the Creation Strike Gundam, he felt a sense of pleasure that he had never experienced before. The excellent
The excellent performance of the work made him unable to put it down.
"In that case...then participate in the World Series with him. When you win the World Series and overcome all obstacles, I will have a serious fight with you." Yang Hui and Ling Si agreed.
"Okay! It's a deal!" Ling Si stretched out his fist and touched Yang Hui's fist.
(End of chapter)
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