【Start power system】

【Open neuron connection】

【Activate satellite radar map】

【Skull cockpit installation】

The martial artist clasped his fists with his hands, and all the external connections around him were disconnected.

Many people watching the Magic City Channel in front of the TV suddenly found that the TV program had been switched, turning into a somewhat shaking picture, and the sound of the propeller could be heard.

That big robot is, a martial artist?!

How did the martial arts set out? There are monsters!

The previous mecha defeats in the United States and island countries made the people less blindly confident about mechas, and they were very worried that martial artists would also be defeated.

If a monster cannot be defeated, or if it takes a lot of effort to defeat it every time, everyone's life will be greatly affected.

"My parents, you guys are watching TV. It's a martial artist who has set out." A young man called out to his parents who are making dumplings.

"Ah? There is another monster!"

"Mom, don't worry, there is a martial artist here. You forgot the video you watched last time. It takes less than a minute for a martial artist to clean up a monster."

"Son, that's different. The monsters are more powerful now. The newspapers do not say that the monsters are of the second level and are more powerful now."

"Dad, look at it, martial artists will win!" The young man stared at the screen with confidence.

Many families are like this now, some are worried, while others don’t care. Of course, in the end, everyone hopes that martial arts can win, including the failed America and the island countries.

If martial artists cannot deal with monsters of the second level, will their giant mecha still make sense?

On the screen, the martial artist was strode into the sea, and the sea water became deeper and deeper, gradually losing to the martial artist's waist.

"It's too reckless. Isn't China saying that martial artists are good at close combat? The water is not over the waist, and the mecha's movements are not flexible enough, so the restrictions will be greater. Why doesn't he wait for the monsters to get closer to the coast?"

Several island mecha researchers who were communicating and studying in the Magic City were also watching TV. They all felt that the martial arts driver would make mistakes and be knocked down by monsters like a tango wolf.

"That's right, the martial artist is too careless. Go back quickly and why continue to move forward? In this way, the monster can directly pounce on the head, and the driver can easily die."

"Didn't this driver watch our tango wolf fighting video? This is how Tango wolf loses. Why don't martial artists learn lessons? That's what our people summarize with their lives."

Fan Mang looked at the alien radar. The monster was more than 300 meters ahead of him. At this time, the sea water was approaching the martial artist's chest.

Flexibility must be affected, but not too much. The main reason is that the closer it is to the coastline, the greater the impact on the shore. Now the high wall outside the Magic City has not been completed yet. Once the huge waves hit, many engineering equipment will collapse, seriously affecting the progress of the project.

Moreover, the martial arts he controls are different from the tango wolf. The tango wolf can only find monsters in the sea through satellite maps or unclear vision. When it is found, the monsters have already pounced on them.

Fan Mang knew where the monster was and was ready.

"Fan Mang, retreat immediately. The flexibility of martial arts will be seriously affected. You can't be too reckless." Sun Zhengguo's voice came from the headphones.

"Fan Mang, did you hear that, step back immediately!"

Sun Zhengguo looked at Lin Zhendong standing next to him: "Is there a problem with the communication? Is there any problem with your mecha design?"

Lin Zhendong stared at Sun Zhengguo: "The design is absolutely fine, and the communication is fine. The voice of your voice is completely transmitted here. However, you may not have read the information. Xiao Fan is sick, which is called intermittent deafness. It's okay, but he can't hear what others say while fighting."

Sun Zhengguo: "..."

You tell me directly that this kid doesn't listen to discipline and always likes to make decisions by himself.

Seeing Sun Zhengguo's depressed look, Lin Zhendong felt very comfortable. When he heard Fan Mang say that he had this disease, he was helpless.

"Old Sun, why are you in a hurry? He dared to go over and asked me to start the live broadcast. That's sure. By the way, did he tell you what he said before leaving?"

Sun Zhengguo hesitated for a moment: "He said he would let me make a pot of tea."

"Then make tea. Why, you can't bear to hide the old Pu'er that you are hiding with meritorious officials?" Lin Zhendong was overjoyed. He could also try it with a cup, "Where did you put it? I'll go and make it for you."

Sun Zhengguo frowned: "You are not worried at all?"

"What's there to worry about? If even he can't handle the monster, other mechas will definitely not be able to do it."

Lin Zhendong went to make tea, but Sun Zhengguo stared at the screen. He saw the monster jumping up from the sea and pounced directly on the martial arts master.

It's over, this is how Tango Wolf was hit hard, and even forced the driver to retire early.

Eh? Got away?

The martial artist sideways, stretches out his hand, and his head is like a hammer, and the Avenger flies over the shoulders of the martial artist.

Boom~~~

The huge waves splashed, and the martial artist turned to face the monster and hooked his fingers.

Many viewers in front of the TV were in a state of excitement. Martial arts are worthy of being a martial artsman, and the monster's culling is useless. The hooking fingers is so handsome!

The monster rushed over again, and this time the martial artist suddenly became shorter, and his head was about to sink into the water and soared into the sky.

The monster's chin was hit hard by a punch, and his whole body flipped in the air for a week and a half before it fell into the sea.

The monster shook his head, his eyes turned red, he lowered his head and directly rushed towards the martial artist. The spikes on its head were enough to pierce the guardrail of the mecha.

Yukon in the United States suffers this way.

The rotating knife on the right arm of the martial artist began to rotate rapidly. When the monster reached his sight, the left shoulder twisted backwards, and the left hand directly grabbed the spike on the monster's head. The ion cannon fired, and the rotating knife on the right hand cut down.

Half of the monster's neck was cut, blood flowed out, and his body struggled violently.

The martial artist cut the rotating knife in his right hand again, and tugged it hard with his left hand, and the monster's head was torn off directly.

He grabbed one of the monster's legs with his right hand and held the monster's head with his left hand. The martial artist did not have any celebration moves and began to walk back.

This is done? The second-level monster that defeated foreign mechas twice was killed by martial artists, and it still took less than a minute!

Lin Zhendong walked back with a teapot: "Old Sun, your tea... is done? Oh, I said you should make the tea early, I didn't see it."

The mecha I designed myself to kill monsters is so fulfilling. Now I haven’t seen the live broadcast with my own eyes, so I can only look back and watch the replay several times.

"There are no other monsters around, and the martial artist requests to return to the base."

"I've been allowed to return to the base. Thank you for your hard work. I'll wait for you to come back for tea."

"Okay, hurry back now, otherwise the tea will be cold and it will be bad." Fan Mang's words were sent back to the base.

Sun Zhengguo: "???"
Chapter completed!