When the iron ball appeared with the help of the alternating direction of his arms and the afterimage created by the powerful engine jet, Bing Su suddenly lost consciousness. This was something that a swordsman should never do.
Naturally, the Sword Dancer's two consecutive Fengming Kendo arc kills completely failed.
Now it looks like the Sword Dancer mecha is swinging a big iron ball around.
"What is this? Sister is going crazy!" A moment later, a woman's crazy scream came from the Sword Dancer mecha.
This woman is going crazy!
Looking at the increasingly disorganized [Bingbing], Mu Fan's eyes flashed coldly, and after pressing five sets of hedging commands again, he stretched out his hands to hold down the push rod without emotion, and pressed it down suddenly.
The two mechanical pincers of the prototype iron ball were rotating and at the same time knocked the sword dancer's sword-holding hands out of alignment, and the flames from the engine behind him surged.
Bing Su, whose hand speed reached 245, watched in disbelief as his mecha's sword strike failed. The iron ball's two mechanical pincers actually knocked his body crooked.
Moreover, the two mechanical pincers did not move away after pushing aside Sword Dancer's arms, but clamped onto the shoulders of Sword Dancer's slender mecha with great precision.
The iron ball first rose into the air to eye level, and then suddenly collided.
Bing Su's brain in the cockpit was violently impacted at this moment, and his consciousness was momentarily blurred. As the cockpit inside the mecha tilted, Bing Su knew that his mecha had been hit.
What kind of attack is this... so powerful!
Mu Fan's mind was a little confused at this moment. He just subconsciously thought of the scene of driving the RX-16 for a brutal collision, so his fingers subconsciously used the command of the brutal collision on the console.
When his body rushed out with a strong push, he realized what he had done, and his hands were tightly clasping the opponent.
When the trial iron ball was used for a brutal collision, the effect was even more exaggerated than that of the RX-16. It was like a big lead ball hitting the person's body hard.
With a bang, the sound of steel colliding was surging, and the sword dancer fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of smoke and dust.
Mu Fan stared at the sword dancer fiercely, but now he didn't notice that his big iron ball was sitting on the sword dancer in a magical posture.
Ding.
Um!?
The sword dancer tried to hold the metal sword with his right hand, but Mu Fan instantly noticed it and pressed the iron ball forward threateningly.
So the triple MG muzzle protruding from the top of the iron ball's head directly hit the sword dancer's face.
Bing Su looked at the black muzzle, a drop of cold sweat sliding down his forehead.
When he realized that the opponent's big iron ball was sitting on his beloved sword dancer, Bing Su became furious instantly.
"You, get up quickly! Otherwise I won't be able to spare you."
After being filtered by the sound generator, the frightened and angry voice obviously lacked the slightly fearful emotion, and was completely cold as a metallic female voice.
Mu Fan didn't notice the posture of his mecha at this moment, but only heard the threat from [Bing Bing] to him.
Can’t spare yourself!?
Boom!
The triple gun team pressed against Sword Dancer's face, and with two clicks, the mechanical clamps were released from Sword Dancer's shoulders.
Um?
I can move on my own.
Surprised, Bing Sucai was about to grip the metal sword again, but was instantly punched hard by Tie Qiu's left fist.
A red warning light flashes continuously in the cockpit.
The panicked Bing Su looked at Iron Ball's two swaying arms raised high.
What is he going to do!?
Mu Fan took a deep breath, and his hands flashed on the console.
Iron Ball's arms raised high suddenly fell down.
Ah da da da da! Mu Fan let out an angry roar. He wanted to vent out all the anger from being tortured in the last game. He wanted to vent out all the depression of always piloting these weird mechas.
Bing Su, a second-year goddess from the Kendo Club, suffered such a dreamlike blow for the first time in her life.
She lost count of how many punches she was punched. She only resisted for less than three seconds before Mu Fan, whose hand speed completely overwhelmed her, completely blasted away her defense.
Two mechanical pincers turned into fist shadows on both sides of the iron ball and landed heavily on the Sword Dancer mecha lying on the ground.
"You bastard! You...wuwuwu."
"Isn't it okay if I surrender? Just let go."
Bing Su, one of the three beauties of the Kendo Club, never cried even though she was hit many times during the Kendo competition. At this moment, she finally shed tears.
Because she saw the ferocious iron ball bombarding her beloved mecha without emotion, and she could even hear the sound of the outer armor shattering as each punch landed.
The alarm in the cockpit has formed a sea of red. At this moment, Bing Su no longer wants to provoke this crazy iron ball Shura.
"Woo, I surrender, don't fight, don't fight!"
Her soft cries did not reach Mu Fan's ears, and the sound generators on both sides of her head were completely smashed.
Mu Fan is now determined to vent his anger.
How dare you threaten yourself?
A minute later, the sword dancer's appearance was still in pieces. Mu Fan, who was about to punch again, suddenly found that the system issued a damage warning.
boom!
The mechanical pliers were overwhelmed and completely stopped...
What kind of junk is on this mecha? It can break its arms by itself?
Mu Fan's eyes quickly scanned the console.
His eyes suddenly locked on the orange fire control remote control button. It seemed to be a 100mm triple MG particle cannon, right?
yes!
The prototype iron ball has an expressionless face. Well, it has no face. It rolls the ball forward.
The triple gun barrel above the head slowly slid down along the Sword Dancer's head, and suddenly stopped when it reached the cockpit.
Bing Su, who felt that the cockpit had stopped vibrating, wiped her tears and was startled, did her conscience notice it?
When she saw the holographic screen that had become distorted but still kept working, she instantly pouted.
Because the muzzles of the three black guns were already pointing at the position of his cockpit.
"Die."
Mu Fan's indifferent voice came out through the iron ball's sound generator, and it was indescribably cold.
He pressed the orange button hard in the cockpit.
A bright white light lit up from the intersection of the gun barrel and the Sword Dancer's armor.
boom!!
Mu Fan's consciousness was swallowed up instantly.
What's going on...
[Mecha: Sword Dancer died in battle! ]
[Mecha: Prototype Iron Ball died in battle! 】
[This battle is a draw! Neither side will score!]
Mu Fan, who had just left the battlefield, was still confused.
Bing Su, who had left the battlefield with Shi, heard this reminder, and was also stunned with tears on his face. Then he burst into laughter and laughed so freely that if anyone familiar with him saw it, he would definitely be shocked.
The goddess has never shown this side.
Now Mu Fan looked at the list of achievements that appeared with a stubborn expression.
He was killed again.
Why!
Why did he die when he clearly pointed the muzzle at the opponent's cockpit?
Mu Fan clicked to view the death analysis.
[The MG particle cannon compresses and fuses MEGA particles and accelerates them repeatedly before firing. It is twice as powerful as physical ammunition and has great diffusibility. The energy ammunition depot of the prototype iron ball is located on the top of the body and has just diffused.
The MEGA particles successfully caused the energy bank to explode.】
Seeing this cold explanation, the muscles on Mu Fan's face twitched.
If he could hit someone, he would definitely push the system to the ground and beat him to death.
[Player: Shura, no rank, 0 wins, 1 draw and 1 loss.]
This is Mu Fan's current glorious record.
This is the perfect result of Mu Fan’s first mecha cockpit simulation training!