The rough-looking humanoid mecha made a beautiful turn and dodged the rocket attack.
Lu Qingxue's eyes lit up, and she attacked again with a six-shot wheeled rocket.
She wants to confirm.
"It's not over, are you coming again?" Mu Fan looked at the lithe mecha over there and shamelessly launched another wave of rockets.
Then the apm soared to 400, and the disorderly folding step appeared again, with the feet crossing each other with almost no pause. The brown body folded in the opposite direction again with movements completely inconsistent with its appearance. Two of the rockets even missed the top of the head.
Pass.
"Hmph." The distance between the two machines was less than a hundred meters. It would be disrespectful for Mu Fan to come and go at such a distance, so he pulled out the rapid-fire gun on his back with his backhand.
The muzzle of the gun was pointed at the pale white Mulan mecha.
Seeing that the target on the screen had already caught the mecha, Mu Fan showed a sneer on his lips: "You can move it too."
A tongue of flame suddenly appeared, and the [Wild Boar] holding a rapid-fire gun in one hand quickly flashed across the roof.
Two seconds later, Lu Qingxue looked at the smoke and dust rising more than ten meters in front of her inexplicably, and then casually removed the wheeled rocket from her arm.
I shook my arm, and the weight of the feedback was reduced again.
Lu Qingxue controlled the Mulan Mecha to swing the magnetic sword horizontally, and began to rush forward.
Mu Fan kept firing for a few seconds, but found that his impact point seemed to be...a little far away from the opponent.
I knew this thing was unreliable, and then I saw the mecha on the opposite side throwing away the rocket launchers and charging towards me with a sword.
"Haha, hand-to-hand combat?" Mu Fan was confused. The [Wild Boar] mecha's rapid-fire gun was thrown up in the air, and then he held... the barrel with one hand.
This rather long rapid-fire rifle was held upside down in his hand, and from a distance it looked like a huge wooden stick.
It's quite handy, it can be considered a weapon, and now there are weapons.
Let me see, what else are you playing with me for?
There was a trace of fluctuation in Lu Qingxue's cold eyes. It was obvious that the wild fighting style of the mecha opposite was too different.
Have you given up on remote too?
Well, let us fight like warriors in an upright manner.
Lu Qingxue's eyes began to show fighting spirit.
The two machines unanimously chose to attack each other at this moment.
【Shura】vs【Snow】
【Wild Boar】vs【Mulan】
A comprehensive battle from pilot to mecha!
Two mechas are approaching.
Suddenly the Wild Boar mecha turned sideways, Mu Fan's feet changed direction, and the entire machine body moved across it in a staggered manner.
The opponent was using a magnetic sword, which was naturally superior to his own rifle, so Mu Fan decided to turn sideways and strike with a backhand.
The mecha sprinted very fast, and Mulan didn't seem to react to the sudden change of direction.
Taking a good opportunity, Mu Fan slammed the rapid-fire rifle behind him.
"Haha, let's try my first attack first."
The magnetic sword in Mulan's mecha's hand went from slow to fast and then to an afterimage in less than half a second.
The Mulan mecha leaned forward to charge, the magnetic sword in its hand... already appeared behind it.
He held the sword in his backhand, with the blade pointing outwards. At this moment, the huge rifle had just hit him.
It was like a rifle hitting the sword.
Then Mu Fan felt a light touch in the mecha's hand...
The two machines passed by each other, and Mu Fan quickly turned around and took precautions.
Um?
Where is my gun?
He glanced at the lower right corner inadvertently, but he didn't seem to see his rifle.
The Mulan mecha on the opposite side changed into a sword-holding posture without any movement.
Mu Fan finally looked at his right hand with relief.
…
Where is my gun!!
A flat cut reflected the light obliquely, leaving only a section of the gun barrel in Mu Fan's hand, while the gun body and butt had disappeared.
Mu Fan looked at the opposite side calmly, the muscles on his face beating from time to time.
I met a master.
This unranked trumpet [Xue] with 0 wins and 0 losses is a master.
It seemed that the light feedback in his hand just now was when the rifle was quietly broken by the opponent.
"you're good."
Mu Fan's voice spoke for the first time through the sound generator.
The Mulan mecha on the opposite side slowly raised the magnetic sword and pointed it at Mu Fan without saying a word.
Mu Fan's eyes turned cold.
...It’s so disrespectful.
Mu Fan threw away the half of the gun barrel in his hand and assumed a fighting stance.
Now it looks like a strong man with bare hands confronting a girl with a sword.
However, the strong man has not launched an attack yet, but is carefully observing the opponent.
Without the assistance of the body synergy device, Mu Fan can only use the console to correct his movements as much as possible.
Using hand speed to form a hedging command for maneuvering evasion is obviously not suitable when engaging in hand-to-hand combat, so Mu Fan is very cautious now.
But Lu Qingxue didn't have so many worries. When she saw the opponent's bare-handed guard, she paused for two seconds and then stepped forward.
A figure began to charge with rhythmic steps.
Mu Fan narrowed his eyes, the mecha's body leaned forward slightly, then the engine boosted and began to collide head-on.
The real battle starts from the second round!
When the two mechas approached this time, the crimson fists of the [Wild Boar] mecha suddenly erupted into fist shadows all over the sky.
Mu Fan's brain was constantly calculating the opponent's attack angle, and relying on his strengthened fists was the only way to interrupt the opponent's attack rhythm.
The sword light in Mulan's mecha hand flashed, which was the synchronization of Lu Qingxue's body movements.
"Kendo Mu Yu!"
Seeing the wild impact punch from the opposite side, Mulan's mecha's magnetic sword tilted slightly at a small angle, and then gently greeted it like spring rain on the face.
Ding ding ding ding!
The sound of intensive collisions was heard, and Mu Fan's face darkened.
[Impact fist damaged by 8%]
What the hell is that dense drizzle of sword light on the opposite side? Is this a move that mechas can use? Why is it so gentle!
"Shield Bash."
Suddenly he held his left hand, and the super-titanium alloy telescopic shield suddenly opened half way. Then Mu Fan folded his arms in front of him to protect himself and rushed forward suddenly.
"Kendo·Luohua!"
Lu Qingxue's face was neither sad nor happy, her eyes locked on the gap between the opponent's mecha's head and shield, she retracted the magnetic sword in her hand, her whole body jumped up, and then stabbed in accurately.
"So insidious!"
It was obviously a dodge action, but the opponent actually stabbed him in mid-air. Mu Fan had already seen the opponent's movements just now, but the shortcomings of not having the body synergy control were fully exposed, that is, the defense power was greatly reduced in the face of such a delicate move.
If in a real fight, Mu Fan has at least three ways to avoid and counterattack.
Now he can only use the electronic language formed by the console to control the mecha to avoid it.
The magnetic sword brought out a streak of fire on the boar's chest.
[****Armor damaged 12%]
How evil!
Mu Fan had never experienced this situation before when he piloted the purely console sword and shield mecha rx-16, and he could even predict the enemy's next move.
But now, the Mulan mecha in front of me is erratic, and its timing during the battle is at its peak.
For this kind of enemy...
Being able to kill him with one shot is the best choice!!
Wait, Hei once taught him the shield attack skills, adjusting the angle for unloading defense?
Mu Fan instantly entered the dark breathing state, and the countless data streams crossing the screen began to be quickly integrated in his brain.
Seeing the opponent's mecha suddenly stop punching and the shield angle quietly adjusting, Lu Qingxue stopped attacking and retreated.
Retractable Shield—Maximized!
[Wild Boar] is standing in the center of the field holding a large shield at this moment.
"Kendo·Bee Needle!"
Lu Qingxue's eyes locked on several unprotected joints on the opposite side, and the tip of the sword in her hand turned into several white lights and pierced out, like a swarm of bees attacking from the sky.
Mu Fan, whose eyes were already indifferent, kept spitting out numbers one after another.
"15°,0.1s"
"27°,0.2s"
"31°,0.3s"
Mu Fan inputted the shield's defense angles and instructions one by one instantly.
The shield in the hands of the Wild Boar mecha seemed to come alive for a moment. After a small vibration, it actually blocked all the stabbing attacks from the opposite side.
When Mu Fan wanted to control the shield and slap it with his backhand, [Mulan] on the opposite side jumped back alertly, and the magnetic swing sword returned to its position.
Seeing that the shield loss had only dropped by 5%, a smile appeared on Mu Fan's face. It seemed that he had become familiar with the operation mode of this low-generation machine.
Lu Qingxue looked at the defense in front of her that instantly entered the integrated body, her eyes calmly blinked, and she clasped her hands to meet it.