Compared to the unreliable assessment where Du Mosun and Fatty started fighting whenever they disagreed and ended in less than half a second, Chu Ming was obviously more qualified as an assessor.
"Before the formal combat assessment, a control assessment must be conducted according to the rules to determine the level of the mecha master to facilitate the assessor's next actions. This is a rule, I hope you can understand." Chu Ming's voice came through the intercom.
Following the sound, the bright lights on the training ground dimmed, leaving only two light pillars surrounding the two mechas standing in the field.
"no problem!"
The voices of the two people subsided, and a prompt sounded from the cockpit: "Effective control test, please follow the following instructions to operate the aircraft..."
"Bang bang bang!" The red assassin on the opposite side quickly jumped and punched several times, then turned around in the air and kicked 180 degrees, landing gracefully. It was almost a textbook standard action, which not only demonstrated Chu Ming's ability to control mechas but also
A perfect interpretation of the potential of this old-fashioned mecha.
A piece of data appeared on the screen outside the training ground: "Red Assassin, effective control hand speed: 72 movements, mecha control: 85%."
It can't be said to be particularly amazing, but it is definitely the data of an intermediate first-level mecha master. The onlookers outside the training ground burst into cheers.
This is the strength of the top master in their ancient martial arts club. It is not because of the real-time data of this intermediate first-level mecha master, but because they have seen this data many times, with almost no increase or decrease. This can only explain one thing.
The problem is, it's very stable. And, obviously, this is not the trainee's strongest strength, they all firmly believe it.
Next, everyone looked at the black mecha, with Fatty, a brick that was almost like a jade, in front of them. They also looked forward to Tang Lang's more amazing performance.
The black assassin also moved according to the actions prompted on the smart brain light screen.
It is an almost perfect copy, giving people the illusion that it is just a different color of the red assassin.
There was also a display on the screen: "Black Assassin, effective control hand speed: 62 movements, mecha control: 88%"
His hand speed is not as good as Chu Ming's, but his mecha control is even better than Chu Ming's, and his movements are almost exactly the same, which makes it difficult for most people outside the field to understand.
What they didn't see was the horror on Chu Ming's face inside the red mecha.
Everyone knows the importance of hand speed in controlling mechas, and hand speed is even an important criterion for mecha master promotion levels. However, a small number of people hold different views and believe that control of mechas is the most important.
They believe that only by being able to control the changes in every part of the mecha during movement can we achieve the highest level of integration between man and machine and eventually be promoted to the mecha god of war, not just that the mecha can make more changes and actions per unit time.
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But after all, a large number of fighting matches have proven that people with faster hands win more often. This theory is only a minority in the mecha fighting world. But Chu Ming came into contact with an old sergeant who returned from the battlefield.
He only has a hand speed of 40 moves, but he has killed a mecha controlled by Captain Jie Peng. It was at least the level of an intermediate level three mecha master, and his control over the mecha was not inferior to Chu Ming at all.
.The old sergeant almost lives to prove the fact that control is more important than hand speed.
Chu Ming, who did not believe in evil, had engaged in mecha combat with the old sergeant no less than ten times. The battles proved that if he lowered his hand speed to 55 moves, he was no match for the old sergeant. So in the past two years, he
He no longer focused on improving his hand speed, but focused all his attention on controlling the mecha. Even Master Yan nodded in approval of his choice.
As for the control of the mecha, which is 85%, it is considered to be an above-average level of his performance.
But the guy opposite can actually reach 88%, and that should be based on the fact that he rarely controls "assassins".
"You are stronger than I thought!" Chu Ming's voice came, which shocked the audience outside the venue.
Then, the black assassin rushed forward, stepped on the alloy ground twice in a row, and came to Tang Lang with huge kinetic energy. His short fists could be freely retracted and released in rapid succession.
"It's a combination of Wing Chun and short fighting in ancient martial arts!" Some of the onlookers who knew the details had already agreed.
In addition to practicing various ancient martial arts on their own, the ancient martial arts club's dream is to integrate ancient Chinese martial arts into mecha fighting. Chu Ming's series of movements are "Wing Chun" that should be used by the human body.
Its characteristics of "variable moves and flexible punches" are unmistakable, almost making people think that it is not a mecha, but a giant.
Under such a dazzling short fist attack, everyone present felt a sense of powerlessness. If they were in another place with Tang Lang, what else could they do except hide and block? But once they did this, the continuous attacks would
will follow, and in the end it will inevitably be a defeat, and this is when the hand speed is not much different.
"I originally thought that Senior Chu Ming would fight longer, but I didn't expect that he would choose to fight quickly. Could it be that the guy's hand speed test was much lower than his, which made him lose interest in the enemy?
?" Du Mo Ni murmured to himself with admiration shining in his eyes.
"It seems to me that my opponent is too strong. If I don't use the skills to keep the bottom of the box and use offense instead of defense, I will be miserable!" The fat man twisted his mouth in disdain.
"Damn fat guy, if you have the skills, wait until the test is over and you can go up and fight again." Du Mo glared at the fat guy who was circling the female student in training clothes.
"If you don't do it, you can't beat him!" The fat man was very bachelor. "Generally speaking, I won't let him have the opportunity to get so close!"
"Then how to fight?"
"Fire from a distance!" Fatty's eyebrows were extremely vulgar. "Not only do I have many cannons, they are also very accurate."
"Get lost!" Du Mo Ni really regretted talking to this guy.
...
While speaking, the red assassin had already punched more than ten times in a row, but the black assassin was taking dizzying small steps on the spot, swaying from side to side. The red assassin's fists were as fast as the wind, although they were dangerous every time.
It grazed the black assassin's armor, but not a single punch actually hit it.
It wasn't until the black assassin took advantage of the moment when Chu Ming's spirit relaxed slightly after the red assassin fired more than a dozen punches that he suddenly kicked out, and the red assassin's fists turned into palms and pressed down, using the force to retreat. This was the end of the rabbit rise.
Falcon Luo witnessed the heart-pounding mecha attack and defense in just two or three seconds.
The attack was violent, but the dodge was extremely clever. In just one attack and one dodge, the control of the two mecha masters reached their peak in seconds.
Based on this alone, Tang Lang can be regarded as a highly respected mecha master in the academy.
"Did you notice that it seems to be a popular boxing technique in the Great Eagle Empire and the Rhine League?" Big Bear looked confused.
Except for not placing his fists in front of his headgear, the Black Assassin's footsteps and body swing make him look like a boxer.
"Haha, it's great! I haven't had a hearty fight like this for a long time. Look at my Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!" A burst of laughter suddenly came from the black mecha.
Following the sound, the black assassin slid forward, bent one knee, and slammed his knee into Chu Ming's red mecha.
This is obviously like an ancient Muay Thai move. What does it have to do with any palm technique? Everyone couldn't laugh or cry. They didn't expect that the seemingly cold guy had such a funny side.
And the "hob meat" who imitated Tang Lang's voiceprint was still shouting "Nine Yin Skull Claws", "Small Shift of the Universe", "Tianshan Broken Chicken Hands", "Clap the Crotch and Break the Egg Palm"...
Although the black assassin in Furious Attack doesn't have a single move to match it.
But it definitely has a more violent ferocity than the weird and scary-sounding move names.
"You are responsible for fighting, and I am responsible for shouting slogans to disturb the opponent's mind. The two of us are one." Hoo Daorou has never been a master who is willing to be lonely.
Tang Lang had no choice but to say sorry to the unaware Chu Ming on the other side. Two against one, you can only endure it.
"Bang bang bang!" Sparks flew as the armors of the two mechas intertwined. As powerful as Chu Ming, he could only defend fully in front of Tang Lang who let go of the attack.
"This seems to be Xingyiquan, no, it also looks like Bajiquan. Why does that kick look like Sanda?" The poor Big Bear was completely confused now.
If Chu Ming's Wing Chun skills previously performed by borrowing a mecha were impressive, then the black assassin who is attacking crazily and without stopping now is like a master of ancient martial arts, all of which are kung fu skills.
Although the work on his hands is far from as awesome as what he shouted, the destructive power is definitely not small. If Chu Ming's hand speed was not faster, just that move "Monkey Kicks the Peach" would have made him
The balance bar between the Assassin's two mechanical legs was severely damaged.
I'm afraid that was Tang Lang's only right move.
Who the hell is from the ancient martial arts club? This is probably the common small-character poster that appeared in the minds of everyone present. Tang Langbi, who was on the rise in correction, said that the moves they usually put so much effort into making their hands cramp were like
The white crane with its wings spread out by the children in the kindergarten is just as ridiculous.
At this time, it had already exceeded the scope of the so-called assessment. Tang Lang actually overpowered the top master of the ancient martial arts club to fight, and his every move was full of the ancient martial arts that the ancient martial arts club was most proud of.
What’s even more despairing is that that person has the characteristic of ignoring the rules even more than a fat man. What’s the saying? A gangster knows martial arts and no one can stop him...
Mingyue Shang had been mentally prepared for this sudden situation. It would be a surprise if the person Yan Master liked didn't have such ability. What made her despair was that the better Tang Lang got, the further away he got from her.
Far away, to be precise, further and further away from the ancient martial arts club. It is even possible that the college will ban him from participating in the college ranking competition that is participated by the four grades of the college.
Master, if your hand is too high, it won’t work!
However, even she couldn't take the initiative to stop. Chu Ming also had his own pride, not to mention that he was only at a disadvantage now, and was not in a big position to lose. Under Tang Lang's violent attack, he
His watertight defense and sharp counterattack are equally breathtaking.
It was Chang Sun Xueqing who took the initiative to stop. Chang Sun Xueqing's voice came from the cockpits of the two mechas: "The assessment is over, Tang Lang passed!"
Only then did the two mechas that were fighting fiercely stop and withdraw from the battle group.
Chu Ming, who jumped out of the mecha cabin and had beads of sweat on his forehead, looked slightly bitter: "Brother Tang is indeed a master in the army. If the fight continues, Chu Ming will definitely not be able to resist."
"Senior Chu's words are serious. Tang Lang dare not say victory when he is not on the battlefield." Tang Lang smiled slightly and took the initiative to extend his hand to shake hands with Chu Ming. "If I guess correctly, what Senior Chu is best at should still be weapons.
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"As you said, there is nothing special about the battlefield. Your control over mechas is far better than mine. Even in a life-and-death fight, I will most likely not be your opponent." Chu Ming shook his head.
Said. "Moreover, you can do two things in an extremely fierce battle, use unreasonable tricks to confuse and confuse me, and also bring reality to the false. This ability is beyond the reach of Chu Ming!"
"Ahem! This! You're talking nonsense, what's the point of doing two things at once!" Tang Lang's face turned red.
“Have a chance to learn more!”
"must!"
Looking at the two people leaving with Changsun Xueqing, Chu Ming had expectations in his eyes.
As a leader among the trainees of Qingyu Military Academy, he is naturally not like Mingyue Shang who only looks at the academy. His eyes have already been looking outside the academy.
This time the academy participates in the federal military competition, maybe it can give those proud soldiers of the elite troops of each fleet and military region a small surprise!
There is no doubt that Tang Lang has enough strength to become one of the seed players in the entire academy.