For many people, what they saw was a mind-numbing duel between the strongest mecha warriors. When they were fascinated, they were more fascinated by the admiration for the two of them.
But for Tang Lang, the battle between the two top mecha masters in the world completely opened the door that was already half-hidden in Tang Lang's mind. It turns out that this is how mechas should fight.
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It's not like Tang Lang has never seen a war-level mecha battle, but first of all, both Yan Chilie and Miyamoto Takeshi control the mecha mechanically with a keyboard. No matter how high the hand speed is, there is always a trace of stagnation.
As strong as Yan Chilie, he must not be trapped by the control mode of the mecha itself; secondly, there is a huge gap between Yan Chilie and Miyamoto Tsuyoshi, and Yan Chilie suppressed him like a student during the whole process.
During the "Flower of Famous Generals" fight, neither the offensive side nor the defensive side showed their strongest form.
But these two people let go of everything and showed off their strength. The nearly 10-meter-high steel giant was smooth and smooth in every move. Whether it was the fusion of swords and light, or the contact of fists and feet, the rabbit was rising like a falcon and falling like an antelope.
There is no trace of the hanging horns. Put in any country, these two are definitely mecha war god-level weapons that control the country.
This is the way mecha combat should be! Tang Lang's eyes were fixed on the two mecha warriors who were suddenly approaching the battle, and then moving away and approaching again, observing all their movements.
However, his brows furrowed involuntarily. At this point in the battle, the sword of Tenge's "Mingyue Killer" mecha had slashed more than a hundred times, but all of them were resolved by the "Lion King" one by one.
However, the most frightening thing is that "Lion King" has not made a single attack yet, but "Mingyue Kill" has retreated three times.
Live video cannot broadcast the situation inside the mecha like online virtualization, so Tang Lang did not see a layer of fine beads of sweat on the forehead of the elegant man he had seen before.
Although he had already estimated the "Lion King" Negus high enough and was even prepared to die, Tenge had to admit at this moment that even if he tried his best, he still would not be the man in front of him.
A rival to the formidable enemy.
This was not that Tang Lang saw him being frustrated in three consecutive attacks, but that he felt the wave from the immovable steel behemoth in front of him that made him have to concentrate all his energy to resist the wave that only he could resist.
The client can feel the murderous aura that forces him not to lose his control, which will cause great mental damage to him.
This has shown that "Lion King" Negus has entered another level that he has not been able to reach.
If Yan Chilie were here, he would definitely give him the answer. This is called the release of mental power. It is a trait that only mecha war god-level mecha masters have. Only in this way can the brain nerves be enough to control the huge consumption of mechas.
.And people like Negus are among the top masters among the Mecha Gods of War.
Feeling the strength of his opponent, Tenge had no fear, but more of a faint excitement.
There is a kind of excitement like "If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening!"
It turns out that god-level mecha warriors really exist!
"Tengge, I know that swords are not your strong point!" A chilling metallic voice came from the "Lion King" mecha, which stood proudly and never left a few meters around him. "I'll give you a chance.
, draw out your swords!"
"Bang!" Mingyue Sha made an air-piercing sound as the second stage of the engine accelerated and picked up speed in mid-air. The knife in the mechanical palm was suddenly thrown out, like a stream of light that hit the "Lion King" directly.
The sword light suddenly appeared in the hand of the "Lion King" mecha, and it easily pushed away the huge alloy sword. At this moment, two alloy swords suddenly popped out from the sides of the two mechanical legs of the "Mingyue Killer", which was less than 20 meters away.
Two sword lights, one on the left and one on the right, were like two sickles wielded by the God of Death, leaving two afterimages in everyone's pupils.
One sword slashed at Negus, who raised the palm of his mecha to resist. At the same time, the second sword made a miraculous move, staggering Negus's right palm and raising it diagonally towards the direction of his cockpit.
The "Lion King" mecha, which was covered in golden light, raised its left palm. It seemed that the fingers were bluffing and were about to be chopped into pieces by a sword. Just when the sword light spraying with magnetic light was about to strike, the palm suddenly turned into a fist.
The huge fist inevitably hit the alloy blade with a flawless punch. The magnetic force was radiating and sparks were flying. This was an extremely dangerous and flawless fight.
The sword held in his right hand came first and blocked the alloy sword that was stabbing his cockpit. The "Mingyue Kill", who had not fully used the two swords, made a desperate move. Just when the sword fist and the sword touched.
At that moment, the two swords were thrown away. The mecha used its shoulders as a cone to move forward and crashed into the arms of the "Lion King" mecha. A third sword popped out of the mechanical arm and fell into Mingyue Shaxu's right palm, and then
Stab towards Negus' cockpit.
This complex set of changes is actually just a matter of breathing.
It turns out that the strongest thing about "Mingyue Killer" is not his sword or his two swords, but this last sword. Although the sword is not long, it is enough to kill people!
At such a short distance, almost no one can escape this move.
Anyway, looking at the fat man's frozen and astonished eyes for a moment, Tang Lang knew without thinking that this guy must have been inspired. I am afraid that the empty space of the two mechanical arms of the Ming warrior will have two more alloy swords.
, the length doesn’t matter, the important thing is to be able to kill people, in the fastest and most impossible way.
Including Tenge, at this moment, perhaps thought that he was about to create an unparalleled blow.
However, something unexpected happened, and the front end of the third sword blade, the left palm of the "Lion King" mecha that had just smashed away the alloy sword with a punch, appeared there at some point.
A device similar to an amber glass bead appeared in the palm of his hand. The moment before the alloy sword light arrived, it lit up with a dazzling light, and the space between the two mechas began to emit a tense halo.
In the center, a shocking energy field exploded.
Under the snow-capped mountains, a sun seemed to rise.
"Duke Tenge!" Nia suddenly clenched her fingers in front of the big screen.
All the people watching the battle were silent, but at this moment, worry appeared in everyone's eyes.
Placing the energy cannon in the palm of your hand is probably one of Negus's unique skills. Only at this time can the mecha master not waste the energy of the engine to raise the energy shield.
Negus, on the other hand, is obviously waiting for Tenge to come up with the final trick, and then defeat him in his strongest state, thereby achieving the strongest deterrent effect.
It's like answering everyone's prayers.
After the huge ray of light, among the countless mist and rain evaporated by the high temperature above the snow, the broken "Mingyue Kill" mecha was barely standing.
The mechanical arm of the mecha that was preparing for the final blow was completely lost. In addition, the huge fuselage was also covered with dilapidated parts and was covered with dense electric light.
It goes without saying how heavy the burden on Mecha Master Tenge's body is at this moment.
Not many people can encounter a fierce blow from an energy cannon at such a close range.
Among the mechas, he has a gentleman-like and elegant face with prominent veins on his forehead, making him look extremely ferocious.
Negus' terrifying metallic voice was poured into everyone's ears through the live broadcast system: "Give up your unrealistic and ridiculous persistence, kneel down in front of me and beg for forgiveness. You may have a chance of survival!"
After a pause, he said with a bit of ridicule: "If you surrender to me, maybe the rebels led by that little girl Nia will have a chance to survive, and you can be the vanguard of our Navajo Kingdom to conquer the universe and the stars.
.Even if it means death, it will be a worthy death."
What responded to him was an almost cruel roar from the already dilapidated mecha: "Traitor, die!"
Without a knife or a sword, "Mingyue Sha" turned into a white light, used his body as a sword, and slammed into the "Lion King" mecha just a few feet away.
Boom! Between the collision of the two armors, a spreading snow wave burst out.
The "Lion King" mecha finally retreated back more than ten meters from the snowy ground that had not moved since the beginning of the war. The once mighty and demon-like fuselage showed a few broken parts.
What the endless sword light and sword light failed to do, this near-death blow did.
Then, the furious Negus instantly returned to the "Mingyue Killer" mecha that was almost knocked to pieces. He stretched out his five fingers and grabbed hold of the waist.
"Mingyue Kill" didn't move at all.
In the mecha, the proud head of the once elegant man had drooped and became silent.
Thousands of rays of light escaped from the palm of the "Lion King". The energy cannon blasted into the engine of the Moon Killer Mecha that had not yet been completely shut down. The broken fuselage was thrown high.
A ball of light lit up the world in front of me.
The huge explosion blew the snow flakes on the snow and spread outward like whips.
"This is the price for resisting this king!" The golden Lion King mecha fled away.
The live broadcast is interrupted.
Faced with all this, there was silence in the war room.
Some people lowered their heads and gritted their teeth. Some people clenched their fists tightly, and some people turned their heads to one side. Their eyebrows were wrinkled unwillingly because they couldn't do anything. Some people looked at the area.
Snowflake, with her red eyes open, seemed to want to etch this scene deeply into her mind and not want to forget it.
Tengge was an elegant, noble and powerful man who was a Duke. He fought with his compassionate ideals. Who dares to say that he died in a wrong way?
Tang Lang looked at Nia with some worry. This former commander of the Northern Military Region of the Navajo Dynasty, who had shown unparalleled combat prowess, should have been Nia's strongest support, but he left like this.
For this princess, it was definitely an extremely painful blow.
To Tang Lang's surprise, although Nia's eyes were filled with tears, her face was firmer than ever before. "Pass my order and issue a general order to the kingdom. Nia, the eldest princess of the Navajo dynasty, will lead the restoration army.
Revenge for Duke Tenge, the commander of the Navajo Northern Military Region!
"This is the gift given to me by Duke Tenge!" After issuing the military order, Nia solemnly saluted everyone. "Please don't waste it!"
Tang Lang's eyes flashed.
Seize the key moment.
That elegant man actually used his body and his own life to ignite the big dynamite keg that had been brewing in Navajo.
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Thousands of miles away, in a gorgeous mansion, a woman wearing a traditional Indian woman's robe, embroidered with strange birds, with silver hair hanging down her shoulders, and a very stern face, was standing in front of a door.
In front of the big window.
Although the beauty of the woman is long gone, she still has a grace that young women don't have, which makes people dare not stare at her easily.
Just staring at the flowers in her eyes, her eyes were already wet and red, but the pride of being the Duke of the Kingdom prevented her from shedding a single tear.
"Tengge! Is this how you forced me to take action?" The woman lowered her eyelids, trying not to let anyone see the heavy tears in her eyes, and murmured in a low voice.