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021 The battle between the great god and the novice

Don't underestimate the distance of these two centimeters.

It is because of this small distance between the fuselage and the ground that the Black Fox's fuselage angle perfectly avoids the attack range of the Dervish.

It can be said that the ascetic monk almost passed by the black fox countless times, but he just couldn't hit it!

"So that's it. That guy used the tilt angle of the fuselage to avoid the attack path of the ascetic. It was very smart."

"However, the game is about to end. Do you plan to stay in the safe zone like this?"

Laharl did not panic at all. Even though the ascetic's attack had been cracked, he continued to attack at a high speed to block the black fox's movement route.

"You can't move. When the bell rings at the end of the game, you're finished! I still win this point!"

At this moment, Weslin was stuck and was much calmer than before.

His eyes were fixed on the dervish bouncing around in the arena, seemingly looking for gaps in the interval between his attacks.

At this time, Weslin's eyes seemed to have activated a geometric figure system, and all the routes passed by the ascetics turned into various geometric figures marked with angles.

"Now the ascetic has no way to hit me, so the offensive route has become a fixed shape. As long as I don't move, the route will not change! In this case..."

Suddenly, Weslin activated the Black Fox's nitrogen propulsion device.

Bang!

The next moment, the black fox and the ascetic monk had a violent collision in the air!

The two robots immediately fell to the sidelines in embarrassment and rolled twice on the ground before stopping.

"What did that guy just do?" Lahar's eyes widened in surprise at Weslin's series of operations.

He saw with his own eyes that the black fox used the nitrogen propulsion device to suddenly accelerate towards the ascetic's attack path, and then the ejection weapon was activated instantly.

Just like this, the attack systems of the two robots collided, instantly destroying the balance of their respective bodies.

However, based on the rotation speed and ejection force of the ascetic, the black fox should have been ejected further and the injury would be final.

Why is the ascetic monk more embarrassed than the black fox?

Soon, Lahar's mind began to select the scene he had just captured in an instant.

The Black Fox's fuselage rotated at the moment when its main ejection weapon was activated to fly away from the Dervish. When it turned sideways to face the Dervish, another ejection weapon on its flank seemed to be activated and launched a second stage attack on him.

Not only that, when the Black Fox spun around for a week and was about to separate from the Dervish, the flanking ejection weapon on the other side launched another three-stage attack!

Therefore, in this instant collision, Weslin performed three ejection operations!

"Unexpectedly, there is a fighting robot designed like this, which can eject in all directions without blind spots?"

For a moment, Laharl couldn't help but be surprised by Black Fox's design.

He didn't expect that the Black Fox actually had a three-sided ejection function!

At the same time, the moment the two robots collided and flew away, the audience on the sidelines let out a cry of surprise when they saw this scene.

The surrounding sounds immediately attracted the attention of other players waiting for the competition.

"What's going on over there? Something terrible seems to have happened."

"It seems like Lahar is competing with the Red Star team members."

"Laharl? I don't know who will fight against that guy. He will definitely lose miserably!"

However, when they arrived at the venue where Lahar was competing, they all looked at the tragic situation inside the ring in surprise.

The two robots rolled over on the ground, their bodies covered with scars.

Although the Dervish has powerful attack power, this method of injuring the enemy by 1000 and damaging himself by 800 also caused him to suffer a lot of reflected damage.

"Hey, did that guy from the Red Star Team kill Lahar?"

When the other players saw the draw in front of them, they cast a surprised look at Weslin.

At this moment, Weslin continued to control the black fox, trying to use the ejection weapon to turn the robot over.

After several attempts, he found that his side ejection weapons had malfunctioned and he could not move at all.

"Oops, the right wing's weapon is broken."

After that, Weslin tried some other methods, but to no avail.

But fortunately, the situation is the same on Lahar's side.

The Dervish is now tilted over on the isolation belt at the edge of the field, and its fuselage is stuck. No matter how it is rotated, it cannot escape from it.

The countdown to the end of the game has begun!

Finally, the beep for the end of the game sounded on the ring.

The referee observed the situation of both sides and announced loudly: "This match, the ascetic monk versus the black fox, is a draw!"

After hearing the referee's result, Rahal frowned tightly.

"I really didn't expect that Tang State's strength is not weak, and there is actually a character who can draw a draw with Lahar!"

"I feel like Rahal has let his guard down? He's one of the top ten in the Hall of Fame, but he's tied with a rookie?"

"I think Laharl's strength seems to have shrunk a bit over the years. After all, it's impossible for everyone to stay at their peak, right?"

Hearing the doubts from the players around him, Lahar gritted his teeth tightly, and a layer of sweat overflowed on his forehead.

Then he looked at Weslin opposite, with a trace of resentment and hostility in his eyes.

Weslin also noticed Lahar's gaze. It was only the first points match, but the opponent looked like he was going to kill someone.

Does Lahar really regard winning or losing a game as so important?

"What's wrong with him?" Weslin felt a little strange in his heart. Even if a game ends in a draw, at most both teams will score zero points, which does not mean that there will be no opportunities later.

But he soon changed his mind and thought, maybe it was because Lahar felt unconvinced after being tied with a newcomer like himself.

But fighting robot competitions are like this. They are full of uncertainties at any time. It is very likely that an accident will cause even the most powerful master to lose. There is no way to be careless.

"Great! Weslin's side is tied!" the iron puppet in the audience said with a smile.

After hearing this, He from the Barbie Kong team mocked: "It's a tie, not a win, so why are you so excited!"

After hearing this, Li Yaoxian felt a little unhappy, and turned around and retorted disdainfully: "Hey, who is that? The opponent is Lahar, who once caused a bloody storm in the Hall of Fame. A tie is already very powerful, okay? You said it so easily, if you want

Why don't you go up and give it a try?"

"If I were a contestant, do you think I couldn't win?"

"You little girl are really shameless in your talk!"

"You brat is so itchy!"

"You two, please be quiet!"


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