From scrap mecha to sci-fi heaven

Zhao Xing chatted awkwardly for a few words, then turned and left.

"Some people abandon it like a shoe, and some people seek it but cannot get it..."

Watching Zhao Xing go away, Lin Yu also shook his head and stood up.

He had a good impression of Zhao Xing.

In general, he was a kind and polite person, and a little immature.

Old man Zhang said that Zhao Xing did not value him, but in fact, he just did not show respect and enthusiasm for the "Mechanic Master" level. He definitely did not despise him.

Then again, he was not a serious Mechanic Master.

This trip was just a hired mission. There was no such thing as importance or disregard between the employer and the mercenary.

It was just a matter of interests, and they were paid for their work.

"Reading the basic textbooks is easier to solve, and the battle of equal strength... There should be a chance for this action, mainly fighting and shooting skills."

Without being disturbed, Lin Yu was happy to think about the skill clues he had just obtained.

The last two requirements for obtaining mecha driving skills are easy to solve, but the first two are a bit troublesome, and they actually require unlocking the other two skills.

It's a bit like a pre-skill.

If he uses the mimic personality skill to switch to Lu Bu's personality, he can obtain Lu Bu's fighting skills and experience, and he is proficient in archery and horse riding, and fists, kicks and weapons are basic.

Although it is based on his own cognition and fictional deduction, I don't know how much difference there is compared to the real Lu Bu, but at least it is definitely outstanding compared to ordinary people.

However, he did not obtain the [Fighting] and [Shooting] recognized by the light blue panel, and even failed to trigger the skill clues.

"Is it because it is not my original personality?"

Lin Yu pondered and thought, got up and walked to his van, and took the small Fang Tian Huaji used for practice from it.

Walking into the darkness, coming to the edge of the campfire, finding an open space, Lin Yu's mind moved, switched to Lu Bu's personality, and slowly waved the Fang Tian Huaji.

He has actually been doing this these days. Fictional memories are fictional memories after all. Even if the deduction is accurate to the instinctive reaction, the body is still untrained.

Not only is the physical strength caused by lack of exercise, but there are also various problems such as flexibility, reaction, and control. These need to be adjusted and improved in training, so he has been consciously training and adapting these days.

But this time is a little different.

Although he also switched to Lu Bu's personality, he did not perform the halberd method according to the memory and instinct of Lu Bu's personality, but kept himself clear, while reviewing, trying to let the ego consciousness learn and master the skills and details.

Due to the intentional restraint of the ego personality, all the influences of Lu Bu's personality were suppressed to the minimum, and the halberd method became slow, stiff, and clumsy.

But, after all, there are complete memories, experiences, and instincts in the mind.

Although all of this was suppressed, it was also absorbed rapidly when the ego consciousness intentionally imitated and learned.

A set of slow halberd methods was performed, and the stiffness subsided.

Do it again, the clumsiness gradually fades away.

The third, fourth, fifth...

The clumsiness gradually becomes smoother.

"You triggered the skill to obtain clues - fighting."

"Get clues..."

"Hahaha, I didn't expect Brother Lin to have such good skills. What's the point of practicing alone? Let's play together?"

At this time, a slightly distorted and hearty voice echoed next to him.

It was Qiao Wa.

Lin Yu didn't say anything.

The Fang Tian Hua Ji rotated behind his waist and changed hands.

He turned around and swung it in a circle.

The Hua Ji was used as an axe, and the crescent was the blade, and it swung and chopped like a howling moon.

"Haha, come on! Don't worry, I will adjust the power of the prosthesis!"

Qiao Wa laughed loudly, and crossed his mechanical arms to block.

Ding!

The crisp sound of the collision continued, and Qiao Wa staggered back half a step.

Lin Yu's physical fitness is basically equivalent to that of an ordinary person. No matter how he uses his strength and skills, it is absolutely impossible for a highly mechanized cyber-transformer to do so.

It seems that Qiao Wa has indeed adjusted the power of his prosthesis as he said.

This is exactly what Lin Yu meant.

After all, if the prosthesis is fully powered, there is no way to fight.

Whoosh!

No delay.

The swing of the halberd ear was blocked, so he took advantage of the situation to withdraw his hand and lowered his body, bent his waist like a bow, and then burst out again, sending the withdrawn Fang Tian Ji diagonally upward.

The timing was just right, Qiao Wa was not stable, and the halberd tip was like a gun, passing under his crossed arms and piercing his throat.

Qiao Wa's pupils shrank suddenly, and he didn't have time to breathe, so he quickly turned his head to avoid it.

A shot pierced into the air.

It passed by the earlobe.

But the harsh warning sound exploded in his mind.

"Fatal attack! Fatal attack!"

The surging sense of crisis and the harsh warning sound forced the detection screen to appear in the retina.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and the crisis of death came like a tsunami.

From behind!

He watched Lin Yu, who had shot into the air, make a similar action to retract the gun again.

Bending his waist, lowering his body, and stepping back, the strange weapon that looked like a gun but was not a gun was pulled back.

Yes, that crescent!

The crescents on both sides of the weapon, if they fell into the air and were retracted at this moment, wouldn't they become inverted hooks and sickles?

There is no alloy plate installed on the back of his neck!

Bang!

Facing a life-and-death crisis, Qiao Wa didn't care about fairness or face.

The prosthetic body was fully powered, and he stepped on the ground with one foot. His whole body fell forward with a loud explosion. He rolled over awkwardly and narrowly avoided the hook.

Huh!

The Fang Tian Hua Ji failed to hook the neck, but it was equivalent to having completed the halberd. Lin Yu's offensive was so continuous that it was suffocating. He took advantage of the situation and swung another halberd.

Bang!

Qiao Wa hurriedly raised his hand and pinched the tip of the Fang Tian Ji.

"No more fighting, no more fighting, I admit defeat."

He shouted twice, and was relieved when he saw that Lin Yu did not move again.

"You have obtained a new skill: Fighting LV1"

"Let's draw. If we really fight, I can't do anything to you."

Lin Yu smiled and stood up with the halberd.

"Don't, Qiao Wa is not someone who can't afford to lose. If I lose, I lose."

Qiao Wa raised his hand to stop him, patted the dust off his body, and smiled bitterly twice.

It was said that the power of the prosthesis was limited, but in the end, he was forced to roll with all his strength before he could even complete three moves. In this fight, he was completely defeated.

Although there were factors such as carelessness, not using full power, and various trump cards, he hadn't even started the mecha yet.

It was embarrassing enough to say that a cyber-transformer was pressed and rubbed by a pilot without armor. If he continued to be stubborn, he would be ashamed.

"Good... Not bad martial arts."

At this moment, it was not only Qiao Wa who was in a state of ups and downs, but also the old man Zhang who was "not dead" and couldn't help but want to persuade him again after going around in circles.

He had one hand behind his back and the other hand stroking his beard, trying to show the style of a teacher to enhance his image.

As a result, it happened that Lin Yu and Qiao Wa had a brief fight, and he stared with wide eyes and almost tore off his beard with a tremor.

His wrinkled cheeks couldn't help but twitch slightly.

Not bad martial arts.

God damn martial arts are not bad.

This is not bad?

Now it seems that the boy's excuse just now was not just perfunctory?

"My martial arts are not bad, my martial arts are not bad, good..."