If you become a monster, you will succeed

The ring-shaped orange sword light spread out, with Feng Xue as the center, and in the entire Lego Industrial Zone, all objects with a height of more than 1.5 meters received a toughness appraisal at this moment.

And those who fail will immediately undergo the baptism of the "height adjustment method".

Depending on their height, the pilots of the brutal beasts have more or less lost their calves, soles of feet or soles. Only the six exclusive machines are still standing. Whether they are evading or resisting, they have finally proved that they have the strength to fight. .

"It's interesting." Feng Xue held a knife in one hand, with a strong fighting spirit rising from her body. Without any communication, the six exclusive machines launched an attack almost at the same time.

The roar of the machine gun was accompanied by full-power shells that had already exceeded the speed of sound. The 12.7mm caliber shells were like machine gun bullets, forming long whips in the air, swinging their ferocious tentacles towards Feng Xue.

The Nodachi, which exuded orange light, was held in one hand by him. It was obviously covered with extremely fine firepower, but his eyes were full of ease and ease.

One step, two steps...

The man standing in the fire broke away from his original position for the first time. He moved so slowly, and every step was so light. The two-meter-long huge nodachi in his hand danced randomly like a branch. That look was like a little boy coming home from school and wandering into a field of rapeseed flowers after picking up a perfect branch.

It was a magical state, as if all the cannonballs had accurately avoided him. It was clear that the pilots of each exclusive machine were top aces, but the bullet net woven at this time could not touch the enemy at all - —

In fact, there were very few cannonballs that he could block with his sword.

This magical scene was captured by a live broadcast drone hovering in the air, and then transmitted to the most popular live broadcast platform through the unreasonable power of phantoms.

A large amount of [knowledge] converged on Feng Xue, but no new entries were condensed.

"It's boring, I won't play anymore."

Feng Xue, who was sure that he could not condense the words like this, suddenly stepped hard. The moment the spider web-like cracks spread, his figure disappeared from the monitor's capture in an instant.

Click!

The sound of tearing metal followed closely, but the ferocious Nodachi was already pouring down from the top of the machine's head.

Feng Xue, who had eliminated one mecha, looked at the remaining five mechas that had stopped firing. She didn't even pull out her sword, but lightly jumped off the remains of the mecha, assuming a defenseless stance. Sighed:

"Is that all there is to it?"

"Follow the plan!"

The pilot of a fighting machine said in the team channel. Without waiting for other teammates to respond, he rushed out first. The gray machine was like a dexterous ape. Under the short-range burst of the thruster, it rushed directly to Feng Xue's body. before.

The arm that was more than three meters long was swung out in a whip-like movement, and the speed was pushed to the extreme. It seemed that he was determined to take advantage of Feng Xue's defenseless state.

Uh-huh!

Feng Xue, who was holding his arms across his chest, saw the huge fist coming in front of him, but he didn't even intend to put down his hands. His body leaned back slightly, and as his ankles and knees twisted, the yellow cloak started to dance from behind him.

Snapped!

The bright yellow cloak was like a huge slap, accurately hitting the side of the fist. With the force of its swing, a gentle push destroyed the accuracy of the blow, and Feng Xue was high at this moment. Lift your right leg high...

boom!

That kick, with extremely exaggerated force, hit the gray machine's fist hard, causing the machine to stumble.

But when the old power was exhausted and the new power was not generated, the two machines rushed out of the blind spot constructed by the gray body, sandwiching Feng Xue on the left and right.

Feng Xue didn't panic at all. His figure suddenly rose up. The golden cloak covered the head of the left machine. He twisted his body and kicked the neck of the machine with his right foot.

With a dull sound, the head of the machine was torn off, turned into a football, and was kicked hard towards the machine on the right.

The powerful and heavy volley knocked the machine body more than ten meters away, but just when Feng Xue tried to pursue it, a thing no bigger than a fist suddenly exploded in front of Feng Xue's eyes.

"Buzz——"

Harsh buzzing and blazing white light covered the world in an instant, followed closely by the belated roar of machine guns.

The shells shook off the sound of firing and arrived in front of Feng Xue first. But at this time, these pilots did not understand at all that Feng Xue relied on vision to deal with thermal weapons.

Clear ballistic trajectories were constructed in Feng Xue's mind, and his arms turned into a chaotic afterimage in an instant. When the aftermath of the flash bomb disappeared, everyone who saw the battlefield scene could not help but be speechless for a moment.

The gray machine body was riddled with holes in the cover of artillery fire, and the enemy it was trying to drag down to death was still standing there, and in his hands, he was holding a handful of deformed warheads.

"Hua la la la la..."

The crisp sound of metal falling to the ground was as sweet as wind chimes, but to the ears of the remaining pilots, it was as chilling as the death knell of hell.

"Pa bang..."

The man who was unharmed by the machine gun fire gently patted his hands with the hands that had just caught the shells, and said with approval:

"Not bad, but if this is the intention, I must at least restrain my hands."

After saying that, he put on a boring expression on his face and sighed:

"Forget it, I'll come back to the God's Chosen Arena next year. I hope that those guys with the name of the God of War can give me a challenge by then."

After saying that, he stepped forward to the body that turned into a "scabbard", pulled out the Three-Day Sword, sheathed it slowly, then inserted it back into the thorns in front of the knees of the Huanglong body, and got back into the driver's seat. indoor.

But until the hatch on the chest of that magical machine was closed, no one could make the slightest move.

Because they knew very well that in front of this monster, their exclusive pilots were no different from the miscellaneous pilots.

The silky and draped cloak behind the demonic dragon-like body suddenly opened up, as if being fanned by dragon wings emitting black light. The violent airflow spread in the Lego Industrial Zone, and roars and shattering sounds came one after another.

Those buildings that had been chopped off by the terrifying sword before were sliding down from their foundations under the influence of the strong wind.

Wails, panic, and bewilderment spread throughout the ruined Lego industrial area, and the audience who witnessed all this could only see the remains of the sky rising into the air again, as if dyeing the entire sky. Black terrifying back.

Music with an ominous aura fell from the sky again, and dark clouds gathered at this time.

With a dull thunder, heavy rain began to fall...

As for why the protagonist wants to use a mecha instead of simply cultivating...

Social environment, brother, in a world without Xianxia culture, you tell him about cultivation? How does he understand? Why can the protagonist pick up strange stories about heaven in the world of gods? It's not because that world has established an understanding of gods and immortals. This is the cultural foundation.

On the other hand, in a world where even the word immortal does not exist, how do you spread the idea of ​​cultivating immortals?

And if you dare to promote "becoming a god", then you are directly and blatantly trying to take advantage of the situation, and you will be in a group fight the next moment.

As for mechas, whether they exist or not, they will have an impact when you open them.

Secondly, stacked armor is the standard for war. Ancient Tibetan armor is equivalent to rebellion. The status of modern armor has declined because it cannot withstand hot weapons, but the research and development of body armor has not stopped.

If there is armor that can resist missiles, then the era of stacked armor will come again.

So why can mecha be called a man’s romance? Because this thing is the embodiment of war, the ultimate presentation of the two concepts of "armor" and "weapon".

In addition, big is powerful, big is beautiful, and the "giant" image of the mecha itself will give people an intuitive visual impact no matter what kind of world it is in.

A huge robot holding weapons, and a fairy-like old man, the former is obviously more attention-grabbing. In the final analysis, unless there is already established cultural awareness, the "implicitness" of the Eastern system is not suitable for strange stories. spread.