Vol 3 Chapter 878: Substitute 4 teams
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Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy
- Departing Song of That Year
- 1304 characters
- 2021-03-03 11:59:41
"Standing so high, if it weren't for the light curtain, I would have thought the meteorite had fallen."
Bai Mao put his hand on the fat man's face and muttered.
"Bitch, can you not put your hand on my mouth."
"Yes." Bai Mao still didn't mean to withdraw his hand.
With the sudden appearance of the Zong Councillor, the atmosphere once again stopped.
Then there was an uproar.
Obviously, the emergence of this kind of island airborne method exceeded many people's expectations.
However, the island did not land on the ground, but floated at a distance of 100 meters from the ground.
The middle-aged man in the light curtain smiled, but the condescending feeling made many people instinctively upset.
But in the next second, Mr. Zong explained the reason why the island did not land.
"The academy phalanx of the mecha tournament, ready to take off!"
The voice of majesty spread throughout the stadium.
Then with a hum, a translucent energy shield suddenly rose up around some square array areas on the huge circular stands, and those students were instantly wrapped up.
Then slowly rise!
And the opposite station area between Dingchuan Academy and the Konya War Academy, after the mentors of both sides expressed their views at the same time, unexpectedly rose to the ground in the rumbling voice!
"The real battle platform is in the sky, where there is a wider area."
After the original fighting platform with a length of 300 meters floated into the sky, countless silver-white metals spread immediately around it, and all the rising platforms were connected at this moment.
One after another, the stands began to lift off, and the connecting area in the sky became larger and larger.
In the end, a super giant sky arena with an area ten times larger than the stadium emerged in the air shockingly.
At this moment, everyone collectively lost their voices.
"Dawn Academy has prepared such a big battle!"
"God... How much does it cost? This is a floating city made."
"I never thought I would be able to see a venue of this level. The impression that Capital Star gave me is now only one...spend like money."
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"It's just the technology of synchronized floating and splicing of the stands. It has not appeared in the entire United Galaxia Federation. The Sugon Academy is unfathomable."
"It is said that the cost of this Sky Arena exceeded 1.5 trillion stars..."
"The reorganized fleet of an elite division can't exceed 700 billion, this kind of specification..."
This time it was a conversation between several senior mentors from other colleges.
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"I am the chief engineer of mechanical design of Aurora Academy. You can call me Professor Xenovia. Below, I will give a brief explanation for all mecha contest participants."
"This mecha battle is divided into two steps, namely individual mecha competitions and the final team battle."
"The personal mecha competition I said is the stage for you to show off your skills, that is, in this sky arena, you can fight with confidence, it will definitely be able to bear the weight of the mecha, trust me."
Professor Xenovia's face appeared on the holographic light curtain, and the mole near the eyebrows of the clear face could be seen with several textures.
"As for the academy team battle...I believe you will definitely question how to fight on this bare platform?"
When this was said, there was a lot of discussion below.
"This old guy is really appetizing!"
Bai Mao curled his lips there.
"Yeah, the team is a bit too much in this field, right? There is no technical content." Next to the fat man, a student with a polarized lens said angrily.
"Hahaha, dear students, of course we do not engage in team battles in the Sky Arena!"
Professor Xenovia said cheerfully.
Suddenly fainted in the stands...
This kind of unscrupulous professor is beyond their imagination.
"Ahem~"
"Individual competitions and team competitions have their own independent qualifications, and the final awards are also different awards, so this time in order to give everyone the best experience..."
Professor Xenovia paused deliberately, and the surrounding stands were quiet, apparently crowds who were pulling their necks intently listening to the conversation.
"The Sky Arena will lead you to the most professional and shocking part of the planet... battle, battle, city after the individual competition is over!"
"Over 50 square kilometers of all-terrain battle city, here you will drive mechs to appear in all the scenes you have seen in Battle.net. So, by the way, thank you PO Pan Galaxy Group, the sponsor of Battle City!"
When hearing all this, the students who were keen on Battle.net battles were already extremely excited.
Pieces of cheers were rising, and the fighting competition below also ended.
"After 30 minutes, the mech warfare-the individual competition officially begins!"
"Please make preparations for the participating members of each college."
Xenovia disappeared immediately after speaking.
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The fighting situation did not appear in the eyes of these mecha players.
They just came out of the preparation room.
Standing on the edge of the team, Mu Fan opened his eyes and looked at Gu Yunyou carefully. At first, Young Master Gu calmly maintained his demeanor.
As a result, Mu Fan's eyes never looked away, and Young Master Gu gradually raised a little hair...
"Why look at me that way?"
"I didn't expect you to appear here." Mu Fan said honestly.
Gu Yunyou glanced around and saw that no one was paying attention, he leaned in and said in a low voice, "I just came here to mix the qualifications, just ignore me."
He was standing at the edge of the team, and Mu Fan had watched for so long and found that no one in the team seemed to be talking to Gu Yunyou.
Obviously this is isolated.
Coupled with Gu Yunyou's own words, it was obvious that none of these arrogant members could appreciate such a backdoor member.
"Let's get to know each other first. Mu Fan just arrived at the stadium and did not participate in the preliminary training. I will arrange it in 1 minute." Bach said briefly, and the students began to look at each other.
Mu Fan immediately felt a lot of gazes around him, and those gazes contained scrutiny and doubt.
"He is the strongest rookie?"
"Before I came, he was responsible for the movement of Lan Duxing. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"
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While whispering, a tall, thin, tall young man with calm eyes walked in front of Mu Fan.
Mu Fan and Gu Yunyou immediately stopped talking, the person in front of them turned out to have had a relationship with him...
The vice president of the Mecha Society, Ghost Tiger Crocker.
"The captain of the participating team for this mecha match is me. Hello, first-year student Mu Fan." Crocker's voice can't be said to be friendly or cold, he always does.
Mu Fan obviously didn't mind any expression, smiled and nodded, "See you again, senior."
"What is your goal?" Crocker asked directly.
"Champion!" Mu Fan replied without even thinking about it.
After he finished speaking, there was a sneer nearby.
Kroc shook his head, "I know that you are the driver of the Thunder Owl, and I still remember the rhetoric you said when you enrolled in school, but there are some things I must remind you."
"In this competition, all the mechas are at the same level, and you will meet a lot of unheard opponents before. Everyone is on the same starting line, and all they have is their true ability."
Speaking of this, the atmosphere is already a bit wrong.
The smile on Mu Fan's face also disappeared, "What do you mean?"
"I don't want to comment too much in the individual competition. Since it's here, I have a chance to play. Just try my best."
"As for the team game...I hope you and your friends will enter the fourth team."
Twenty people, according to strength, are the first, second, third and fourth teams.
The fourth team, not even a substitute...
A nice name is to visit the team, study team.
There was no expression on Mu Fan's face, nor did he utter a word.
But Gu Yunyou next to him gave a playful look at Ghost Tiger Crocker, and then smiled softly:
"I have no opinion."