Chapter 275: Military merit 1

The entire theater.
In the large rear area of ​​defense, the situation becomes more obvious.
Under the impact of the Wanling Legion, there are only three areas that can stand still.
These three areas are supported by three large mechas.
Three mechas, two white and one red, faced in front of a large torrent of Wanling.
It is like a reef standing in the black water, firmly holding the whole situation.
Compared with them.
The flying Wanling Legion is like countless black pressure on small flying insects, and you can smash a piece with a sword.
Each of the three has a terrifying sense of resonance, which is turned on by a high-intensity sense of time.
The giant swords in the hands of the three mechas seemed to disappear and could not be seen at all.
There are only phantoms, flashing and flashing around from time to time.
But the invincible posture of the three major mechas did not last long.
Soon, within the Wanling Legion.
A black spirit body separated the legion and transformed into a huge black panther, flicking its two tails and rushing towards one of them.
"Sequoia, do you think you will win?"
The black panther roared, the feeling was fully open, and turned into a black phantom, suddenly entangled with the red mech.
"I don't want to win, I'm going to chop up all your trash !!" The red mech growled. Swords exploded at full speed.
The sense of speed of the two is almost the same, and suddenly stuck.
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On the other side, a large white mech wielded a sword and exploded two miscellaneous soldiers.
Suddenly his body backed away.
With a snap, it just happened to avoid a black claw mark.
"Are you cutting fast? Just now."
A panther with two tails also appeared quietly behind the white mech body.
"It's not pleasant at all. It's boring to chop these rubbish." The white mech turned around and threw away the shield, holding the sword in both hands.
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In another area.
The last big white mech is about to step forward to support others.
Suddenly brushing twice, two panthers appeared beside him.
"Where do you want to go?"
"You are a fairly famous genius pilot recently, Phantom Sword Rem? It doesn't look great."
The two black panther all-body bodies are obviously standard bodies.
It's like the Stars Council imitating the seventh-level spirits.
These panthers are obviously mimicking human mechas.
Their body structure can be transformed into a human-shaped mecha mode, which is convenient for holding weapons and armor.
The two black panthers quickly transformed into leopard-headed bodies, with two claw gloves in their hands.
"I'm Rem, but where did you hear the shameful nickname Phantom Sword?"
Inside the white mech, a cold and dull male voice came out.
"Don't talk nonsense with him when you are sure, kill him together, and then go to support others!" The other black panther spirit body said in a deep voice.
The two black panthers don't say much anymore. The sense of time opens, and the body brings out the afterimages of the Tao, and immediately struggles with Rem.
The battle is stuck.
at this time.
There was another Panther All-Essence body, flying from many All-Essence Army, rushing to Rem's location.
Obviously, it is to gather the superior power and first slash the pillar mech division of the stars.
The three of the stars stared tightly.
It is already a bit difficult for them to deal with the four panthers.
This type of psychic body is born with extremely fast speed and extremely aggressive destructive power. Extremely difficult to deal with.
In this small siege, among the invited intermediate mech divisions, there are only six who can deal with the Panthers.
There are three pioneers in the front and three defenders in the back.
Allocation is complete.
Originally according to intelligence, in this stronghold, at most there are only five-headed black panther models.
They have already dealt with four heads in the rear, and now suddenly there is another black panther.
This means ... it is possible that the information is seriously wrong!
"Information is wrong, prepare to retreat." Rem lowered to remind in the Star Wars channel.
"Afraid of anything! I'll carry this one!" The red cedar inside the red mech got angry.
His eyes were bloodshot, and his hands almost disappeared into two phantoms on the console.
"You're crazy! I don't want to die if you want to die!" Inside another white mech, the uncle who was previously bored suddenly said annoyed.
"Withdrawn!"
"My daughter is still in the stronghold! Can't withdraw !!" Sequoia said angrily.
"The situation is not right. The strength of this stronghold exceeded our expectations and was destroyed." Rem said calmly.
He raised his hand to block a black panther rushing from the side, elbowed it with his backhand, and staggered the other black panther.
But the third black panther went straight to his position.
Rem narrowed his eyes and dealt with two black panthers, which was already his limit.
If there were more, he had to withdraw his flagship.
Just when he started the engine and was about to evacuate.
Suddenly, the extra black panther turned and drove straight to an empty space on the edge of Rem.
clang! !
Black Panther's forward momentum was like hitting a reef, and the front was firmly blocked by a white armor.
When the Panther opened in an instant, he rushed towards the opponent again.
But no matter how fast he is, the white mecha is still not fast or slow, accurately blocking the rush.
Rem and Sequoia were stunned.
"Where did this guy come from? I remember there was no special master in the mecha division we invited?"
"I don't know, no matter what, someone is a good thing to block. Kill!"
Rem agitated the senses and resonated with full force when entering. Fight with the two black panthers again.
In this small-scale battle, there are six famous mecha divisions.
Rem is the convener of the encirclement and suppression mission and naturally knows the list best.
Now this extra person has no reputation at all.
"Is it impossible to be a master hidden in the folk?"
Rem had no time to think about it. Black Panther's pressure became more and more urgent, forcing him to concentrate and deal with it.
The entire rear theater was divided into four pieces at once.
The three Rem blocked three Panthers.
The last black panther was blocked by the white armor that appeared behind.
Wang Yiyang sat in the cabin.
Hands are concentrated on the operating table.
The white mech he used and the sword shield grasped the rhythm of black panther attacks.
Obviously the speed is not as good as the other side, but still firmly blocked its offensive.
Although blocking the other party.
But he still clearly feels that although the Mechastars of Stars are powerful, their speed and flexibility are far inferior to this panther.
These panthers are themselves transformations and do not require manual operations like the mecha division.
At the same time, they are not limited to human form, as long as it is conducive to improving actual combat, they can be modified into any shape.
Even the core chip of the brain that carries consciousness. Can also be replaced at will.
This allows them to exert 100% of their combat effectiveness.
The mecha divisions also need to resonate with the mecha and also need to manually operate the action.
In any case, it was at least two shots slower.
"That is to say, to cope with this Black Panther body, at least the perception must be stronger than him. Or the fighting skills are stronger than him."
Wang Yiyang raised his shield to block the Panther's sprint.
The huge impact carried him back and forth.
"The first layer of life swordsmanship can't handle it. Then the second layer."
He erected a huge sword and adjusted his perception to the frequency of shock.
Each layer of life swordsmanship corresponds to different breathing frequencies.
This frequency can forcibly improve the grasp of opponents.
The higher the number of layers, the more able to grasp the opponent's rhythm. The more you can find the opponent's flaws and fatal points.
Combined with the silent killing instinct that Wang Yiyang once obtained, the effect is even stronger.
Raised to the limit of the sixth layer, Wang Yiyang can even achieve the effect of predicting the opponent's actions vaguely one second in advance.
It's just that perception is too expensive. He couldn't support it for long. It can only be used as a hole card.
"The first layer increases the perceived consumption by about 10% per minute. After the improvement, the responsiveness and accuracy can be improved by 15% in the test. Let's see the effect first."
Wang Yiyang treats Black Panther purely as a tool for exercising and testing himself.
He waved his sword and blocked the surrounding Panther attacks with continuous precision.
Black Panther clearly felt that his opponent was different from the previous one.
Just now the other side was only able to block him. In fact, for a long time, he will still not be his opponent.
But now, the opponent's rhythm and speed seem to have improved.
This kind of improvement is not a feeling of openness.
"I didn't feel it when I opened it ...! This guy, what's going on?"
He had only seen this skill before in the hands of some genres of various stars.
At that time, he felt that the companions killed by the genre mech divisions were simply waste.
Now it was his turn to really face it, only to realize that the situation was not good.
"Xiemen!" The black panther aroused the perception and once again increased its speed.
At this time, his perception is infinitely close to the ninth level state.
The body seemed to turn into black lines, constantly attacking Wang Yiyang quickly.
Fighting again and again, rushing again and again.
Every time it seems to be counted by the other party.
Even more frightening, as time passed, Black Panther gradually felt that his own offensive and retreating, defensive, and even moving the route began to be mastered by the other party.
He was like a flying insect that crashed into the cobweb.
No matter how struggling, you can't get rid of the fate that was gradually pulled into the middle.
Shit!
Finally, a sword broke his barrier, leaving a scar on his shoulder.
This is followed by the second and third course.
As time went on, there were more and more scars on the black panther.
He gradually felt powerless.
The opponent didn't even feel the time ...
This made his despair grow bigger and bigger.
Finally, he was insane and slowed by a beat.
It's such a shot.
Shit!
A large white sword pierced his left chest with precision.
"Thank you for your sparring." Wang Yiyang calmly said. Great sword crossed diagonally.
Shit! !
The whole body of the Black Panther was torn apart and divided into two.
boom! !
The flame exploded into a fireball in a huge explosion.
Wang Yiyang raised his shield to block his body, backed away for a while, and looked at the others.
It's just that the number of the Wanling Army is obviously wrong.
The star army in front of the fleet is losing ground.
From afar, the stars are surrounded by siege.
The same is true for the fleet.
On average, a group of star warships will face two Wanling warships to shoot.