Chapter 113

Yan Peng smiled. Given his status and personality, he wouldn't argue with a streamer. He continued to advance the video, "If I'm not mistaken, that should be three punches. Let's all take a look together."

The slow-motion replay started, zoomed in. The Armor Tiger's catapult punch utilized Flash Strike. With the force of this Flash Strike combined with the striking technique, the entire Mecha felt like it was being propelled forward.

But that wasn't the main point. The punch cut in; let's slow it down again.

The fierce first punch made Saibutan feel very uncomfortable, but it wasn't over. Then, visibly, the Mecha's fist shook.

Boom, boom...

"A basic melee technique, Three Impacts, also known as the Three-Fold Wave."

Yan Peng said indifferently.

A perfect high-frequency triple vibration, the Armor Tiger's ultimate physical output; it couldn't be stronger.

Question marks and exclamation points flooded the chat. Zhuang Zhou silently glanced at Huonan, then stood up, shaking his arms and wiggling his butt, his eyes fixed on Huonan. He didn't say anything, but he had said everything.

Huonan stared blankly as the Mecha went *bang, bang, bang* like a pile driver; every hit struck into his very bones.

A massive Space Fortress descended into the livestream room. All fans who bet on Puppet to win could participate in the lucky draw and try their luck.

Then, it was emptied in a second.

Huonan's face turned even paler, his heart dripping blood.

On the other side, Li Hao received a friend request; it was from Saibutan. Li Hao accepted it.

Saibutan was listening to Yan Peng's analysis process. It was basically spot on; they were already very familiar opponents, so there were no surprises.

Others only saw him attacking wildly, but they didn't know the immense pressure he was under. Every attack was like a stone sinking into the sea, a strong psychological pressure. And when the Armor Tiger could completely dodge his attacks, Saibutan understood in his heart that that person was still that same person.

... He should be even more terrifying.

If he couldn't overpower him, he had to use the Mecha's advantages and combat experience. The Flash Strike knee-kick motion wasn't intended to hit at all; it was just a feint.

After his Flash Strike feint failed, Saibutan was already desperate. If he weren't on a livestream, he would definitely have spread his hands and said, "You handle it."

As for how the Armor Tiger broke the defense of the punch-weak fighter, Saibutan hadn't doubted that from the beginning. If he dared to choose it, he must have had his reasons. It was just that he hadn't expected to lose in the end to a Warrior's entry-level foundation—the triple punch.

Saibutan couldn't help but smile bitterly, while his teammates swarmed over, all talking at once.

"Boss, what's the situation? Who is this guy? Do you know him?"

"Was that a triple punch just now? How can you hit with that kind of effect?"

"Even a heavy Mecha can't hit with that kind of speed."

"Hey, Boss, you added him as a friend?"

"Didn't I hear that Puppet doesn't add friends?"

"Nonsense, look at who the Boss is! Adding him is giving him face!"

"I think I just agreed to Zola from the Galaxy..."

"... Could it be that he doesn't like women?"

Saibutan smiled bitterly, "Someone I knew before."

"Damn, how come there was no news about such a master before? What's his name? Which academy is he from?"

Saibutan shook his head, "That was a long time ago. Let's not talk about it."

Only the members of the Youth Class knew about this person, and only a portion of them at that. Only the participants knew about the incident back then; many people in the Youth Class didn't know the specific details. Afterward, each major Federation banned talk of the matter, especially those who had experienced it.

Huonan was silent. After all, he was a "dead volcano" now. Looking at the Earthlings in the chat who had taken his red envelopes and were still mocking him, Huonan felt like he was being pricked by needles. Why?

"Are you all stupid?"

Suddenly, Huonan blurted out. Zhuang Zhou was stunned, "Huonan, what did you say?"

"I'm saying, are you challengers stupid? The previous matches already made it very clear: this guy isn't good at marksmanship, he only knows melee. Why! Must! You! Fight! Him! In! Melee!"

Zhuang Zhou was speechless for a moment. It seemed, perhaps, there was some truth to that. After a while, he said, "Huonan, it's strange. Warriors at this rank prioritize accumulating experience and improving their abilities, rather than simply missing a good opportunity to spar for the sake of a ranked victory.

You don't understand this principle?"

"I don't care! I'm offering a bounty! Whoever can defeat Puppet, I'll personally reward them one million!"

Huonan roared.

Zhuang Zhou was dumbfounded. He didn't know that Huonan had lost quite a bit recently. Could he still afford this?

"Is streaming that profitable?"

Zhuang Zhou looked at Huonan with some envy. Small streamers like him really only made peanuts. "Huonan, you aren't thinking of going back on your previous agreement, are you? A deal is a deal. I remember Martians aren't that stingy."

Instantly, time seemed to freeze. Huonan's exquisite performance was suddenly a bit awkward. Damn it, when did this little brat get so smart? He really couldn't afford to play anymore. If this kept up, he would definitely go bankrupt. He was a professional streamer; he did it to make money, not to

lose money while shouting. So he wanted to pull a move of shifting shadows and changing the world, using one million to settle it once and for all.

"Yo, yo, yo, tsk tsk, so this is a 'pure Martian man' huh."

"I've seen it now, I've seen it now. Even chickening out has a strategy, not bad!"

"Huonan, if you're going to admit defeat, just do it openly. I only drew ten bucks from your red envelope; I'll buy a pack of toilet paper in a bit."

"Bragging like you're something else. If you don't have the diamond drill, don't try to do the porcelain work. Still a big streamer? You're not even as good as our little Zhuangzhuang!"

Huonan's style had clearly made many Earthling viewers hold a belly full of anger for a long time. Now that they had finally caught an opportunity, how could they let him off?

Huonan glanced at them, "What kind of dog farts are you releasing? I, a dignified ROM first-tier big streamer, would care about that little bit? Who are you looking down on? I'm trying to tell the Warriors that the process isn't important; the result is. That's life. Take down Puppet, upgrade your gear, and become a winner in life!"

For the vast majority of military academy students, even S Tournament players, 1 million was a huge sum, unless they had mines at home. At this stage, S Tournament players possessed honor, but not wealth.

But in the next three matches, two from USE and one high-rank Warrior from ROM, they all, without exception, chose melee and then lost soundly. After all, high-rank players who usually relied on diligence to accumulate victories posed no threat to Puppet. Currently, it seemed that either an S Tournament player or someone with a unique specialty was needed.

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Among them, the ROM match even made Huonan throw out a Spaceship. Currently, Huonan had made three promises in his stream: 1. If a ROM player loses, one Spaceship; 2. If a Federal S-rank player loses, one Space Fortress; 3. The person who defeats Puppet gets 1 million Federal Currency.

Not to mention the viewers, even Zhuang Zhou felt that if this continued, Huonan would probably leave this profession forever.

The moment Huonan, filled with tears, opened his Skynet with trembling hands, the Earthling viewers were a bit moved, so they emptied it in a second again, and very enthusiastically and "kindly" shared their luck with Huonan, hoping Huonan could feel their enthusiasm.

At that moment, Huonan felt the whole universe was targeting him. Why?

Since when did everyone stop caring about victory so much?

Chapter 111: Bang, Bang, Bang

Why would someone use a laser to blast me to death?

If I still had my skills from back then, I would have wanted to go down there myself.

A Youyou crossed her legs, laughing uncontrollably; those streamers were truly hilarious, insisting on going down there even though they had money, and Zhuang Zhou seems to be from Tianjing Martial Arts, it feels like the Fire Girl won't last much longer.

The Puppet is so strong and also very mysterious; that Weak King Spear match with the Armor Tiger is still fresh in her memory, after all, in her impression, her cousin is a very proud person, and she doesn't know who is more powerful between Li Hao and the Puppet; she suddenly felt like chatting with her cousin.

Girls don't particularly need to share, and in Tianjing, A Youyou didn't have anyone she could speak her heart to.

She dialed the Skylink, and on the other end, Dita's side was obviously a bit noisy; it looked like Alzi and Feynman were arguing again.

"What three-hit combo, that has already reached the realm of Triple Force, extremely rigid and extremely yang!"

"It shouldn't be there yet; if it were Triple Force, it wouldn't be as simple as just hitting in."

"Is there a difference? To use an Armor Tiger to strike at that frequency, that Puppet must be a monster!"

"A Youyou, when are you coming back?"

Dita ignored the two idiots.

"I will be staying on Earth for a while, do you want to come to Tianjing to hang out with me?"

"Hang out? Young Miss, I have to train, I'm not as carefree as you, and recently the team has encountered some challenges, I'm busy as hell; if you have something to say, say it, if not, then begone."

"It's nothing much, it's just that I met a special... boy..."

"Ah, ah, wait a second, don't hang up," Dita glanced at the team members around her, "I have very important matters to discuss, you guys continue, Feynman, keep a close eye on them, no one is allowed to slack off!"

"Okay, A Youyou, I'll change to a different place, let's talk slowly."

Dita said excitedly.

"Aren't you busy?"

"Are you kidding me? I'm your sister by blood, come on, tell me all about it, did you make a move? Is he fierce or not?"