Chapter 132: Face-Return Dragon Awl Flash

The entire live broadcast room fell silent, and the EMP Halls of the various military academies also wore expressions of all kinds; some were emotionally stirred, seemingly having anticipated this moment for a long time, while in most of the EMP Halls on Earth, eyes were filled with worry—reaching this day was truly a form of hope.

Just at this moment, a boom instantly jolted everyone awake.

The Armor Dragon fighter that had been hit had already executed its final Flash Strike.

A cold sneer appeared on the corner of Costa's mouth; the laser shield blocked the lower half, the laser eye fired—die!

At this moment, the Armor Dragon fighter, having lost its right arm and left leg, although it had finally entered close-quarters combat range, had no hope left; attacking the lower stance was useless, as the laser shield could block a heavy blow no matter what, and for the upper attacks, the titanium blade was simply not as fast as the laser eye—before the titanium blade could land, it would be enough for the Armor Dragon to die several times over.

*Zeng... *

Finally, the Armor Dragon arrived at the Red Flag Base, and the two mechas crossed paths.

*Boom... *

"Nice~~~~" Huonan roared, waving his arms, and at this moment, the EMP Hall of the Wolf Martial A-Class Star War Academy had completely become an ocean of cheers; this was something other Martian academies hadn't achieved, but they had done it—their top guerrilla Warrior Costa, he's awesome!

All sorts of wolf howls erupted; the Martian way of releasing emotion over victory was always the most passionate and surging.

"Finally finished off this idiot, let him show off, shoot him to death!"

"Haha, I told you showing off gets you struck by lightning; this kind of show-off will be finished sooner or later."

"I hate that bad habit of Earthlings the most, they just love to act mysterious; when they can't make it in the S Tournament, they prop up an internet celebrity to save face—dream on."

"Haha, this year it's still Mars and the Moon vying for hegemony; Earth is already old, it's time to step aside."

——Puppet wins!

The system's voice had long been drowned out by various discussions and shouts, but the close-ups and prompts on the big screen could still be seen; this was the winner's shot.

A tattered Armor Dragon still stood there, its entire body covered in pits and bumps, along with deep scratches; it was missing a right arm, lacked a left leg, the only remaining left hand gripped a titanium blade, and its right leg stood very... steadily!

And on the other side, the Kuangtu yer was sparking, its upper body split open by a large jagged gap...

*Boom... *

???????

*Roar~~~~~~~~*

Zhuang Zhou roared, waving his arms, followed by the cheers from the Tianjing Mecha Martial EMP Hall; then the barrage of comments rolled back, and the Earth audience went completely wild. At this moment, the VIP holographic broadcast had already exceeded five million viewers, an unprecedented record.

Yes, there really were people who didn't believe in bad luck and paid to watch; they felt Puppet could win.

And these people had persisted until the end.

Compared to the frantic shouting, there was even more skepticism: how could this be? It was absolutely impossible to win; let alone a top expert like Costa, even replacing him with an ordinary pilot would have resulted in a win.

At this moment, the Langwu Star Battle Academy was completely furious; this is damn impossible, the Earthlings cheated, this is absolutely impossible!

And at this moment, the members of the Langwu Team were silent, their faces all looking very ugly, yet an abrupt laugh broke out from one person.

It was the hysterical laughter of Lone Wolf Romero; after laughing, Romero's expression turned ferocious—it was him, it was definitely him!

Romero's eyes, which had long lost sensation, began to ache again; the chance for revenge had finally come.

The big screen provided a close-up of the final kill.

The Armor Dragon's desperate Flash Strike, but the angle had been completely predicted; the laser shield blocked the lower path, the laser eye struck the upper path, yet the Armor Dragon fighter drew a vertical S-curve at extreme distance, completely faking out the laser eye, and struck back with the titanium blade.

This was two levels of difficulty beyond the Swallow Return—the Dragon Awl Flash!

The entire venue was dead silent; why?

Why, in a situation where the mecha had suffered such heavy damage, could he still execute such a high-difficulty maneuver? Not only high-difficulty, but precise; and facing such a predicament, it was the only method—it couldn't even be called a method; a mecha missing a leg being able to use a Flash Strike was already an S-Grade level feat.

Could it be that the USE still had people above S-Grade?

Huonan was in a difficult spot, but he didn't panic: "Brothers, don't rush, wait for the replay; there's a problem here. Puppet's final move counts as escaping death, he is indeed skilled at close combat, but how did he dodge the inescapable net before that?"

In an instant, it exploded; it was indeed true—two Flowering Shells, plus six Fiber-Guided Sidewinders; how did you, a mere Armor Dragon, come out of that unscathed?

The analysis video came out.

Huonan jumped straight to the key point: two Flowering Shells launched into the air, six guided Sidewinders; this was absolutely going to hit, there was no possibility of interference or evasion—this was technology, not metaphysics.

But the moment the missiles were fired, the Armor Dragon's laser fired six shots in succession.

Slow motion, and the trajectories were provided; although the moment of explosion couldn't be captured, the massive energy burst and gravel completely obscured it, but the trajectories showed that Puppet had likely performed precise locked-on shots.

This was the only possibility to survive the attack of the Fiber-Guided Sidewinders; from the pitted surface of the Armor Dragon, one could see this was caused by the impact of explosive gravel fragments, but clearly, it wasn't a direct hit—otherwise, ten Armor Dragons would have been gone.

The analysis video pushed forward; the Armor Dragon attacked. At this moment, Costa's performance was stable; his mindset hadn't been affected, such as thinking about how the opponent got out, but instead, he made the correct attacking suppression—this was something an average Warrior could never do. Moreover, he didn't underestimate his opponent, knowing that while the Gatling firepower was fierce, it was hard to constitute direct damage against a Mobile Suit that was extremely skilled at movement and evasion. Once approached, the Kuangtu mecha would be passive, so the Gatling fired at the position, and the laser eye struck the blind spot. Facts proved that Costa had no errors, but at the last moment, the Armor Dragon executed a Flash Strike, giving an upward impulse—actually a downward arc—then surged up for a diagonal slash; when it gave that "vertical S" arc, it was already over.

This was the Flash Strike—Dragon Awl Flash; in the entire Solar System Alliance, there were only a dozen or so Warriors who could use it in actual combat, all of them top-tier kings.

When the analysis video ended, the number of live viewers broke through fifty million; this was the highest record for a random-match personal live broadcast.

In fact, the experts from Earth's major military academies were all watching this match, and seeing this scene, they could only marvel, because it was truly too exaggerated. Even though the Real Mode used in the EMP only had 70% of reality, it was already exaggerated enough; there wasn't much difference from on-site combat. What kind of mental fortitude did this person have? He was practically like a robot.

At the Tianxing Mecha Martial Military Academy, the Tianxing Team where Dita belonged was already a regular viewer of Puppet's battles; Feynman had even become a fan, and recently he had been acting a bit mystical, always feeling that the USE was hiding some big secret and that something would happen in this year's S Tournament.

"He was hit in the left leg on purpose," Dita said faintly.

"Yes, calm as a machine; he needed to be hit in the left leg to complete the balance for the Dragon Awl Flash," Feynman nodded.

"And it fucking lowers the opponent's psychological defenses; this is a monster. And Team Leader, did you see his marksmanship? He controlled the recoil very steadily; he's definitely a veteran!" Alzi shook his head directly, "I even want to spar with him on marksmanship."

Dita shook her head slightly, "I, for one, would really like to know how he dodged the attack of the two Flowering Shells. The explosion of two Flowering Shells has a total of 176 armor-piercing shells ejecting indiscriminately; if it were you guys, how would you dodge?"

Feynman and Alzi looked at each other; clearly, as top experts, they had also discovered the problem. Of course, they wouldn't all be aimed at the Armor Dragon at once, but in that environment, how did the Armor Dragon dodge them?

"I'm afraid one would have to lie down; if you're lucky, you might be able to dodge it," Feynman thought for a moment and said.

Dita shook her head again, "If you lie down, the timing wouldn't be right. A mecha falling down to dodge an attack and then getting up to charge—there is a huge time difference in there. But look, the time the Armor Dragon broke through doesn't look like that."

"Haha, Team Leader, don't joke; you don't mean to say that this guy directly dodged the Flowering Shells, haha... ha," Alzi looked at Dita's serious face and gradually couldn't laugh anymore.

"This year's S Tournament is full of hidden talents; remember that Sniper? And this Puppet, he's also likely a military cadet. A lean camel is still bigger than a horse; the Earthlings still have their foundation."

Amidst the various cheers, Huonan's brain was spinning rapidly; the boss's intention was to sanction Puppet, not to let him show off. This damn thing let him succeed in showing off again—what to do?

A spaceship landed, followed by a Space Fortress booming as it descended into the live broadcast room; the audience was also a bit hyped. The limited-number red envelope lottery really could draw quite a bit, with the biggest prize being tens of thousands of Federal Currency.

"Holy shit, Huonan is generous!"

"It's rare to see such a magnanimous streamer, even if his IQ is a bit of a problem."

"Don't say that, Boss, be generous. Boss, keep going, we believe that one day you will defeat the Puppet God, we all support you."

"I believe it too, Huonan is mighty, but if you keep going like this, won't you really go bankrupt? Do you want to come to Earth to sell yourself?"

"I feel like I can get rich just by watching the livestream every day. Not bad, I'll add a bowl of soy milk to breakfast tomorrow, two bowls!"

Looking at the barrage, Huonan was smiling on the outside but cursing on the inside; these bastards took his money and still mocked him.

Huonan clapped his hands, "Well played, Puppet. It seems you heard my critique and practiced your marksmanship hard. Then I have to say a few words: last time it was agreed to do the Grosso Basic Test, why did you stop halfway? Quite a few people waited all night. One should be generous; look at me, I do what I say. The Grosso Basic Test is considered S-rank. I have nothing else, I'm just rich. If you can get an S rating, I have nothing to say, one Space Fortress. Puppet, I know you're watching the livestream, don't play dumb. Do you dare to draw your sword against me, you coward!"

(Actually, a bit of inspiration came from the explosive popularity of the "A-walking monster" on the Korean server; at that time, I really hoped it would be another Uzi.)

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