Chapter 362: Dragon-Slaying Moment

"Beautifully fought!" Even Wu Fa couldn't help but cheer. Seemingly flustered, in reality, as soon as this kid entered combat, he instantly seemed like a different person. He enjoyed it immensely, his mind terrifyingly clear. Based on the positioning and angles, he knew that trading one-for-one with the opponent's sniper was definitely not a loss, and this meant the coordination between the sniper and the Centaur no longer existed. "To be able to find a target while in motion under such interference and danger, he's a good seedling."

This is a bona fide talent-type Warrior; he has no killing intent yet possesses such a train of thought.

Lagrange's expression was solemn. This move couldn't be criticized. That Barrett was simply an idiot; he exposed himself the moment he fired. The radar would have a lock, so he should have been vigilant. Snipers understand snipers best; the general direction was immediately clear, and the possibility of a counterattack already existed. To relax his vigilance just because he had teammates nearby—damn it.

Although Fa'ao defeated Zuo Xiaotang, there was nothing to be happy about.

Being two-on-one and getting traded, and with a sniper at that—it was simply shameful enough to reach Pluto.

But the matter had reached this point, and it was beyond remedy; he needed to close in on Romero.

Zhou Naiyi and Wuzang planned to ambush Beitan and Jiluo, but clearly, they had overthought it; the first round of laser bombardment had already been unleashed.

Zhou Naiyi and Wuzang were the core leaders in their usual training matches, frequently facing off in head-to-head battles at the level of Aofei and Luo Bi, so their coordination was very tacit. As for Jiluo and Beitan, it went without saying; as old teammates, their tacit understanding was exceptional.

Jiluo's Blood Sacrifice Mecha lunged at Wuzang's Black Night Saber. Accompanied by a loud boom, Beitan's Death Penalty Mecha soared into the air from behind. Who would fight you one-on-one? We intended to eliminate the weakest, Li Hao, right from the start. 2v2 and 1v1 are two different concepts. That wasn't where Langwu and Tianjing Martial Arts were going to widen the gap; top-tier teams often display super-powerful combo techniques in team battles!

Almost the moment they closed in, the Flowing Heart Martial Arts of Jiluo and Beitan erupted, thunder and electricity shooting everywhere. The Blood Sacrifice Mecha lunged desperately at the White Night Mecha; this was precisely the trump card of Jiluo and Beitan: Langwu Style—Blood Sacrifice Thunder Cage! At the same time, the Hook Sickle Battle Axe of the Death Penalty Mecha also soared into the air, burning with flames. Langwu Style—Hellfire Zuini Guillotine! Zhou Naiyi had expectations for everything; what Kepler,

what S-Tournament, only the battle between him and Roro remained.

Wu Family: Gale Steel-Breaking Slash! A bit... wild.

Fa'ao's Burning Will entered its peak, the Tianhuo Changmao in his hand shining with light. The Centaur Mecha retreated at full speed, man and machine as one—that is my Glory!

Gift one.

Regarding Zhou Naiyi, Roro still had expectations; he could be considered the most ruthless one

outside of Mars.

The Blood Sacrifice Mecha was directly pierced by the Yao Ying Athena. Wuzang's flaming Guillotine leaped up again, but the target had already pulled away, which made Wuzang very annoyed. Damn it, why is the Wu Family's ferocity so underhanded!

While the audience at the scene was delighted, they still felt Roro was a bit irrational. At this time, he should have occupied the Red Flag Base; he had the time advantage, the geographical advantage, and the support of the base's laser cannons. He actually just walked out like that. What kind of state is that?

Behind the screens, the audience was stunned, and the contestants were also in dead silence. Facing the crazy charge of the Centaur King, that person actually raised his blade on the spot, cutting it in two with a single strike.

Langwu Double-Kill Style—Heavenly Net Beast-Trapping Guillotine! The Martian woman was stunned; she hadn't expected Kuangwu Daren to say that, because this was precisely the bravery most revered by Martians—beyond strategy, they revered the one-on-one duels between the strong....

"Ancient Martial Arts disciples might not be able to break through in terms of offensive means in the current blooming era of mecha combat, but in terms of defense, the solid foundation of Ancient Martial Arts is truly not something that can be settled with a single hammer blow!" Kuangwu Daren said, "Now Tianjing Martial Arts is already in the lead." Kuangwu Daren smiled, "This isn't for show effect; Puppet God has his own ideas. I dare not say anything else, but there is definitely respect for Zhou Naiyi in this."

Cong Jie directly occupied the Red Flag Base, and the combat map lit up with the coordinates of the Red Flag Base.

A despairing coordination with no blind spots—how could Li Hao defend against it with the White Night Mecha? And at this moment, Romero's reaction was very fast, directly using the Athena Gale Thrust with all his might, but the start was half a beat slow, making it impossible to kill one before Li Hao was dealt with.

The paralyzing power of Jiluo and Beitan hit the gale and completely dissolved. Blood Moon topped the Blood Sacrifice's

Titanium Claw. The White Night Mecha retreated smoothly. In mid-air, the Death Penalty Mecha used Flash Strike, and while predicting and dodging Romero's attack, the Hook Sickle Battle Axe slashed toward Li Hao. The White Night Mecha was neither fast nor slow; the scabbard and Blood Moon crossed to block Wuzang's terrifying Guillotine.

The students of Tianjing Martial Arts couldn't believe their eyes. A sniper traded one-for-one against two, and over here, two-on-two, they actually achieved a perfect result. Is this still the Tianjing Team we know? It was a luxury they didn't even dare to dream of, but happiness just came so suddenly.

The spear struck out!

The Blood Sacrifice Mecha wanted to trade lives; even if it meant being blown up by the Yao Ying, it had to restrain Li Hao and create an opportunity for Wuzang.

Luck seemed to be leaning toward Tianjing Martial Arts; Roro's White Night Saber 2 was the first to discover the Red Flag Base.

But the Martian woman didn't like it; Mu Jiang, damn it, isn't a Martian! Boom.

Dragon-Slaying Moment!

The spear pierced the sky!

It wasn't locked down at all, bouncing off with a flick. However, Jiluo and Beitan no longer had a chance. Clang, clang, clang...

At this moment, the Tianqi people were all waiting quietly. There was a meaning here that outsiders didn't understand. That's right, this is the S-Tournament, but so what? Just like how all Tianqi people still had to give Li Ge a gift after seven years, some things were already carved into their bones and could no longer be changed.

The Guillotine missed. The White Night Saber 2's footwork was sharp; with a Cross Step, he went from retreating to attacking.

There was no fluctuation in Zhou Naiyi's single eye either. Reaching this point was no accident; he had experienced many battles, some with the wind at his back, others in a major headwind. He had done everything he could, and in the end, it still came down to a life-or-death battle between him and Roro. He was already prepared; he believed Cong Jie must understand too.

The Martian woman's heart was trembling. Be a bit more reckless; she never dreamed that Li Hao and Romero would actually win. The key here wasn't how good their coordination was, but Li Hao—that kid from the Wu Family is too monstrous.

The Centaur Mecha was already charging; he couldn't stop. What stopped wasn't the present, but a lifetime of courage. The entire arena was in dead silence.

The Centaur Mecha strode past, running toward the base entrance, but as it ran, its body split apart.

Everyone widened their eyes. At this moment, the White Night Mecha's Blood Moon left its sheath, a gale rose, and a ray of light flashed by.

Now there was an opportunity to solo-kill Li Mo placed in front of him; would he choose to retreat and wait for his teammates, or charge?

The Underworld Fire Fighter finally crossed the forest and appeared in front of the White Night Mecha. Both appeared in each other's field of vision at the same time. At this moment, the White Night Mecha's engine roared....

Cong Jie eliminated.

The Martians at the scene screamed frantically. Having eliminated the two effective forces of Li Hao and Romero, Langwu would seize a huge advantage. Zuo Xiaotang had been eliminated, and Cheng Konghai's Thunder Mecha had lost its way; he was moving away from the Red Flag Base, and coupled with the slow movement speed of Heavy Armor, it was possible he would be timed out.

As long as the Thunder power got close, the paralysis effect didn't need to be fully exerted; as long as Li Hao was delayed, it was over.

This is the S-Tournament, a critical team battle; can you give the S-Tournament some face?

Boom.

"Hehe, until the very end, no one knows what the result will be. Mu Jiang is still messing around; his mindset is still in streamer mode. This is Langwu's chance!" the Martian woman said, "Of course, in terms of show effect, Mu Jiang performed very well; he can add an egg later." Son of Wind

Li Wu!

The Blood Sacrifice Mecha could only take it head-on, claws sealing it, body twisting, but he forgot that they were facing the King of Heavy Mecha, the Yao Ying

Athena!

Roro saw the battle situation, his expression unchanged, piloting the Black Night Saber as he slowly walked out of the base, standing at the entrance, waiting for his opponent's arrival.

Dita had been watching. She had thought Tianjing Martial Arts was going to be eliminated, but she didn't expect them to come back to life. Not only did they survive, they even had the advantage, and then Roro started acting cool again. Even at the S-Tournament, he was still like this; it really was... a bit handsome, very handsome!

This was something Jiluo and Beitan had completely not anticipated. The drawbacks of beast-type mecha also appeared; it couldn't perform the kind of small-range, flexible dodging that humans could. The key was that no one expected Cong Jie to defend against a fatal attack with such ease.

The White Night Mecha unloaded the force with a sway, the mecha let out a boom, twisted, and ejected. The White Night Mecha thrust toward the Blood Sacrifice Mecha; at the same time, the Yao Ying Mecha used Flash Strike, a pincer attack with a Gale Thrust from front and back.

This was a fighting spirit of going down together; he wouldn't retreat, he didn't fear death. Fa'ao had truly entered his strongest state. The Black Night Saber didn't move; he could predict all possible dodging directions. He believed in his own Centaur Mecha.

Flash Strike Swallow Return!

It wasn't just us who were affected; there was also... Roro!

That's right, it was him, the legendary King of Apocalypse.

Without a moment to catch his breath, Wuzang's eyes were blood-red. Just as the Hook Sickle Battle Axe in his hand was raised, two Mobile Suits crossed past each other.

The Blood Moon carved out an ugly arc, and a loud explosion sounded before me, Shadow Flash Strike—Athena Gale Assault!

However, I was tricked again; Li Hao's Gale Steel-Severing Slash cut straight through, and my Wind Force was not brute force, but the Wind of Heavy Spirits.

At this moment, the Blood Moon had not yet been sheathed, and the White Night Fighter had not even turned its head; he was waiting for his true opponent to arrive.

Zhou Naiyi's Nether Fire Fighter was approaching at high speed; she had already turned off her teammates' microphone, she had no teammates.

Centaur King K-Hel was roaring, and his heart was also roaring; as a Mars Warrior, the chance to make a name for himself had arrived! Li Hao and Zuo Xiaotang were both panting violently; that momentary exchange had already used up every ounce of their strength, and neither of them had expected that they would actually pull it off.

A gust of Wind appeared in front of the White Night Fighter???

Kuangwu Daren was very calm; actually, what he wanted to say was that victory was already at hand, but it was better to play it safe.

This was the demeanor that only the strongest kings could possess. One could only say, elegant!

Zhou Naiyi had not yet arrived, and Fa'ao was the first to approach the Red Flag Base.

The speed of the Centaur King was truly fast; this long-distance raid could be called the

No. 1 in the Mecha

world, and he had already seen the White Night Saber at the base entrance.

The Blood Moon was unsheathed, and a streak of red light tore through the air. What kind of blade technique was that?

bq.

Kulu Jingling