Chapter 45: Wu-Style Dual Blade Flow

Powerful strength should be unleashed to the maximum extent—go fight!

Neither Mobile Suit took the initiative to use weapons; it seemed there was some kind of consensus. The engine roar continued for a few seconds, and all the spectators felt a bit strange... This opening is a bit unconventional, isn't it?

Just as everyone was puzzled, the mechas roared, and both Mobile Suits attacked simultaneously; the Dragon God Mecha was a bit faster.

At this moment, the Dragon God was like a fierce tiger descending from the mountain, suddenly leaping at a low altitude during its charge for a frontal mid-level stomp.

Boom...

The slightly slower Armor Dragon defended head-on, the mecha collision emitting a loud noise, but the Armor Dragon did not retreat. The Dragon God, however, had already used the momentum to vault into the air, delivering a downward strike; the Armor Dragon retreated while suspended in mid-air, and the Dragon God kicked at empty air, but upon landing, the Dragon God immediately lunged—Top-Heart Elbow!

Boom...

The Armor Dragon was knocked back directly, and the Dragon God Mecha pressed forward, its feet executing a swaying footwork, the Dragon God's iron fists raining down upon the Armor Dragon.

At this point, the Dragon God had lost its position, the entire mecha's head constantly shaking to dodge, and afterimages appeared. Wuzang's dozen-plus attacks in an instant all missed. During a lull in the frantic assault, the Armor Dragon stepped in, cutting straight into the center and throwing a punch. At this moment, the Dragon God Mecha suddenly retreated, having just dodged the Armor Dragon's attack. The next second, the entire mecha sprang out like a spring, throwing a punch toward the Armor Dragon Fighter. The Armor Dragon blocked with its left arm, simultaneously twisting its waist and rotating to sweep out with a right-arm punch.

Boom... Boom...

Hitting each other almost simultaneously, the two Mobile Suits opened up the distance.

The situation suddenly intensified. A few seconds later, the live broadcast room was covered in scrolling comments. These were all people who had watched countless matches; setting aside the details, this attack alone was extraordinary.

Wuzang could not describe his current feeling; it was too cool and refreshing—this was exactly the kind of opponent he wanted.

Shing...

The Titanium Blade was unsheathed. What was formidable about the Wu Family was their blade technique; back in the day, the nickname of Wu Fa was Lawless, and he relied on his close-quarters combat to run rampant and invincible.

The Armor Dragon's Titanium Blade was also drawn. With a bang, the Dragon God made its move. In terms of mecha performance, the Dragon God held an advantage in this kind of hard confrontation; even being a second faster was extremely important.

The Titanium Blade aimed straight for the center, the Armor Dragon jumped away from the blade, and both sides exchanged a hard punch—a brutal collision of muscle and steel. At the same time, the Dragon God swept a side kick toward the Armor Dragon's leg. While the Armor Dragon defended, the Dragon God's true killing move was a high-level kick with its left leg.

Boom...

Combining the void and the solid, fighting with both left and right.

The Armor Dragon Fighter stumbled, and the lethal Titanium Blade had already arrived. The Armor Dragon's Titanium Blade met it, but it was now completely out of position, in a passive defense. Once Wuzang opened up, he truly unleashed his killing intent.

Clang-clang-clang-clang...

A frontal, unadorned Rapid Blade Slash, maintaining the highest speed of connection to give the opponent no possibility of catching their breath or attempting to open up distance. Under this kind of impact, any movement would cause the mecha to lose balance or have its actions affected by inertia, while a mecha maintaining an offensive posture could execute completely lethal attacks.

Ding-ding-ding-ding...

While performing the Rapid Blade attacks, the Dragon God Mecha's blade strikes went lower and lower, and the Armor Dragon Fighter was forced to constantly lower its center of gravity.

Just at this moment, shing...

The Dragon God Mecha disappeared???

—Swallow Return.

The final strike of the aggressive downward pressure turned out to be a feint; the Dragon God Mecha had already leaped behind the Armor Dragon. This was a lethal, behind-the-back finishing blow.

The entire arena was silent. What kind of operation is this, what kind of physical fitness?

Is this Wuzang?

A year of obscurity—this is not a case of "wasted talent," this is a Supernova of the USE.

At this moment, it was completely impossible for the Armor Dragon to move; let alone a mecha, even a human could not dodge this!

Clang...

The completely lethal blade was actually blocked by the back-turned Armor Dragon Fighter with a reverse-hand block???

—Back Blade Technique!

Having blocked the strike, the Armor Dragon suddenly twisted and rotated, sweeping a violent elbow strike backward. The Dragon God Mecha braced its elbow to block, and the mechas crashed together again. The roar of the engines and the sound of steel colliding made one's blood feel like it was burning.

The recent round of suffocating, frantic attacks meant Wuzang's stamina was surely in a state of decline, and the Puppet, having defended against all the attacks, began to counterattack.

Pushing away with an elbow to create a bit of distance, the Titanium Blade slashed straight toward the center in a high-frequency chain of cuts.

Ding-ding-ding-ding...

Rapid Blade Slash!

But Wuzang did not give the Armor Dragon a chance to chain its attacks. Taking a deep breath, Wuzang's pupils contracted. Despite being in a passive situation, he fought back head-on.

Boom...

Blade against blade.

Sparks splashed. Reckless King Opening Path, Reverse Blade!

At some point, Wuzang's Titanium Blade had changed to a reverse grip. The extremely close distance made the Reverse Blade completely the most terrifying short-range killing move, the blade light enveloping the Armor Dragon.

The Armor Dragon, just about to launch a counterattack, was instantly suppressed.

Zhou Naiyi and the others looked at each other in dismay. At this time, the EMP Hall of Tianjing Martial Arts was already packed with people. No one spoke; everyone was staring fixedly at the screen.

Wuzang was truly too low-key. Everyone knew he was strong, but no one knew just how strong. And fighting until now, it felt like almost no one could block these first few moves; not only fierce, but ruthless, like a bloodthirsty tiger baring its Fangs.

Facing a close-quarters Reverse Blade, how to respond?

The Puppet gave the answer: Reverse Blade against Reverse Blade. The two Titanium Blades clashed hundreds of times in a short period. The mechas constantly emitted creaking sounds. The high-intensity operation was a drain on both the mecha and the pilot; whoever couldn't hold on first would be finished.

And in this aspect, the Dragon God had the advantage.

The two Titanium Blades locked together, and the two Mobile Suits refused to give an inch. The mecha wrestling was accompanied by the roar of engines. Suddenly, the Dragon God Mecha head-butted the Armor Dragon Fighter—fierce!

But the Armor Dragon suddenly leaned back and withdrew its blade, attempting to retreat. Although it missed, Wuzang, with his adjustment ability and strength, immediately seized this lethal opportunity to follow up. However, the Armor Dragon, seemingly in an out-of-control retreat, delivered a flying kick, directly striking the over-extending Dragon God Mecha.

The Dragon God Mecha instantly tilted forward. All of Wuzang's supporters at Tianjing Martial Arts found it hard to breathe for a moment. What kind of monster is this? How come all the disadvantages seem like traps?

Greeting Wuzang was a knee strike from below and the reaping of the Titanium Blade.

With almost no hesitation, Wuzang made his choice: dodge the Titanium Blade and take the knee strike.

Boom...

The mecha shook violently, but Wuzang forcibly swallowed the blood surging into his throat and pulled away the distance. The Armor Dragon Fighter did not pursue, and the Dragon God stopped only after pulling back six or seven meters.

Wuzang intensely steadied his breathing, the Qi circulating within his body. It's not enough, it's still not enough.

The Breathing Method he had practiced since childhood forcibly boosted his physical fitness. At this moment, Wuzang had brought out his strongest fighting spirit.

On the other side, the Armor Dragon Fighter's engine emitted a faint sound, its Titanium Blade pointed diagonally at the ground; it made no move, yet at this moment, it gave people a feeling of being invincible.

No one beeped at this time; everyone knew that if Wuzang couldn't bring out some ultimate move, Puppet might attack.

Shing...

Dragon God Mecha, another Titanium Blade was unsheathed.

Dual Blade Style???

Wuzang held two Titanium Blades, one with a forward grip and one with a reverse grip; the Dragon God Mecha stared fixedly at the Armor Dragon opposite it like a bloodthirsty beast.

Yet the Armor Dragon Fighter seemed to make no move, just watching its opponent; the atmosphere became heavy, the Dragon God Mecha's engine roared continuously, Wuzang's Dual Blade Style?

Boom...

The Dragon God Mecha lunged, instantly rushing toward the Armor Dragon Fighter, both Titanium Blades striking.

Shing...

One Titanium Blade pierced through the Armor Dragon's left arm???

Including Wuzang, everyone at Tianjing Mecha Martial was about to cheer, but the next second, Wuzang's expression changed abruptly, instantly losing all color.

The Armor Dragon had already pierced through the Cockpit with one blade...

Boom...

The Tianjing Mecha Martial EMP Hall, which had been on the verge of boiling over, suddenly encountered absolute zero and was completely frozen; the moment hope was ignited, it transformed into utter despair.

A strike without a trace of flair, cold to the freezing point.

Puppet wins!

The livestream room of Zhuang Zhou and Huonan had already surpassed eight million in popularity, the screen filled with question marks; a sudden death battle?

Huonan was calm and composed, showing no intention to speak, while Zhuang Zhou was full of questions; that's not right, they were evenly matched before, and it felt like Wuzang had a great chance, so how did it suddenly end in a one-shot death?

Puppet continues the winning streak.

"Who exactly is this person, are they really that awesome?"

"This kid from the Wu Family doesn't seem to be up to it."

"Are you blind? You wouldn't even last thirty seconds if you went in; this attack pattern is already heaven-defying, as for the details inside, I can only say Puppet is too godlike."

"Really? I don't feel like this person is that amazing."

"Wait a while for the expert commentary to come out and you'll know how deep the water is in this!"

The livestream room was also full of discussion, and the VIP holographic broadcast was even livelier; they could also watch the holographic replay. The Tianjing Mecha Martial hall was the most heated; after all, it was Wuzang. First of all, Wuzang was certainly not weak, but the question was how did he suddenly lose?

Did a serious mistake or misjudgment occur?

Li Hao took off the sensor; Wu Xun was actually right, Wuzang's tempering is necessary, otherwise he gets anxious at critical moments. He had been steady before, but at the end, he wanted to use an ultimate move, leaving a huge opening. Moreover, he hadn't mastered the Dual Blade Style at all; at most, it could be called two blades, and having an extra blade is actually useless.

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