Interstellar journey to another world

Quiet, the ultimate quiet!

All the spectators looked at the six broken mechas motionless in the arena in disbelief.

This is not true!

Is this fake?

how come? How come the "must-win" team we support fell flat so quickly?

An illusion, it must be an illusion!

Maybe this is the brothers' tactic of feigning death to confuse the enemy and then counterattack.

It wasn't until the system's announcement came clearly that their illusions were ruthlessly shattered.

“The winner of this competition is the ‘Monthly Team’, and we would like to express our congratulations!”

"Damn it, it's true, 'Must Win' really lost!"

"No! It's my points!"

"It's over, it's over!"

"Why so fast? This is too fantasy! Do you have one minute?"

"What a minute, not even half a minute! This team is too strong!"

"The most important thing is that there are still two team members who have not taken action! The general is at the back. Could it be that...these two people are stronger?"

"Hiss, the strength of this team is terrifying!"

"Don't talk nonsense, it must be that the 'must win' brothers didn't put in their full effort, which gave them the opportunity!"

"What's a 'must win'! It's more like losing if you must, ah! My points! So many points!"

......

There was more than one person in the audience wailing. Almost half of the audience were fans of the "must-win team", and many people bet a lot of points on them.

When the results came out, they were stunned.

Tragic, really miserable! The points you worked so hard to save are just gone!

When the audience looked at the members of the "Must-Winning Team", they no longer had the same enthusiasm and admiration as before, and only resentment and complaint remained.

After Mo Ci and others won the game, they did not show off in any way. They quietly exited the field and returned to the waiting room.

"Ding" "ding" "ding"...

The sweet sound of points arriving echoed in my ears.

"Damn, the competition points have arrived so quickly, let's see how much there is! Wow! That's a lot of money!" Yan Fei exclaimed.

"As for that! He looks like he has never seen money before!" Shen Du snorted coldly.

"If you don't care, you can give it to me! I don't think it's too much!" Yan Fei choked.

"She's not beautiful, but she thinks beautiful!" Shen Du stabbed him again.

"Okay, okay, you two, stop arguing. It's not embarrassing to act like a three-year-old child. Mo Ci, hurry up, press the battle button again, let's have another match?" Zhou Qingyu said.

"Okay! Okay! Sister Zhou, it wasn't my turn just now. This time I have to do whatever I want." Yan Fei quickly agreed.

"You want to win points!" Shen Du revealed his true purpose coolly.

Yan Fei gave him a look and said what the truth was!

Seeing that no one had any objections, Mo Ci chose to fight again. After the big screen rotated quickly, it stopped on the name "Envoy of Underworld".

Ugh, this is too hellish!

Who is so talented? Such a gloomy name.

With a flash of light, several people were teleported into the arena again.

Fans who had just watched their exciting game and chose to follow received the news immediately.

Damn, these guys are so awesome! Don't you choose to rest? It's only been a few minutes and the next game is about to begin!

Do you want to clear the level in one fell swoop and reach the finals immediately?

In an instant, these people called friends and rushed to tell each other, and even more troublesome people spread the news to every corner of the school forum.

In an instant, it attracted the eyes of countless people.

As soon as Mo Ci and others entered the arena, they found that the audience was already full.

Several people looked at each other and it seemed that they were fans and cheerleaders of the opposite team again.

"Month by month! Month by month! Month by month!"

Um? Mo Ci and others opened their eyes in surprise. Did they have fans so quickly? This speed is okay!

The fans of "The Messenger of Hell" were not to be outdone and shouted loudly:

"Messenger of the underworld, seducing the soul!"

"The Underworld Messenger, the Terminator of the Arena!"

"Oh my, who came up with this slogan? This tone is too loud! If they are the messengers of the underworld, we will be the hell gods!" Yan Fei joked.

"Don't be poor, they are coming!" Mo Ci whispered.

In a flash of light, six burly men entered the arena.

Hiss, Yan Fei couldn't help but gasp, this outfit is too weird!

I saw these people wearing a set of long black robes, with a skull pattern drawn in the middle of the robes. The most bizarre thing is that these people also wore pointy soul seduction hats and held soul seduction flags in their hands.

With this look, if he went out at night, he would scare one or two to death.

It was originally an extremely ugly and alternative outfit, but the fans liked it and cheered, cheered and chanted.

"Tch, pretending to be a ghost!"

Mo Ci nodded, feeling that Yan Fei's evaluation was quite accurate.

In a blink of an eye, the game begins.

Mo Ci took the lead in launching an artillery attack, and the shells hit the "messenger" opposite him.

Not to be outdone, that one immediately fired back with artillery fire.

The two cannonballs collided in the air and exploded, kicking off the competition.

In this competition, everyone unanimously chose to fight together, and each person chose one person as their opponent.

After Mo Ci saw that the blow missed, he immediately pulled out the propeller and rushed towards the man at an extremely fast speed.

The man frowned and looked at the speeding antique mecha, with deep suspicion in his eyes. This mecha was wrong!

It was too late, but it was too soon. In the blink of an eye, the two met together.

Mo Ci drew out his energy sword and slashed at the man. The man raised his sword to fight back.

The sounds of "ding" and "dang" came and went, and the audience cheered one after another.

Mo Ci was well aware of the shortcomings of his mecha, and the battle must be resolved quickly. He immediately increased the input of his mental power and increased the speed of the mecha to the extreme.

The big knife in his hand grazed the opponent's neck faster, and "Gululu"'s big head rolled on the ground and ran far away.

After Mo Ci killed his opponent, he looked back at his friends.

Yan Luo wiped the blade slowly, but his eyes were fixed in the direction of Mo Ci. In front of him was a broken mecha that fell to the ground. The ability driver was emitting billowing white smoke. He couldn't be more dead!

Zhou Qingyu ended earlier. Before the opponent could clearly see the appearance of Zhou Qingyu's mecha, he was beaten out with a stick. The power system of the mecha was severely damaged, and he was furious on the spot!

Luo Yao's weapon is a long whip. Although her movements are gentle and strong, and very beautiful, their lethality is astonishing. Not even a minute after the two of them met, she hit her face with a whip, and then With another whip, he received the box lunch and was eliminated.

Shen Du didn't even move. He raised the cannon and fired a burst of fire. After the loud "boom" sound, the opponent's mecha could no longer find a complete place. Suddenly!

Yan Fei was anxious when he saw that everyone had ended the fight. The sword in his hand was out of control and his virginity was broken frequently. His opponent seized the opportunity and kicked him to the ground.

Yan Fei's face turned red and he hurriedly dodged, trying to avoid his opponent's fatal blow.

After the "boom" sound of the cannon, the opponent's mecha suddenly stopped, then fell to the ground and stopped moving.

Yan Fei looked over at the sinker that had just lowered the barrel, and muttered in a low voice: "Mind your own business!"