The Prodigal Son Reborn

The atmosphere at the scene reached a climax because of the arrival of the two major forces.

Randall led the team to the front of the end-of-summer lineup and took a seat closest to the arena.

As soon as the five people sat down, the people who supported Mo Xia seemed to have finally found their confidence. More and more people were shaking their clothes and screaming. In the end, more than 1000 people all stood up and cheered.

Mo Xia looked greedily at Randall for a few seconds, then restrainedly withdrew his eager gaze, and walked behind the metal frame.

Zhao Yang looked back and forth between Randall and Laurent. Both Randall and Laurent had their eyes on Xia Mo. He felt a little uncomfortable, but he didn't show it on his face.

"Everyone, please note that the competition starts at 4:45, lasts for one hour, and ends at 5:45." He pushed aside as he spoke, "Now I announce that the challenge between Zi Xu and Xia Mo has officially begun!"

As soon as the voice fell, Zixu immediately entered the state of standing at the head, and her mental power was stimulated in an instant. I saw that she was holding a component in one hand, facing the interface of the two components, and then slowly approached. , and finally form an inseparable whole, the whole process takes less than 2 minutes.

The audience in the stands saw her flowing movements through the three-dimensional projection, and couldn't help feeling: "As expected of a second-level mech maker, the speed of component synthesis is so amazing!"

Zi Xu looked at Xia Mo provocatively, and casually put the newly synthesized parts into the artificial intelligence detector.A few seconds later, the detector emits a red light and automatically broadcasts: "Synthesis point 1, quality rating 3."

Hearing this result, thousands of spectators immediately began to discuss in low voices.

"It's amazing! It's a third-level component, so she already has 4 points. I don't know! What's going on at 110."

"I don't think 110 is very nervous, but I don't know if his reaction is because he is determined to win or because..."

"Hush! Keep your voice down, do you see the two Highnesses sitting in front?"

"Almost forgot."

When Lance heard the comments of the people behind him, he felt angry for no reason, and wished he could jump up and tear their mouths open.

But the question is whether Xia Mo can win, he himself has no confidence.Although he knew Xia Mo's talent was against the heavens, lack of post-training was a blemish, and now he was head-to-head with a second-level mecha maker from the beginning, so he felt uneasy no matter how he thought about it.

He looked up at Randall, and saw that he was sitting in a stable position, and he didn't seem worried; looking at Zhang Li, Chen Qie, and Wu Zhe, they all had a confident attitude. Are you too unconfident?

The expression on the exquisite face was unpredictable, Randall tilted his head, gave him a deep and indifferent look, "Calm down."

Lance pursed his lips, stretched out his hand and grabbed Randall's clothes, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Emperor, what do you think about the end of Xia..."

"He will win."

In just 10 minutes, Zixu has synthesized 3 parts, including two of the third level and one of the second level. Such an excellent result will undoubtedly make the audience's blood boil -------- especially those who put all their wealth on Zixu people!

Look at the end of Xia again. He watched Zi Xu's performance from the perspective of a bystander from the moment he came on stage. Since he didn't have much expression on his face, everyone couldn't figure it out, but this expression of inaction made him The supporters are extremely depressed!

After observing for nearly 10 minutes, Xia Mo was convinced that he had understood the entire game process.

He closed his eyes slowly.

Seeing this, the supporters were excited!It's almost like running around to tell everyone!

Seeing him close his eyes, Zixu couldn't help but sneer, is this person a fool?Close your eyes and still be able to see clearly the interfaces of components?snort!Miss Ben is waiting for you to make a fool of yourself!

Zhao Yang, who was standing in the audience, also shook his head and sighed, his actual combat ability was so weak, it really blinded him by 110 points of spiritual power.But that's good, otherwise, if he really grows up, his senior will probably be inferior.

Song Xiu clung to Laurent's ear and said softly, "My lord, at the end of summer..."

Laurent's smile was still as standard as the set procedure: "Let's just watch. If he can really compare with Zixu, then no matter what price we pay, we must get him; even if we can't, he is so powerful His opponent must also be destroyed as soon as possible. Of course, if he loses, it can only mean that 110 mental power is not that powerful, and his existence is dispensable."

Song Xiuru was enlightened: "My lord is still thoughtful."

After Zixu was contemptuous and disdainful at the beginning, he devoted himself to the game.Her thoughts are simple and rude. When dealing with a so-called genius like Mo Xia who only lives in an ivory tower, she must use her strength to completely crush her, so that he will never dare to daydream again!

Her speed was getting faster and faster, and the time to synthesize a part was shortened from 2 minutes at the beginning to 1 minute. The synthesized parts were thrown into the artificial intelligence detector one by one, and the mechanical voice broadcast sounded continuously.

"Synthesis point 1, quality rating 3."

"Synthesis point 3, quality rating 2."

"Synthesis point 2, quality rating 3."

"Synthesis point 2, quality rating 3."

"..."

There was almost no interruption in the voice broadcast, and the expressions of the audience gradually changed from being stunned and shocked at the beginning to being numb and meaningless. After 10 minutes of the game, Zixu's comprehensive score has already approached the 200 mark!

But at the end of Xia, there is still no movement!

This made the hearts of more than 1000 people who supported him tremble, and they didn't dare to take a breath!

Xia Mo closed his eyes, and the dense mental tentacles all penetrated into the metal frame under his control. He tried to make each mental tentacles correspond to a component.

There are 4000 parts in the metal frame, and he needs to control [-] mental tentacles at the same time, which requires a lot of mental power!Usually, only senior mecha makers can achieve such large-scale and high-precision mental power manipulation.Even though the idea is crazy, but with two actual combat experiences in the imitation forest, Xia Mo believes that he can do it!

From a distance, it seems that he just closed his eyes and did nothing, but the [-]D projector still clearly captured the difficult look on his face.

Looking at the slightly pale face in the projection, Zhao Yang couldn't help but smile in his heart: From this point of view, no matter how high the mental strength is, only lack of actual combat experience will not work.Haha, I'm really glad that I lost a strong competitor.

Although he suppressed the heat in his eyes, he turned his gaze to Randall who was sitting in the distance.

Only a person like himself who possesses both talent and diligence can get into the eyes of His Royal Highness Randall.

Hahaha……

The game went to the last 20 minutes.

In the huge three-dimensional projection, Zixu's total score has reached 350 points, but at the end of summer, it is still bright red and dazzling "0 points"!

After the restlessness at the beginning, the auditorium was silent, and there seemed to be another invisible mass above the arena, making everyone breathless.No one cheered because of Zi Xu's amazing performance, and no one criticized and ridiculed because of Xia Mo's mediocrity.Such a weird atmosphere is very different from the warm atmosphere that should be expected in a normal game scene.

In the dead silence, someone suddenly said softly: "The game has already been decided, Zixu, Zixu will win."

This sentence was thrown into the water like a blockbuster, causing violent repercussions over time.

Many spectators who supported Zixu planned to leave - this game without any suspense was not worth their time wasting.

A few spectators sitting in the back row stood up and left through the back door. With the beginning, the audience couldn't sit still anymore.

Song Xiu noticed the changes in the arena, and said softly to Laurent: "My lord, the outcome has been decided, there's no need to watch any more, let's go?"

Laurent glanced at the pale Xia Mo with complicated eyes, nodded slightly, and stood up, and the rest of the team followed suit. With them taking the lead, almost all the audience who supported Zixu stood up.

Laurent put his hands in his trouser pockets, but instead of going to the south passage when he entered the arena, he walked leisurely towards Randall and the others.He stopped in front of Randall with a gentle and harmless smile, "Your Highness, are you still leaving?"

Lance frowned, about to explode immediately.

Randall stopped him, then slowly raised his head, his ice-blue pupils looked straight into Laurent's eyes, and after a long time, he only said four words, "The winner is not decided."

Laurent raised his eyebrows, looked at the audience who were leaving, and smiled faintly, "Only you, Your Highness, and your companions think that the outcome is undecided."

Randall said nothing.

Zhang Li, Chen Qie and Wu Zhe stared at Xia Mo on the field without turning their eyes.

Lance bit his lip and stared at Laurent, looking fierce as if he could pounce on him at any moment.

Seeing this, Laurent raised the corners of his mouth and hooked his hands at the people behind, "Let's go, without hindering the disciplinary committee from continuing to watch the game." After speaking, he took the lead and walked to the North Road.

After the few people walked away, Song Xiu stepped forward and said in a low voice, "My lord, we can win the game. You will tell the cabinet about this matter later, and your lord will be very happy."

Laurent looked at him with satisfaction and said with a smile, "It makes sense."

Several people walked towards the exit unhurriedly, and just as they were about to enter the passage, an unfamiliar mechanical sound sounded.

"Synthesis point 10, quality rating 5."

"Synthesis point 9, quality rating 5."

"Synthesis point 14, quality rating 4."

"Synthesis point 5, quality rating 6."

"..."

He paused, feeling an ominous premonition in his heart. He turned his head slowly, and saw that in the scoring projection representing the end of Xia, the score was increasing at a speed that was difficult for the human eye to see clearly. In just 2 minutes, Zi Xu's score is far behind!However, the score did not stop because of this, and within a few breaths it was close to the 800 mark of the competition record!

Song Xiu and the others also turned their heads, seeing all the changes in the score in the field without changing their expressions!

"How is it possible?! How is it possible?! Doesn't he have no foundation in mecha manufacturing?!"

"There must be something wrong with the detector!"

"Yes, that's right! It must be a malfunction of the detector!"

"..."

After a short period of stupefaction, the audience who stood firm in the arena suddenly turned upside down!

"Damn it! It's so lucky that labor and capital stayed! Otherwise, such an unprecedented counterattack of rebirth from adversity would not have been seen?!

"Hahaha, I bet 110 yuan on 3000! Nima must double this time! Great!"

"Genius is a genius, if you don't make a name for yourself, you will become a blockbuster! How can a trash fish match?!"

"..."

Lance stared stupidly at the score on the screen that had broken the historical record of 800, and suddenly laughed idiotically. He reached out and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and cursed: "Why are you so good?! The labor and management are worried so long!"

Randall patted his head lightly, "Where did you learn the swear words?"

Lance smirked "hehehe", and after taking a few deep breaths, he jumped up suddenly, grabbed Wu Zhe, and Qiqi gave Laurent his middle finger!

Laurent's face was ashen, staring at the score that was still rising on the screen, he clenched his fists secretly, then flicked his sleeves, trying to suppress his anger, and said to the people around him: "Aren't you leaving?!"