The Prodigal Son Reborn

After listening to the host's introduction, Xia Mo really wanted to smoke, die, host!

Nima is worse than what? !

Does it have to be made by forming mechs? !

God knows that he was only rated as a junior mecha maker some time ago, and the only mecha he has synthesized so far is only a second-level mecha!

How does this compare with other people's annual championships? !

Xia Mo stood in front of the dilapidated basket, staring resentfully at Chen Junyu behind the crowd, Chen Junyu mouthed "Come on" to him, the corner of Xia Mo's mouth twitched, this man really does not hurt his back while standing and talking.

His eyes shifted to Randall, and he met those quiet ice blue eyes unexpectedly. Xia Mo's heart was beating like a drum, and he made a pitiful and sympathetic expression towards Randall.

Randall's hand resting on the hem of his trousers moved slightly, and then nodded slightly to Xia Mo, as if telling him: No matter what the result is, don't be afraid.

Mo Xia pursed her lips slightly, smiled at Randall, and then focused on the broken basket in front of her.

Chen Junyu keenly observed the interaction between Randall and Xia Mo, he glanced at Randall meaningfully, smiled and said nothing.

Seeing that the two contestants on the stage did not raise any objections, the host said excitedly: "Okay! Our competition is about to start! Before the start, we will give a brief introduction to the two contestants according to the usual practice! Dear audience, the one on the left is our Ivan, the star player of last year's championship, was once a high-level mech maker! The one on the right is a BeTa man with a familiar face! Uh, what's your name, please?"

Xia Mo was taken aback, and made up a random name, "Lan Xia."

Randall frowned.

Chen Junyu looked thoughtfully at the reaction of the big guy beside him, always feeling that the speculation in his heart was getting closer and closer to the truth.

"The one on the right is the BeTa male Lan Xia, and now it's..." He glanced at the badge on Xia Mo's chest, "A junior mecha maker!"

As soon as the voice fell, there were waves of booing below.

Everyone gave Xia Mo their thumbs up, Xia Mo licked his lips in embarrassment, and thought to himself: Can you stop doing this?I don't want to come up either...

"Okay!" The host signaled everyone to be quiet, and then said: "The introductions of the two contestants are over, and now, the competition officially begins!"

"Boom!" The drum sounded.

Aiwen glanced at Xia Mo disdainfully, his arms suddenly charged up, and he inserted his hands straight into the pile of parts.

At the end of Xia, it hurts to watch, tsk tsk tsk, these mech parts are all made of metal, isn't this Aiwen a steel frame?Is it not uncomfortable to be sick?

Aiwen's movements seem simple and rough, but if he borrows the mental power discrimination mirror, he can find that his manipulation of mental power is actually very sophisticated.

Randall looked at Ivan on the ring through the discrimination mirror, and frowned slightly, "This person is very powerful, what is the purpose of letting him compete with such a person?"

Chen Junyu smiled angrily, "Why, do you feel sorry for him?"

Randall glanced at him indifferently, then shifted his gaze to the ring, "I don't want my companions to do meaningless things."

"Oh." Chen Junyu smiled playfully, "Do you know where his limit is?"

"..."

"If there is no strong competitor, he will never be able to fully stimulate his potential. Then again, even if he really loses, so what? If he loses, he will be more aware of his own shortcomings and flaws."

Randall squinted at him, "I hope you're right."

The two turned their attention to the ring.

The host stood beside Aiwen, holding the microphone tightly in one hand and the basket in the other, and said passionately: "Aiwen is worthy of being the championship champion of last year, and he is extremely sharp when he makes a shot! He has synthesized dozens of pieces in just 5 minutes. A piece of spare parts! The speed has to be applauded! Let's take a look at Lan Xia's side again!" The host excitedly stepped over to Xia Mo's side, and was instantly stunned!

Nima, should he say "as expected"? !

This, this, this, in the face of a high-level mecha builder who has an absolute crushing advantage, this semi-disabled man named Lan Xia is really hurt!Five minutes had passed since the match, and the opponent's progress was in full swing, but he was standing on the edge of the basket in a daze, with a look of bitterness and hatred? !

Who is he pretending to be disgusting and disgusting? !

Do you know that we are competing now, dear!A little nervous, okay? !

The host wanted to burst into tears, and finally had someone hit the gun, but he gave up so unchallengingly—well, although he was sure that this guy would lose early in the morning, he didn't expect that he would lose even the last Do not struggle!

The host froze in place for a while, and managed to choke out a few words, "Aha! Faced with the fierce attack of the senior mech maker Aiwen, the contestant Lan Xia did not dare to slack off at all! He is currently thinking about winning with one blow." The method! I don’t know what kind of amazing performance he will have! Let’s wait and see!”

After this far-fetched commentary, the host was almost unable to handle it himself. Fortunately, he has a high level of professionalism. Even if the content is against his will, he can send and receive freely when facing the audience!

What the host said was not far from the truth.

Xia Mo is indeed thinking at the moment, but it is not a one-hit sure-win method, but what kind of mecha he should make with such a large basket of parts to ensure the highest level.

According to his practice experience this semester, he found that the more complicated the composition of the mech parts, the lower the final grade.Like the spaceship in the mecha manufacturing competition, because of its large size and large number of parts, its grade can only reach level two.

His eyes fell on the basket.

Roughly estimated, there should be hundreds of mechas in the basket.Compared to the thousands in the mecha manufacturing competition, it is much less.

According to his speculation, since the opponent Aiwen is a high-level mech maker, his work should be at least an intermediate level.If you want to defeat him, the work has to be at least level five!

Level five!

This is not a level that he can easily get now!

Turning his head to look at Aiwen, that guy is extremely fast, and he can already see that what he designed is a weapon like a heavy laser cannon.

Xia Mo didn't know much about offensive weapons, so he hesitated for a while and decided to make a protective shield.Although I don't know how practical it is, but fortunately, the structure is simple and does not require too difficult theoretical knowledge.

With a plan in mind, he immediately activated his mental tentacles.

Chen Junyu was tired from standing, so he simply built a super high chair, sat on it and sipped tea while watching, "Hey, he's ready to start. I know that by looking at that posture."

Randall stared at the ordinary-featured little man on the ring without saying a word, the corners of his mouth slightly raised - such a focused Xia Mo moved his heart very much.

At the end of Xia Xia skillfully manipulated the mental tentacles to disperse the filament-like ends, and the ends wound around the parts, and soon a layer of hazy shimmer appeared on the surface of the parts.

In just a few tens of seconds, he had a basic understanding of the parts in the basket, and then he began to try to combine these parts together.

The picture of him synthesizing the spaceship in just a few seconds at the mecha manufacturing competition suddenly flashed in his mind. For a long time afterwards, he kept trying to shape the mecha in an instant, but ended in failure without exception.

The process of constant failure is not good, and he is even a little frustrated.

However, he is not willing to give up. Instant forming is a skill that some high-level mecha masters have. Master Ye Wei has it, and Chen Junyu also has it. Since his rebirth, Xia Mo has never limited his development to ordinary high-level mecha makers.So he had to learn the instant forming skill sooner or later.

The host did not announce the time limit for the game, but he noticed that the stereoscopic projection on the wall was counting down. Looking at the display, there was still 1 hour and 45 minutes left. It is estimated that this is the time until the end of the game.

That being the case, he wasn't so anxious, instead he withdrew his hands, closed his eyes, and felt the spiritual power in his heart.

Since the host encountered the Waterloo of his career at the end of the summer, he no longer approached the end of the summer, but devoted himself to the annual champion Ivan.

"Ah! After half an hour of the game, Aiwen's mecha has been completed nearly half! Judging from the current appearance, it should be a heavy laser cannon! Heavy laser cannon! As we all know, Aiwen's synthesized mecha has always been The aggressiveness is the king, I don't know how shocking, surprising, and amazing the laser cannon is this time!"

After saying these words passionately, the host took a look at the end of Xia, I'll go, can it be more tragic? !

Half of the game time has passed, and the semi-disabled person still hasn't responded at all? !At this level, can he be pushed up by his companions? !Labor and management all shed tears of sympathy for him!