The Prodigal Son Reborn

The audience gasped, their eyes were wider than the gongs, and they couldn't believe that their omnipotent Canda would lose to their opponents!

After a brief shock, there was a loud moan of heartache.

"Oh my God! Before entering the arena, I added 3000 Lahu coins from Uncle Zhang, betting that Canda will win! Now that Canda loses, what should I do?!"

"Damn it! What are you?! Labor and capital put the miniature spaceship and the humanoid mecha in!"

"Can you ask Uncle Zhang to return the money to me..."

"Go dream!"

"Ah! The reality is too cruel! I was thinking of making a good comeback this time, but I didn't expect... Could it be that I'm really the reincarnation of a bad star, whoever I bet on loses?"

"..."

Lance covered his eyes, and only looked at the arena from between his fingers, "Mi Xia, how could Xia Mo lose?" Is it because I kept pestering him to share my experience last night that caused him to lack sleep and perform abnormally? !God!The consequences are too serious!

Wu Zhe raised his head from his brain, saw the situation on the field, pouted his lips and said indifferently: "Isn't it normal to win or lose? He is a mecha builder, not a mecha warrior who rushes into battle..."

"What do you know?! I bet hundreds of thousands on him!"

Wu Zhe grinned, and muttered in a low voice: "Who told you to like gambling so much, you deserve it..."

"What did you say?!"

"It's nothing."

"Bengong heard it all! You are so audacious to argue with me!"

The two twisted together while talking, Randall glanced at them both lightly, and said indifferently: "Image."

Lance returned to his position in an instant and sat upright, but his eyes were still staring at Wu Zhe fiercely.

Wu Zhe gave him a blank look, then lowered his head and continued to look at Guangnao.

on the arena.

The humanoid mech pointed a large submachine gun at Xia Mo's forehead, "Admit defeat?"

At the moment when the gun was pointed at, Xia Mo was not as disoriented as he was at the beginning, as if all his attention was focused on the little bit of skin that was in contact with the gun.His mind was extremely fresh, and he felt that he still had endless potential and power that he had not yet realized.

throw in the towel?This is a word that only existed in the previous life.

His eyes slowly moved up from the muzzle of the gun, and he still looked directly into the eyes of the humanoid mech without fear, and suddenly hooked the corners of his mouth, "Why should I admit defeat?"

Cai Feng frowned, and pulled the trigger as if.

The scene of the confrontation was zoomed into the air, and the audience was so nervous that they dared not breathe; the host clenched the microphone tightly, ready to stop at any time; several field managers stepped on the arena with half their feet, and would rush up if there was an accident!

However, Randall's performance at this time was the same as usual, with cold facial features and firm eyes.

Zhang Li crossed Lance and asked him softly, "Your Highness, do you need to stop the game?"

Randall was silent for a moment, "No need."

"What?!" Lance lost his voice. Although he really felt sorry for his hundreds of thousands of Lahu coins, when the money was put together with the future emperor's nephew, he would choose the emperor's nephew without hesitation!Besides, maybe a large part of the reason for his abnormal performance at the end of summer today is himself!

Lance grabbed Randall's sleeve and begged in a low voice, "Brother Emperor, let Xia Mo admit defeat. Let's not compete, shall we?"

"He won't lose."

"What?"

Randall looked at him with his head tilted, and repeated word by word: "He won't lose."

As if to prove the correctness of this sentence, the audience exclaimed!

Randall and Lance turned their heads to look at the arena at the same time, and saw the humanoid mecha back several steps in shock. This is not the point, the point is that the submachine gun in his hand has disappeared and only the handle is left!

"Mental power discrimination mirror! Mental power discrimination mirror!"

While Lance repeated the term unconsciously, many shocked viewers also found out the distinguishing mirror and put it on.At first glance, they were taken aback!

"Damn it! What is that soft white silk thing?!"

"Please have some common sense! With this level, you dare to watch the game of Canda University?! How shameless!"

"Mecha manufacturing blindly seeking explanation!"

Just when everyone was talking about it, the host also came to his senses!He supported the mental power discrimination mirror with one hand, and said passionately: "Canda is worthy of being a mecha manufacturing genius! The quantity and quality of mental tentacles alone are enough to kill all senior mecha makers!"

Hearing his words, the blind mecha builders probably understand that the white silk threads that almost completely surround Xia Mo are the spiritual tentacles; high!It's so amazing? !Really long experience!

"The attack of the mental tentacles made it impossible for Cai Feng to guard against! After the submachine gun was ionized and decomposed, Xia Mo's contestant aimed at the humanoid mecha controlled by Cai Feng! Seeing this familiar scene, I have to mention Xia Mo's in the preliminary round. Amazing performance! I don’t know if you still remember that the second-level humanoid mecha controlled by Wang Mian, the opponent of Xia Late in the preliminary round, disappeared in the blink of an eye, and never appeared again in the subsequent rounds!"

The audience immediately gathered together in twos and threes to discuss in low voices.

"That's right! You guessed it right! Contestant Wang Mian's humanoid mecha disappeared not because of a mechanical failure, but because it had been ionized and decomposed by contestant Xia Mo! It can be seen that the mecha maker and mecha Warriors also seem to have a naturally hostile side! Facing a strong opponent like Mo Xia, how should player Cai Feng deal with it?!"

Cai Feng is sitting in the control room, because the host's commentary is deeply aware of the current crisis situation!

Although he had learned about the combat mode of a mecha builder before the competition, but the instant forming and ionization decomposition are the skills of an advanced mech builder!At that time, he thought that a junior mecha maker was at most the level of an intermediate mecha maker, but he didn't expect that there was such a non-human as Mo Xia!

How could he be so unlucky to meet the one in a thousand oddball?I'm going to cry to death, okay? !

Xia Mo stood motionless, looked at Cai Feng who was tens of meters away, waved his hands, and said lightly, "What are you doing hiding so far? Come here quickly. Don't you want a quick victory?"

Cai Feng's facial features are distorted!

I really want to make a quick decision, but the premise of doing this is that you are an idiot who knows nothing!In this situation, even if I want to decide the winner as soon as possible, there is no way!Unless labor and management take the initiative to admit defeat!

According to the information he had checked, Cai Feng knew that every mech maker had his own mental power extension threshold.As long as it is outside the extension threshold, even Xia Mo's hands and eyes can't ionize and dismantle his mech. In this way, he only needs to attack outside the safe range.

Grasping this point, Cai Feng began to fight guerrilla attacks around the end of Xia.

After making a full posture with a feint attack, he suddenly pulled out the particle cannon and pointed it at the end of Xia.

The audience exclaimed, "Particle cannon! That is the upper limit particle cannon loaded by the second-level mech weapon! Could it be that Cai Feng plans to use it to decide the winner?!"

Before the audience had time to analyze it carefully, they heard a "bang", a strong white light flickered, and the entire protection was slightly shaken!The arena was full of smoke, and the host immediately greeted the field manager, "Hurry up and clear the smoke!"

The field manager started the air purification program, and the smoke dissipated in the blink of an eye.

However, to everyone's surprise, there was only one super huge metal sphere in the arena besides Xia Mo!

"Where's Cai Feng?! Contestant Cai Feng disappeared! Even the man and the mecha disappeared!" The host grabbed the microphone and exclaimed, "What happened when the white mist filled the air?! What happened?! Cai Feng Where is it?! Oh! Could it be that it is locked inside this huge iron ball?!

How amazing is the speed of the late summer players!In less than a minute, the Alpha with keen five senses was imprisoned in an iron prison!Now there are only 1 minutes left before the end of the game! If Cai Feng still doesn't show up within 5 minutes, we will judge Xia Mo to enter the finals of the Junior Mecha Fighting Competition! "

Zhang Li looked at the huge metal ball not far from Xia Mo, and smiled helplessly, "We really care about it, but it's messed up. Your Highness is more thoughtful."

Randall stared at the unusually thin man on the arena without saying a word. He slowly gathered his hands to his chest and clapped his hands gently.The faint applause spread like wildfire to the entire arena.

The host lowered his head to observe the time, "Okay! The countdown starts now! Once the countdown is over and Cai Feng still fails to break free from the cage, the contestant at the end of summer will win!"

"5!"

"4!"

"3!"

"2!"

"1!"

"The competition is over. The contestants who can advance to this competition are Exxon Mech Manufacturing, a first-year student Xia Mo!"

The stadium erupted with unprecedented cheers!Many viewers even wept with joy, and three or five people hugged together.

"Nimma, it's so annoying to make money, a game makes people feel up and down."

"Fortunately, Canda is the one who wins in the end, otherwise labor and management's money will really be wasted!"

"It's such a pleasure to double your assets!"

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