I'm in the crowd

Strong and beautiful spiritual power flowed in the mech, Li Su moved his hands, and treated the console with care.

After all, a little carelessness could destroy this fragile mech.

Looking at the toddler in Handan opposite him, the strong man almost bent over with a smile.

So this is the unspoken rule they said?

In order to create an invincible scene, a person who is basically a waste will be specially selected and sent to the competition.

They called their actions the God-making Project.

It seems that the scene of the "rebel" crushing others so many times may not be true.

At this time, he has long forgotten how he was crushed by that person and that mech named "Ophiuchus".

That is a strength that makes people only dare to look up to them.

Cosmo followed behind the C-class mech as if teasing, chasing it slowly.

After Li Su gradually became familiar with the mecha, he looked at the mecha that kept driving him towards the end of the venue, and smiled a little playfully.

"He didn't seem to think that I would fight back?"

Cosmo watched the mecha on the opposite side turn around and slowly walk towards him. He even "overestimated" his own strength and started to attack.

A sinister smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, his mind turned over and over again, and finally he started to run around the field on his own initiative.

Seeing that as he expected, the mecha could only move with him, and began to follow behind him.

It's a cat-and-mouse play.

It's just that this fierce cat is willing to spare a little time to play with the mouse and give him one last entertainment time.

Cosmo described his "good heart" in this way.

"I found a problem."

Li Su looked at the mecha that still didn't care about his attack, and said, "It turns out that he not only underestimated the enemy, but also..."

——really weak.

Stupid and arrogant, how could he win seven consecutive victories?

Li Su lowered his eyes as he looked at the mecha that completely exposed the weak point on its back, and then his men suddenly accelerated.

The audience on the field yawned a little bored, unable to raise even the most basic curiosity.

Who would be curious about a game with a totally predictable ending?

Not everyone is like the "Rebels". Even if they can guess the result of a big victory in every game, it makes people look forward to it again.

Looking forward to what kind of means he will use to defeat each opponent next time, which makes every game of his extremely enjoyable.

In his field, you can always trust the "rebel" and the power of "Ophiuchus".

It was a visual feast, about the aesthetics of violence.

"boom--"

It was a loud noise, and the sound of collision between mechs and mechas suddenly sounded in the venue, as if it was the beginning of the curtain.

Blocking, jumping, savage movements like a beast smelling blood, fighting desperately.

Li Su's fingers fluttered on the console, and his majestic and pure spiritual power completely replaced the energy of this C-mech, playing a powerful role in the battle.

After being attacked again and again, the originally swift mecha gradually became sluggish.

"Fall him, Shiv."

"Poison Blade, I have invested one hundred thousand star coins in you."

"You bastard, a rookie can push you to this point."

The audience off the court dropped their jaws in shock, and saw that the situation on the court was completely one-sided as they expected.

——It’s just that the identities of the winners and losers have been adjusted one by one.

They protested one after another, making this group of people with "refined taste" so violent.

Li Su looked at the mecha that had lost its power device in front of him, stopped his hands, and pouted his chin to see his powerless struggle.

【Do you want to let him go】

"I put a lot of money on myself."

Li Su said these words in a vague way, and then, as if he had finally made a decision, he clicked lightly on the screen on the right split screen.

The scythe of death was finally cut off, it was an ability that only belonged to C-Mecha.

- Self-destruct devices.

But the later results were beyond their expectations.

The young man who had just entered the arena won a big victory.

Beads of sweat remained on Cosmo's face, and he comforted himself in his heart, saying, don't worry, this is just his last struggle, and no one can survive the self-destruct device.

Even a C-rank mecha.

In his heart, for the first time, he hoped that this mecha, which he regarded as garbage, would be more powerful and bigger.

It doesn't have to be too big, just blow him half to death.

Li Su watched a person spit out from the mecha cabin that had been forcibly scrapped, and walked out a little bored.

After he left, the golden spiritual force tightly wrapped around the core of the mecha slowly left, his movements were as gentle as if he were treating jewels.

On the way the man with the pale mask walked, the mecha that once represented a glorious history fell behind him.

The heavy mecha fell to the ground, and the poisonous blade that once stood out in the "Colosseum" has become history today.

This is impossible, the middle-aged man thought absently, and then kept thinking about the data he estimated.Unless, the person wearing the mask is hiding his true strength.

The man with this idea was suddenly shocked.

"how can that be possible?"

Cosmo looked at the completely damaged mecha with despair in his eyes, he was still stuck in the dream just now.

The money and power that were at your fingertips are gone, and it's all because of this newcomer.

Why did he come, why didn't he fight the "rebels" today, why did he survive?

Li Su looked at that man's collapsed expression, but his face was expressionless, but when he passed by him, he overheard a few vague words.

"God-making... cheating, rebel."

Li Su's footsteps stopped at the same spot, and then he took a few steps back, quietly looking at the man who was kneeling on the ground.

"You're not convinced?"

Hearing the superior tone, Cosmo raised his head and shouted, "Do you know Hank?"

After saying this sentence, he repeated it in his mouth, as if he was constantly hypnotizing what he thought was correct.

It must be because the person in front of him knew Hank, and he just lost to the so-called relationship. Otherwise, how can he explain that the self-explosion of the C-level mecha can't hurt him at all?

——I was just a stepping stone for him.

The lie has been repeated for a long time, and even I believe it.

Li Su looked at the man who was on the verge of collapse, lowered his head, and put his hands on his shoulders. From the eyes of outsiders, it was the warm appearance of a victorious newcomer comforting a defeated old man.

"Think about it, are you part of the plan?"

After Cosmo raised his head, he could only see his eyes protruding from the mask, which was more terrifying than the darkest night.

The sarcasm in it is straightforward and frightening.

With the export of these words, the whole picture seems to suddenly take off its hidden gentle appearance, revealing its bloody and ferocious appearance.

The audience off the court saw the kneeling man, as if he had lost all faith, his head fell to the ground, without a spine.

But the development at the next moment is enough for those who have witnessed this scene to remember and be proud for a lifetime.

"Follow God."

At the beginning, it was just a person who couldn't hide his inner excitement and yelled out. Then, like dominoes, the yells began to resound in the dim auditorium.

The huge momentum is like cheering, the "new god" who is about to be born.

He is so miraculous, even in the dark, he is still like a cluster of lights, attracting countless people to fly to it willingly.

—They always say that the new king is on the throne of the old one.

But later, people in the "Colosseum" were keen to call it what it is today,

—The alternation of the new king and the old king.