The counterattack of the abandoned young man of the military gate

During the exam the next day, Jian Xun saw Yan Li at school. Seeing that his face was very bad, he was about to say a few words of concern, but unexpectedly, before he could open his mouth, Yan Li said a few words coolly, The run on did not dare to speak.

Once the exams are over in a few days, it will be an official holiday, which also heralds the official start of the "Galaxy Warfare Contest".

The last day of the exam was over, and as soon as Jian Xun came out of the exam room, he was blocked by a group of people.

Jian Xun's first reaction was that someone blocked him. Is this a group fight?

He quickly glanced left and right, wanting to find a convenient weapon so that he wouldn't be at a disadvantage when fighting in groups later.

"What are you doing standing there stupidly? I'll take you home."

Jian Xun was taken aback by the familiar yet slightly impatient voice.

According to the reputation, isn't it the younger brother of the profiteer Mo Ling, Shi Hao?

At this moment, he was standing at the front with a natural expression on his face, winking at Jian Xun, "Let's go."

Jian Xun was dumbfounded, completely unaware of what was going on now.

Just about to leave with Shi Hao, someone said, "Wait a minute."

A tall, thin boy came out with a gloomy face, "You made the "Strike" mecha, right?"

Shi Hao stood in front of Jian Xun, facing the tall and thin boy face to face, "Zhong Wanchen, does this have nothing to do with you?"

The thin and tall boy - Zhong Wanchen smiled disdainfully, didn't even look at Shi Hao, and only said to Jian Xun: "You make a price, I want to use your strong attack to participate in the Star Wars Contest."

He ignored himself, but Shi Hao wanted to speak for Jian Xun, "Zhong Wanchen, are you sick? You learned to fight with a new type of mecha, and Assault is an ancient weapon mecha, can you drive it?"

Zhong Wanchen snorted coldly, "What does this have to do with you? Irrelevant people go away, don't get in the way here!"

Jian Xun saw the tension between the two men, and immediately stood up and said, "Sorry, I'm not selling or renting out my Raider, it's already driven by someone."

Most of the people around here wanted to hear what Jian Xun meant.

If possible, they all want to rent "Strike" to participate in this competition. With a mecha with such high data, the chance of winning must be very high.

However, none of them expected that "Strike" already had a pilot.

Even Shi Hao didn't think of this answer, he was thinking about asking Jian Xun after he left school, if he could be the driver, he also participated in the Star Wars Contest.

Although he was learning new mecha combat at school, with a cousin like Xiao Zong around, of course he wouldn't let him just learn the new mecha. He had also learned the ancient Wu mecha, and it was no problem to drive it.

Unfortunately, he was also late.

Zhong Wanchen was obviously a little dissatisfied with this answer, "Who did you give the Raider to drive? What conditions? I can double it to you."

Jian Xun frowned slightly, and continued to argue with him impatiently, "No need."

After saying this, walk away.

Zhong Wanchen stared at his leaving back, gritted her teeth with hatred.

Shi Hao followed Jian Xun to leave. On the way, he asked if "Strike" was really piloted by someone. If so, he would not worry about it and continued to drive his new mecha.

Jian Xun gave him an affirmative answer.

When the two walked out of the school gate, Jian Xun saw the familiar black suspension car at a glance, and was about to pass by, but was stopped by Shi Hao, "Jian Xun, please contact my brother when you have time, he seems to have something to do Looking for you."

Jian Xun turned around and looked at him with complicated eyes, "Is he trying to scam me again?"

Shi Hao: "..."

Seeing that Jian Xun couldn't come over and was still standing there talking to Shi Hao, the general in the car couldn't wait any longer, got out of the car himself, and stood beside the car waiting for the little friend to come over.

When Jian Xun turned around and saw him, he happily ran over, leaving Shi Hao behind alone.

Xiao Zong gave him a cool look, took Jian Xun into the car, and left Shi Hao directly.

Shi Hao: "..."

This is definitely not my cousin!

Shi Hao was depressed, turned around and went back to the suspension car that Mo's came to pick him up.

These few days Xiao Zong was very busy, leaving early and returning late, Jian Xun felt that he hadn't seen him for several days.

In fact, Xiao Zong came back every night, but he came back too late, Jian Xun had already fallen asleep, and left early in the morning, Jian Xun couldn't see anyone at all.

As soon as he got in the car, Jian Xun said excitedly: "It's finally a holiday, and the Star Wars Contest will start tomorrow, so excited."

The driver was Adjutant Liu, and Xiao Zong was still wearing a military uniform, so he should have come directly from the military headquarters.

Xiao Zong warned: "Just play around, don't take it too seriously, don't let yourself get hurt, be careful."

Jian Xun nodded, "Well, I see."

Adjutant Liu: "..."

No, Madam, didn't you learn how to make mechas?Is he going to play in person?Can his F-level physical strength really withstand the bumps of the mecha?Don't hurt your muscles and bones.

Jian Xun's excitement continued, "Aren't you busy today? Why are you free to pick me up?"

Xiao Zong paused for a moment before saying: "I have something to do and I have to leave the Imperial City for a while."

Jian Xun's excitement was immediately extinguished.

Xiao Zong watched the smile on his face gradually disappear.

He hugged his little friend into his arms and coaxed him in a low voice, "I have something to deal with, and I will be back soon."

"... When will you leave?"

Jian Xun suddenly felt that even the long-awaited Galaxy Fighter Contest wasn't that interesting anymore.

He was a little strange, when Xiao Zong was about to leave the Imperial City last time, he didn't feel anything, but this time he felt so reluctant.

"Let's go later." Xiao Zong hugged the little friend, patted him like coaxing a child.

Jian Xun suddenly raised his head, "In such a hurry?"

Xiao Zong: "It's quite urgent."

Jian Xun didn't speak, and was already in a bad mood.

Xiao Zong was still comforting him in a low voice, "I will come back to accompany you as soon as possible, okay?"

Jian Xun nodded, but said nothing.

Seeing the kid's reaction like this, Xiao Zong was both distressed and happy.

When I left the Imperial Star last time, my little partner didn't care and didn't react at all. After getting along for two or three months, Xiao Zong could feel that Jian Xun had become more and more dependent on him.

Habits are terrible. Once you get used to being alone, and there is only one person left, you will not get used to it.

Xiao Zong's time was really tight. After sending Jian Xun home, he simply packed up some things and was picked up by Adjutant Liu.

This time, he didn't chatter about worryingly. With the butler around, he could feel relieved.

Xiao Zong left again, not knowing when he would come back, Jian Xun was upset, locked himself in the room, absorbed dozens of black crystals in one go, and replenished his magic power.

At night, Jian Xun logged into the virtual network with the account of "The Rise of Gu Wu" to check the "Strike" mech that Jian Xun had just sent over with his real identity.

Tomorrow he will rely on this mecha to compete, so he has to get used to it first.

As soon as he logged in, the messages of the novice apprentice [Furu Takeyuki] were frantically swiping.

[Furutake Yuki]: Master, are you there?

[Furu Takeshiroki]: Master Master is going to compete tomorrow, you should show your face anyway, and show respect to the contestants!

[Furutake Yuki]: Master, have you found your mecha?Is it bought or rented?

[Furu Takeyuki]: Master, I bought a mecha, do you want to see it?

[Furutake Yuki]: I'm in the training hall, I saw the message and come to practice, I'll show you the mecha I bought.

……

After Jian Xun finished his work, he went to the training hall to find his apprentice.

When I arrived at the training hall, I saw a lot of people surrounded by the Guwu mech fighting arena. In the arena, two mechas were fighting, a 12-meter-high black heavy armor, and a 10-meter-high silver-white mecha. Wrestling together.

Jian Xun stood on the sidelines and took a look. Then, the tall black heavy armor was unceremoniously kicked out by the silver-white mecha, and slid to the sidelines before stopping.

A familiar scream came from the black heavy armor, "Ah——!!! You must not be my brother!"

From the silver-white mecha standing in the field, a man's calm and laughing voice came out, "It is precisely because he is your own brother that he has worked so hard to come here to be your training partner."

Jian Xun's face was dark. He actually forgot to tell his apprentice that day that this kind of tall heavy armor was not suitable for him. Unexpectedly, he actually chose a mecha similar to the heavy armor Tianyan. It was really boring.

Jian Xun continued to drive Tianhu, stepped into the fighting arena, walked up to the apprentice's black heavy armor, and kicked his leg.

"This is the mecha you bought for the competition?" As soon as Jian Xun's voice came out, the mecha lying on the ground and pretending to be dead immediately sat up.

"Master, you are here." The black heavy armor got up quickly.

The apprentice glanced at the master's mech and couldn't believe it, "Master, are you planning to drive Tianhu to compete tomorrow?"

Jian Xun raised his eyebrows, as if he was suddenly awakened by his apprentice.

Compared with the "Strike", which has just been produced and has not had time to try it out, the UB-05 general-purpose Tianhu is more familiar to Jian Xun. Before he is fully familiar with "Strike", it is better to use the Tianhu to compete up.

Mecha combat competitions like this do not stipulate that only one mecha is used. If the machine is severely damaged during the battle and the player is the winner, the mecha cannot be repaired in a short period of time, and the next round must be carried out. If there is only one game, then the mecha can only be replaced temporarily, which is allowed by the competition.

However, powerful high-energy weapons are prohibited in competitions, such as ion cannons and electromagnetic pulse guns, etc., are not allowed to appear in competitions.

Once such a high-energy weapon seriously injures the opponent, although it is a virtual network, it will not hurt the body, but the mental power directly connected to the virtual network may be injured.

Mental power is so precious, and it is difficult to heal once it is damaged, so there are still measures to protect players' mental power.

Jian Xun immediately decided that it would be better to use the Tianhu he is familiar with in the previous competition. During the competition, he could just take time to practice "strike", so as to increase his chances of winning.

Jian Xun said: "I will use Tianhu to participate in the competition tomorrow, what's your situation? How many mechas have you prepared for the competition?"

Apprentice: "I bought two first, and these two will be the only ones if there is no accident."

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