The paper man who has been raised for two years is a big shot

"How dare he look down on me!!" The little white tiger was the first to blow up, jumping off Jian Qiuran's shoulders, his body rapidly expanded and turned into a fighting mode.

Jian Qiuran replaced the long sword with a laser sword, and said blankly: "Yeah, he just said lucky."

The big white tiger raised its head and roared, with a blazing momentum: "Let's see who falls first!"

Jian Qiuran sank slightly, covered by the laser sword, her mouth curled up for a moment: "Okay."

The voice flew out at the same time, one person faced the heavy mecha, and the other beast rushed towards the flying eagle.

The opponent did not expect that the enemy would take the lead in attacking melee, and quickly manipulated his right arm to block.

However, the speed of the young man was even faster, and he slashed directly on the chest with a bang. The comparable materials collided and sparked, but when he left, he only left a shallow mark on the mech.

The mechanic's tense nerves instantly relaxed, he raised his eyebrows triumphantly, and controlled the raised right arm elbow to slam down hard.Jian Qiuran used her skills to turn over and land on his shoulder, tightened the hilt of her sword, and frowned again.

The palms of his hands felt a little numb, this mecha was indeed difficult to deal with.

"There is no flawless thing in the world. If you don't find it, it means that you are not strong enough." The big white tiger who didn't know when the battle ended was sitting on the ground and pointing. Looking around, he could only see an autistic man under his fur. eagle head.

The corner of Jian Qiuran's mouth twitched, and after thinking for a moment, suddenly his hairs stood on end, and he quickly jumped off the mech.Before the toes landed, dense bullets had already erupted from the opponent's shoulders, and they could be shot into coal honeycombs one step later.

Oops, the opponent has already activated the hot weapon!

Jian Qiuran quickly dodged, staring at the mecha, not missing any chance.

The mecha is huge and difficult to operate. It can be seen that the opponent's technology is not flexible. As long as he is in close combat, he can be restrained, and he cannot be given the opportunity to use intensive thermal weapons!

The young man's eyes sharpened, and he suddenly raised his hand to wrap the iron rope around the head of the mecha, kicked on the ground and flew over directly, hitting his left hip with a sword in mid-air.

With a sound of rubbing, the spark was fleeting, and it was still a shallow mark.

The mechanic shook his head, mocking his overreaching, raised his hand and pushed the joystick to aim at the young man like swatting a mosquito, and quickly closed his hands—Boom! ! !

Amidst the loud blasting sound, Jian Qiuran turned over and landed firmly. When she looked up, she saw two mechanical hands twitching, and the current surged—it turned out that the mecha fast youth moved faster, and at the last moment, he let go of the rope and left two bombs—— As he expected, the mech's hand was strong enough but couldn't stop in time, and in the end his hand was injured because the distance was too close.

He didn't relax complacently, but seized the opportunity to rush up, move, jump, and slash wildly. The same material crackled and sparked, and some places gradually changed as more and more scratches were made.

Jian Qiuran's eyes lit up, and when he was about to continue attacking, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the disintegration of the mech's arm, turning from two hands into two guns aimed at him in just a few seconds.

Hey!

Jian Qiuran backed away quickly, the sound of explosions continued for a long time behind him, and the gun was aimed at him and scanned indiscriminately.

The big white tiger had no choice but to slide and dodge the flying eagle.

The arena was in chaos in an instant, and it was time for the laser sword in Jian Qiuran's hand to cool down. He turned over to avoid it, and when he found the right opportunity, he threw a large number of explosive bombs, light energy cannons and other lethal weapons, all of which were blown up on the mecha without wasting it.

The mecha master was also outputting crazily, using the screen of the arena to shout: "Surrender! The physical strength of a fighter is linked to the individual, and you won't last long."

The little white tiger slid past on the eagle, and said in a cool tone: "You dare to surrender and try! But you can admit defeat to me, and I will help you solve the mecha, 19 to 2."

Jian Qiuran let out a cold snort, and raised her hand to see a railgun.The high-pressure energy with both power and speed hit the mecha's right shoulder, but it could only make the opponent take a half step back unsteadily, leaving a little trace.

Seeing that he refused to admit defeat, the other party stopped talking and continued to output crazily, apparently intending to consume him to death—he was confident that he would persevere to the end, and he was not afraid of a protracted war.

Jian Qiuran evaded the attack, turned around and shot again, hitting her left shoulder with a bang.

The mecha took another half step back and fired back.

The two were back and forth, and the railgun in Jian Qiuran's hand entered the cooling time. Without blinking, he switched to a heat gun in a second and continued to attack.

After another 2 minutes, the heat gun in Jian Qiuran's hand also disappeared, and the item page belonging to the mechanic was dusty, and only a few of them had completed cooling.

When the young man on the opposite side took out the laser sword again, the mechanic guessed that he should have no weapons, and his excitement couldn't be concealed in his heart, and he raised his hand to end the game.

However, before the heavy mecha arm was raised, the young man had already flashed in front of his eyes, raising his hand and waving his sword.

boom--

The tip of the laser sword collided fiercely with the mech's chest and sparks burst out again. The flickering light flashed from the cold eyes, turned into the help of the young man, and pierced the mecha's chest with a swipe.

The arena fell silent for a moment.

Time seems to have passed for a long time, and it seems that two seconds have just passed.

The mechanic held the joystick rigidly for a long time, his dilated pupils were still unsure of what had just happened.

He...in the mecha...was instantly killed by someone with a sword? ?

The young man seemed to feel something, raised his eyes and glanced at him, and said calmly: "I am not fighting a protracted war."

The mechanic suddenly came back to his senses, stared at the young man holding a laser sword for a while, and then slowly opened his mouth: "Damn!!!"

It was the last sound he made as he left.

As the Rubik's cube turns and changes, the arena is restored intact.Jian Qiuran was also a little tired, and sat cross-legged on the ground to take a short breath during the matching time.

The little white tiger squatted in front of him, and took the time to teach: "Although the method of knocking on the four corners works, it is too slow. You need to understand the mecha to prevent you from encountering a more powerful mechanic after the top [-] competition."

It said meaningfully: "A truly powerful mechanic will not give you a chance to get close."

Jian Qiuran was quiet for a second, then suddenly asked: "What is the most important thing in controlling a mecha?"

The little white tiger said without hesitation: "Thinking prediction and reaction follow-up!"

It explained: "Only with a clear and meticulous thinking can you predict your next second action, and only a sharp and quick reaction can follow up your thinking and attack. The difficulty of mecha control is comparable to that of fighters, and it is equally It takes personal power to interpret, not rely on it to protect you."

"The strong are never strong by relying on props. The truly powerful people have their own strength, whether it is mecha or other, it is just a prop for them to display their strength."

Jian Qiuran nodded in understanding.

The little white tiger over there didn't know what to think of and blew up again, and said angrily: "It's like the mechanic just now! The mech is in his hands, let alone integrated, it can't even be a marionette. I forget my legs when I forget my arms, and the operation is like shit, I only use hot weapons to crush others, I feel sorry for mechas!"

Jian Qiuran twitched the corners of her mouth, and just about to speak, the Rubik's Cube Arena suddenly stopped spinning and sent the next opponent over.

The two immediately got up vigilantly and stopped the topic tacitly.

The visitor was wrapped in a large snow-white cloak, wearing a pointed witch hat, and the silver staff in his hand was shining enough to prove his mage status.

Jian Qiuran was overjoyed, and finally let him meet the character he could overcome.

Seeing Jian Qiuran's almost undressed appearance, the master of the opposite method immediately understood his identity, and his complexion changed accordingly.He was smart, and launched an attack when the barrier disappeared, blocking Jian Qiuran's approach and trying to avoid close combat.

The glass ball at the top of the staff spun rapidly, and the burst of cold light rushed towards the young man through the air, and there was still a faint chill.

Jian Qiuran avoided it easily, the hand that was about to hit the sword paused, and suddenly remembered something and simply chose the staff, and waved the cold light back.

The eyeballs on the opposite side almost fell off, and he asked while attacking: "Do you fighters have so many props? Does your staff have all attributes?"

"Yeah." Jian Qiuran greeted him absent-mindedly, and continued to learn the magnification move from him. Seeing the opponent's movements, he also followed the staff to the ground. Wreckage flew around.

The mage's line of sight was blocked, and the cries of domestic pigeons could be heard above his head, his heart froze, and he quickly waved his hands and wrapped himself with ice lotus.

"Tsk." Jian Qiuran turned the staff in his hand, and the glass ball that was supposed to be ice suddenly ignited a flame, and when it touched the surface of the ice lotus, it instantly roasted and turned into water vapor.

The ice lotus spun and dropped a petal, revealing a gap on the opposite side of the flame. The mage hurried away, trying to avoid the frontal attack.

Yet it was too late.

The young man's long sword was already waiting, but a gust of cool wind blew by, and looking back, the blood bar was empty.

The mage was stunned, and his eyes suddenly became hot: "One knife second! Boss, are you fighters so stupid? How long have you been playing? Can you make it fast? Boss, wait for me to buy an account and change to a fighter before coming back—"

The frenzied voice gradually faded away with the rotation of the Rubik's Cube Arena.

The little white tiger spat out the bird's feathers twice, and said unhappily, "Why are all the birds I met today?"

Jian Qiuran also saw the tragic appearance of the pigeon, the corner of her mouth twitched, and said helplessly: "Why do you always pick people's hairs?"

The same is true for the eagle who played, almost balding the beast, and the opponent was autistic when the battle ended.

The little white tiger said unhappily: "Do you think I want to? They are always flying in the sky. I can only catch them by biting their feathers, otherwise I won't bite."

The young man didn't say a word.

The little white tiger looked up at him and said fiercely, "You don't believe it?"

"No." Jian Qiuran looked ahead and said calmly, "I just think Marin is too biased."

"Ah?" The little white tiger tilted his head in doubt, found that he was staring at something and then turned his head to look along his line of sight - he saw an enemy standing on the opposite side at some point.

He was standing at the other end of the arena, wearing a bright blue uniform and wearing glasses. The long chain of silver glasses fell on his chest and swayed as he raised his hand and swung forward.

And waving to the front are lions, saber-toothed tigers, mammoths, gorillas... oh, and there is a slow-moving giant sloth behind.

You see, if you say you don't like birds, all the beasts will come.

Little White Tiger: "..."

Fuck, Summoner!What kind of fucking partiality is this! !