Silicon Invasion

A three-meter alloy greatsword swept horizontally, the violent collision causing the blade to chip and deform.

The Bluebird's weakest point, its waist, erupted in sparks. The mech's structural integrity visibly deteriorated severely. Although it didn't explode directly, the corresponding transmission systems were rendered inoperable.

From the perspective of 'Passerby,' the mech's body below the waist had lost connection.

Only the upper body of the Bluebird, still able to move with the help of its thrusters, could barely crawl back to the repair shop. Continuing to fight would be akin to being a sitting duck.

Unfortunately, this was a 1v1 game arena, and repair shops were nonexistent.

The powerful force required for 'Flash' still sent Swift Rainbow flying dozens of meters after hitting its target before stopping.

Luo Rui didn't give Passerby another chance. He turned his mech around, holding the sword with one hand and bracing the hilt with the other, charging back like a unicorn.

"No!"

A desperate roar, and Passerby's screen went black.

Game over!

"He won! Swift Rainbow won!" Bald Goose shouted, leading the cheer.

"3 to 2! Player Yue Xiao secured a crucial point, winning the match for the Starry Sky Arena! Let's congratulate them!" Zhou Zhou announced, suppressing his excitement.

The audience in the stands erupted. Although the match wasn't long, it was incredibly exciting. Especially Luo Rui's seemingly novice-like maneuvers at the start, which lowered expectations, making the highlight-reel plays that followed all the more impactful, giving the match a feeling of an extreme comeback.

"Where did this god come from?"

"I just looked at the player's profile. He's a temporary reinforcement the Starry Sky Arena brought in."

"Could it be a player from a corporate league on vacation, coming back to smurf?"

"I don't think so. Although that maneuver of shooting down ten homing missiles was impressive, his other maneuvers were lacking. This player is severely specialized. A one-trick pony like that wouldn't make it in the corporate league."

Although everyone came to watch the spectacle, there were still very, very professional mech battle enthusiasts among them. Even if they weren't great players themselves, their eyes were sharp, and their analysis was insightful.

"Maybe he was pretending to be weak."

"How is that possible? Those experts' maneuvers are forged through countless battles and ingrained in muscle memory. Even if they pretend to be a newbie, many details will reveal subtle clues."

"That's right. Apart from shooting, his other maneuvers are utterly useless. He's definitely a specialized, one-trick pony."

"But even so, with this one skill, he can definitely dominate these exhibition matches and beginner leagues. He's the bane of all long-range artillery players."

"One trick, and you can eat your fill. Being able to hone one skill to the extreme is definitely not something an ordinary person can do."

"Damn it, I'm going home to practice shooting down missiles with machine guns. With this skill, I can join any team and be a main player."

"Heh heh, go ahead and practice. This skill relies purely on talent. Do you know why this move is so effective against long-range artillery but isn't common in beginner leagues?"

"Why?"

"Because anyone who can pull off this move can improve their other weaknesses and secure a place in the intermediate or even advanced leagues."

"I wonder how old this Yue Xiao is. If he's young, then his future..."

"..."

Meanwhile, in the backstage休息区 (xiū xī qū - rest area), the Qincheng Internet Cafe side was naturally wailing, while the Starry Sky Arena side was filled with surprise mixed with disbelief.

"Boss, I didn't expect this kid to actually win."

Fan Jiaming was genuinely happy. The team's victory meant he also earned a point, and this time, he would get a considerable bonus.

He was already old, the second oldest player on the team after Uncle Niu. He couldn't improve anymore, so unlike the young players who were just having fun or using this as a stepping stone, this was his job, his family's source of income.

"Yeah, although I thought Brother Luo would win, I didn't expect it to be in this way," Uncle Niu said with emotion. He originally thought Luo Rui would use heat decoys and a hand shield to detonate and withstand the homing missiles, then drag his damaged mech close to the Bluebird and win the match with superior close-combat skills.

But now it seemed that although there were some flaws, the whole process felt relatively easy.

Considering that this guy was still a high school student and hadn't systematically studied mech combat tactics, Uncle Niu felt envious of someone's talent for the first time.

"Don't provoke him in the future." Seeing Feng Yaoyao's disgruntled expression after Luo Rui's victory, her eyes rolling around, Feng Weiwei, knowing her younger sister's nature, quickly warned sternly.

"Okay, okay, I know." Her sister's words made Feng Yaoyao a little unhappy. She hadn't done anything. Was she not even allowed to think about it? Besides, wasn't Luo Rui, as a man, supposed to be a little more considerate towards such a beautiful and lovely little beauty like herself?

Being so petty was really lacking in grace.

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When Luo Rui climbed out of the cockpit, he felt the enthusiasm from the audience for the first time. It wasn't exactly a roaring cheer, but it was a clamorous buzz, attracting many unaware people to surround him. A sea of heads stretched out before him.

Luo Rui wasn't used to being the center of attention. He quickly scurried back to the backstage. On the way, the commentator Zhou Zhou tried to stop him to say a few words, but Luo Rui deftly dodged him before he could even open his mouth.

"Brother Luo, awesome!"

"Superb!"

As soon as he arrived backstage, Luo Rui received a hero's welcome. A match that secured victory, a victory that determined whether everyone got a bonus, plus the fact that Luo Rui didn't have any vested interests with them, made almost everyone sincerely congratulate Luo Rui.

Luo Rui politely responded to everyone. This scene wasn't as uncomfortable as being on stage. If it were praise from acquaintances, he would definitely be beaming, but the other party was a stranger, which made him a little restrained.

"Uncle Niu, now that the match is over, I'll take my leave first." Not wanting to offend people who were smiling, it would be impolite to keep a straight face. After spending some effort to finally get rid of everyone, Luo Rui felt a little tired.

Seeing that everything was fine and Luo Rui didn't want to waste any time, he found Uncle Niu, intending to go back first. After all, he was just a reinforcement and didn't need to stay with the main group.

Uncle Niu stroked his slightly stubbled chin. Was he really that old? He kept calling him Brother Luo, but in the end, Luo Rui still called him Uncle Niu. The hierarchy was a bit messed up.

Not to mention that he was the biggest contributor today, just the fact that Luo Rui was so young and already so talented, with a limitless future, he wouldn't have such a good opportunity to get close in the future.

"Don't go, Brother Luo. We won today, we're happy. Wait here for a while, and let's all have some fun tonight."

"That's right, there's a celebration banquet tonight. I won't agree if you're not there," Fan Jiaming also chimed in.

There's food?

This hit Luo Rui's weakness.

His raised foot suddenly became a little reluctant to move.