Technology: Breaking the monopoly global hegemony

As soon as the voice came out, the other people in the entire public chat room were instantly taken aback.

A few veterans recalled the voices of other people who spoke before, and after comparing and thinking, they retreated to the edge of the ring almost immediately.

"The wind is screaming!"

"It's not right, it's the Wukong mecha!"

No one was complaining about how the opponent, a strange mecha that joined in the middle, could enter the public channel they opened before the game. All the survivors immediately chose to retreat and avoid.

After all, the deterrence given to them by the Wukong Mecha is too great.

Looking around, some people who were still in the cradle of life were already showing panic.

But no matter how panicked they were, almost someone had already thought of a countermeasure during the retreat.

"Turn on the power output to the maximum! If there are jamming bombs, smoke bombs, flash bombs or even other weapons, throw them directly! Then we will rush straight up!"

It doesn't matter how the other party reacts when they hear this kind of decision in the public channel, anyway, at this time, everyone only has energy reserves for the last fight.

Then fight!You can't really lie down like everyone else!
"There's a hammer flashbang! You can only bring cold weapons when riding a horse! See if my little Li dart can shoot through the armor of the Great Saint?! Grass!"

"It's nothing to say, my machete can still move."

In the roar of the channel voice, the few remaining Iron Overlords had a special small change in an instant.

The power engines on their backs and ankles began to increase to the highest output power, and the weapons in their hands were also tightly gripped and fixed.

The Wing God Mecha stuck in the air also began to reveal some specially modified parts, such as the inexplicable long tube part that suddenly stood out from behind.

"It seems that the situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly. Our players are already planning to give it a go and bring Wukong mecha failure?"

Wang Teng was explaining, but there was no need for him to explain. The audience at the scene could clearly know that this was definitely the last battle.

Facing this tense situation, Wukong's mech's moving eyes became very calm at this moment, and even after flickering, the golden eyes on the mech's head seemed to be extinguished.

The various parts of the entire mecha, which were still very ferocious just now, also began to change into softness.

It was as if all the weapons and impact spikes had been restrained, the armor color of the entire mecha even changed visible to the naked eye, and even the iron rod that had taken many mechas' lives was gone at this time. A little light began to shine.

There are more eye-catching yellow colors, and the Wukong mech even has a little bit of Zen at this time.

"This kind of change, does Wukong's mecha have energy weapons?" Someone shouted in the audience.

Although it was very urgent, others heard it.

"No way? Energy weapons! Will we die?!" Someone shouted in shock.

at this time.

Sudden.

Wukong Mecha's eyes opened.

Tong Kong, who was originally very agile, at this moment, even if the distance is hundreds of meters, still makes people feel that what he sees is a ball of flames.

There was no smoke or explosion, but it made many people feel trembling.

"Amitabha!"…

A Buddha's name and a bell ring.

The strange resounding resounded around the arena.

"Fight!" Zhou Long yelled "Fight" in the small channel.

The remaining mechas all rushed up, and the Iron Overlord, who usually looked a little silly, rushed up like an arrow from the string.

That's just one second.

In an instant, the sound of explosions and dazzling light filled the square of the opening ceremony exhibition match. Even the scorching sun in the sky seemed to dim a lot at this moment.

"Hold the grass, my eyes!"

"Nimma!
"

"Fack!
"

Not to mention human eyes, many civilian equipment cannot normally capture the actual picture at this time.

Of course, in addition to this, there are still many people who started crying for their parents or calling for help in panic.

"Help!"

"Terrorist attacks?"

"Call up!

"husband!"

In panic, some people hugged their relatives and friends tightly, some tightly protected the equipment in their hands, and some stretched their hands to unknown places.

After the light dissipated and the sound of the explosion echoed around the venue for a few times, everything returned to calm.

The calm after the excitement always seems so quiet.

When the cameras of the live broadcast room and the eyes of the audience were on the ring, no one could remain calm.

The scene of ruins made it impossible to see the barrage in the live broadcast room, and it also made the players and tourists in the auditorium exclaim in surprise.

"Hold the grass?"

"Second Kill, see Second Kill again?"

"Who will win this horse riding game?"

In the arena, the Wukong mech was already like a withered sculpture, lifeless and motionless.

Two Iron Overlord's cold weapons have already cut into the inside of Wukong's mecha.And all around are ruins.

Some of the stone pillars erected around the arena were broken, and some had cracks all over the surface.

The hardened ground around Wukong's mecha was also in a mess, as if it had been sunken by a bomb.

Call ~
The cold wind blew, rolled up the dust, and fascinated the eyes of the audience in the nearby stands.

"The system restarted successfully, the authentication was successful, and the information is being scanned."

Zhou Long's Winged God Mecha had landed next to a stone pillar at some point, but it just happened not to cross the boundary, so the penalty rule was not triggered.

After a few seconds, the unique bell in the "Omnic Crisis" game rang.

Players and tourists at the opening ceremony of the Global Martial Arts Conference, as well as netizens in the global live broadcast room of Kyushu Entertainment Platform, all heard a mechanical male voice coming out.

"The danger is removed! Wing God has completed the task.

The defender of this game is: Zhou Long! "

……

"?_???" Zhou Long looked around suspiciously, and then at his own mech, his mind still a little unresponsive.

He just remembered that he was sprinting, ready to get behind the enemy and sneak up.

But he didn't know that the strong light and harsh sound instantly polluted his brain through the mecha's sensors, and when he came back to his senses, the mecha system was in the process of crashing and restarting.

At this time, the director was also confused and his scalp was numb.

They started to retrieve the shooting data in a hurry as early as the first time, but after searching several sources, they all found that the material of the critical moment just a few seconds ago was not readable at all.

Either flashing white light, or a mosaic of damaged data...

But this did not bother the witty Wang Teng.

After learning that the information was useless, Wang Teng immediately turned on all his firepower, shouting excitedly into the microphone.

"Let's cheer for the winner of this game! Zhou Long from Daxia!"