Female president's private killer

Nakagawa Da Hui's move is to kill!

After the genre war, he tried his best to transform the fighter armor into a new generation of Tianqi private armor made by oakch company. After a four-level fixed big wrong step, he closed his arms at his waist. After a sudden swing at his feet, he leaned over and buried his head and threw his fists together, which was a mountain cannon.

This move can be called as a meteor!

The audience on the stand can only see the red light and shadow of the sky flag. The next second, they have arrived in front of the cyan mecha. They lunge and lean forward to punch, as if they were placed at the beginning.

This punch made all the spectators who paid attention to the No. 3 Arena give out an uncontrollable exclamation.

However, this exclamation was not for Nakagawa Dahui.

Just as Nakagawa Dahui rushed in and out of the fist, the blue Ranger driven by the infantry, his fat figure, like a weak catkin, floated back with the rapid fist wind of the sky flag, only 20 cm away from the fist.

Once in and out, when the fist of the flag of the day has reached the limit, the cyan figure floating in front of the fist has appeared on the side of the flag with only a flash.

In the cry of surprise, the Ranger struck it!

Infantry black dragon road level 2 fighter?

If he is really only a second-class pilot, how can he do this floating and flashing, which requires a hand speed of at least 60 movements per second and complete two connected directional changes of three four-level fingering patterns in a moment?

There are many exquisite skills in black dragon road techniques, but no one has ever seen such footwork!

At that time, many mechanics used their hands to simulate the movement of infantry on their knees. However, no matter how they controlled it, no matter how many movements they imagined their hand speed as per second, they could not deduce the control skills of infantry.

The blue figure is not a mecha, but a ghost!

It was totally unexpected that a second-class fighter could escape his own attack and launch a more fierce counter attack. Zhongchuan Dahui was shocked and sweating all over for a time.

The sky flag turned awkwardly to block, and stumbled under his feet. The posture of the mecha to avoid the thunderbolt like slap of the infantry was as ugly as it was.

Even so, the right shoulder of the sky flag was swept by the fingertip of the cyan mecha. Just listen to a harsh metal cutting sound. The shell on the Tianqi arm, from the shoulder to the elbow, was cut into a crescent shaped big hole!

Before the sky flag, which had retreated nearly 50 meters in succession, stood firm, the Ranger had arrived quietly with an electric fire close to the ground, and his hands moved in a series, cutting to the waist of the sky flag like a waving electric saw.

The rotating palms are an oval light and shadow. The light and shadow angle is right and oblique, the shape is round and flat, the sound of the rapid movement of the transmission rod of the mechanical arm and the roar of the mecha engine. The audience can clearly see that the palm track and the residual shadow left to the retina are a roaring light dragon leader!

The God of war level technique of black dragon road, which has not appeared in the world for 40 years, Longxiao!

The battles in the No. 1 to No. 3 fighting fields have dazzled the audience, and what attracted the most attention was the battle between the phantom flow genius kozmo and the Freeport class I mecha God of war Kilborn in the No. 4 fighting field.

Before today, putting these two people in a duel in a fighting field is a complete joke to every resident of Freeport. If anyone tries to gamble with this duel, no matter how much wealth they have, they will lose!

The result of the game does not need to be predicted at all. Even the mentally retarded with IQ below 50 know who to put money on!

In fact, at the beginning, the war also proceeded according to the predicted trajectory of the audience.

The golden shell, the brilliance of the Golden Dragon coating on both arms, and the moves are not gorgeous or fierce. However, that's the way, the Ranger driven by kozmo can't fight back.

The brilliant driver is Kilborn!

In Freeport, the first-class God of war!

There were countless people who had fought with him.

Everyone has a common feeling that there is only one Kilbourne, which is a mountain!

A heavy, unbearable, high and insurmountable mountain!

His moves are all in one form. They never make mistakes. They are as accurate as textbooks! Not too fast, not too slow. Not too risky, not too conservative.

How does it feel to face such a person when his techniques have become a genre player of public techniques?

Kozmo is struggling!

At the moment, no one pays attention to the fighting on the other four fighting fields. Everyone just stared at the four blue fierce army mecha, jumping and moving on the fighting field, and fighting with opponents whose strength level is far higher than their own.

Kozmo and Baz, temporarily downwind.

The infantry attacked with a ferocious combination, took the lead and overwhelmed Nakagawa Dahui. Long Tai, on the other hand, was on a par with the rampant patriarch Joseph.

Is this really a battle between four young mecha knights and the long-standing Freeport super fighter?

The shadowless lights around shine brightly on the whole venue. On the huge platform, the steel giants are roaring and fighting. The four cyan figures are so eye-catching and eye-catching in this steel wave!

The atmosphere became more and more tense as the battle went on. No one among the 100000 spectators could sit in a chair with a calm look.

On the stand, Qi brush was a standing figure, and the sighs and startling voices from time to time echoed wantonly in the huge white main hall.

Almost everyone has stood on the side of the fierce army.

Whether or not these people will eventually smile at B15, who rules the island, or fight for interests, at least at this moment, they are just simple audiences.

This tendency is only human instinct!

On the one hand, B15 is almost shameless and arrogant, which disgusts everyone. On the other hand, whether the four young fighters of the fierce army lost or won this battle, they conquered everyone with their courage and strength.

In the past, they were just idols in the minds of all the young people in the free port, and they were only the best of the young generation in terms of strength, but now they are even equal to several gods of war!

Hu Xingfang watched the game quietly.

The tea in my hand has been cold for a long time. Colder than tea is her white fingers.

Every cheering and exclamation from the stands. Every sigh made her surprised and angry.

She found that she underestimated Fang Chutian after all.

He and his fierce army have become a new symbol of the free port and the free world.

On this island, both businessmen and local residents are their admirers. Those legends that they despise are hot-blooded myths in the eyes of these fools.

Fang Chutian knew the world better than himself.

Folk mecha is rooted in the free world, and it is also the foundation of the world. The two support each other and are inseparable. Both economic and social order. Tradition or dignity, the free world comes first. It is always their private mecha and mecha close combat that have been developed independently for nearly a century!

Look at the obsessed eyes of these people on the stage. In the eyes of these exiles, there is an unknown religion and a totem to worship. The object of their prayers is not God, but the God of war!

If the fierce army wins this battle, myth will become a miracle!

"Can you win?" Hu Xingfang recruited Cheng Zhixuan to his ground and asked directly.

She doesn't have the leisure and elegance to experience the process and wait for the final result of this damn challenge competition. Like a thick novel, she always likes to turn to the last page to see the ending.

"Yes!" Cheng Zhixuan's voice was very light and his answer was very simple.

Standing beside Hu Xingfang, he tried to control himself and didn't look at Zhang Pengcheng's eyes not far away.

This Chinese woman, who always has a flat face, asked such stupid questions at this time. It was like baking herself on the stove!

The war on the field will end soon. Can't she wait for so long?

Even if she looks at the match table, she should understand. Three gods of war and one first-class commander are already the strongest combat effectiveness of Freeport.

Even in this round, one or two of the fierce troops get away with it. When they reach the top eight and the top four, can they still get through?

There is no suspense about this war.

Kilburn and others will win and must win!

Cheng Zhixuan hung his eyelids and stood quietly. His fists hanging from the trouser seams on both sides had been quietly squeezed.

These days, we recruit soldiers, recruit schools, plan challenge arena competitions, work hard from morning to night, and all the hard work is to revenge the humiliation of Fang Chu Tiandi! Moreover, he wants to step on Fang Chutian and take the victory and growth of the Freeport front army as his way to promotion.

In his position, Cheng Zhixuan didn't think he was wrong.

Fang Chutian shouldn't own the school of Freeport, the fighter and the mecha of the fierce army. Why does he own these?

The world speaks with strength. Does he really think he can dominate the free channel by gathering a mob?

Does he know that he is in the way of many people?

"Just win." Hu Xingfang put down his tea cup and nodded to Cheng Zhixuan. When I leaned back against the chair, Yu Guang glanced over and saw Zhang Pengcheng and several Chinese generals with almost contemptuous eyes.

Contempt?

Hu Xingfang sneered in her heart, for her world outlook.

If you despise fairness and justice, you don't have to. In this world, only power and strength are the eternal rules. Big fists mean what you say. When did you talk about reason and fairness?

If everything should be fair, the world has long been in disorder!

Now, the fierce army must lose!

Those schools, and the stands, representing all the interest groups, must understand who has the final say in this case.

Only the person designated by B15 can go to the championship podium. Whether in the conflict areas of human society before or in the free channel now, all rules must be formulated by B15 people, and all interests must be divided by B15!

Facing Zhang Pengcheng's indifferent eyes, Hu Xingfang smiled calmly and conceited.

No matter how dissatisfied Zhang Pengcheng is, he can only watch. After all, they are all allies.

Regardless of the final outcome, Huaxia will not allow the two troops to tear their faces in the open.

Everyone depends on their abilities and conspiracy. Whoever can take advantage of it will take advantage of it. If you lose, hold your breath and hold it!

Zhang Pengcheng really doesn't want to face that stupid Chinese woman and look at her face with a trace of inexplicable pride forever. He turned his head angrily, and all the officers of the general staff of the 12th fleet beside him were as silent as statues. His lips were closed and his eyes were fixed on the fighting field. Clenched his fist tightly.

Even the Navy, the 1201 officers present did not know nothing about the mecha. Looking at the table and the situation of kozmo and Baz in the fighting field at the moment, they can also understand that the situation of the fierce army is not good.

Is Fang Chutian just giving up?

With worried eyes, they couldn't help throwing them into box 9.