Silicon Invasion

Luo Rui was indeed in a bit of a bind. Firstly, he couldn't intentionally lose to Sun Gang, but he also couldn't defeat him too easily, making him lose face. After all, they would be in the same school for another year, and their classrooms were on the same floor, only separated by Class Two. There was no need to make things too ugly.

If Sun Gang gave it his all, it would be easier for him. But if Sun Gang performed too poorly, then the difficulty for Luo Rui to act well would increase considerably.

Sigh, a headache.

"Please select your mech."

"Azure Bird."

Familiar with the process, he entered the game. As for mech selection, he should still choose a long-range fire support mech to avoid playing any flashy moves and slapping someone's face. Since Sun Gang had clearly stated that he would be using a fourth-generation mech, Luo Rui also had to choose a fourth-generation mech. Otherwise, a third-generation mech beating a fourth-generation mech would be even more humiliating.

"Connecting you to the designated opponent. The battle is about to begin..."

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Engage!

"Clang, clang, clang~"

The clash of metal. Luo Rui especially liked this sound. It was like the beat of a war drum, making people's blood boil.

"Number 8, search for the enemy mech!"

He immediately side-stepped after starting. This had already become muscle memory. Although the Azure Bird didn't have side thrusters like the Swift Rainbow, it had the advantage of height and long legs, so it had no problem moving horizontally for a dozen or twenty meters in a short time.

"The opponent is also using Azure Bird?"

The mech model displayed on the right screen was so familiar. Actually, this wasn't surprising. There were only a few fourth-generation long-range fire support mechs, so the repetition rate would naturally be high.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!…"

Six consecutive loud explosions left Luo Rui dumbfounded. If he wasn't wearing a helmet, he would definitely scratch his head.

Who was he looking down on?

Starting with an 'all-out attack'?

The opponent immediately used up six rocket missiles. Wasn't this just increasing his difficulty in the game?

Fortunately, Sun Gang didn't empty all his shells at once like Fatty. Otherwise, Luo Rui really wouldn't know how to continue acting.

There was still acting to be done!

No, there was still fighting to be done…

Fire control radar locked on. Luo Rui aimed ahead and returned three rocket missiles.

"That's it?"

Cui Qiang's mind was full of question marks. Three shells hitting the same spot?

His lead was so bad that he didn't even have a backup plan. Wouldn't the opponent just stand still?

Was this the person that his old friend had specially asked him to inquire about? Was this the young expert that Niu Wei had almost deified?

Uncle Niu's mouth twitched. Being so close, he had of course heard his old friend's question, but he was also dumbfounded at this moment.

Although Yue Xiao had never shown his long-range fire support skills, from the bumping and scraping of that close-combat mech in that competition, to that god-like shooting skill, he had already determined that Yue Xiao was actually a long-range fire support player.

Only then could he explain everything in that battle. Otherwise, he wouldn't believe that anyone could train the extremely difficult-to-control Swift Rainbow to that extent in one hour, even if it was just bumping and scraping.

The scene he had imagined in his mind just now was Yue Xiao immediately using a multi-point blockade maneuver, and then neatly solving the opponent with one shot.

But what was this mess he was playing now?!

With this level, even if he cried and begged to join their team, he wouldn't even glance at him.

Yue Xiao, ah Yue Xiao, could it be that you were really just lucky last time?

What should he do?

Was his old face going to be rubbed on the ground by this bastard Cui Qiang?

Feng Weiwei was also looking dazed. She also couldn't accept it at all, because recently, Uncle Niu had almost mythologized Yue Xiao, and now the contrast was indeed too great.

"Huh?"

While the two were feeling sorry for themselves and doubting their lives, they suddenly heard Cui Qiang let out a light 'huh'. The two raised their heads blankly and looked over, only to see on the big screen that Yue Xiao was dodging the incoming attacks somewhat clumsily, and occasionally counterattacking a few times, but he didn't seem to be aiming anywhere, and it was unclear what he was hitting.

Uncle Niu glared at Cui Qiang. What 'huh' were you 'huh'ing? Was this guy deliberately trying to see him make a fool of himself?

"Huh?"

But just at this moment, Uncle Niu seemed to see something and also let out a light 'huh', drawing a glare from Feng Weiwei. Two old men, so easily startled, if you see something, just say it directly, why 'huh' like a sissy.

Uncle Niu didn't care about Feng Weiwei's thoughts. His eyes were wide, staring at the screen in front of him.

His face could still be saved!

With his years of experience in the industry, he seemed to see something fishy.

On the surface, although Yue Xiao seemed very passive, being the one bombarded, and his occasional counterattacks didn't seem to be hitting anything, that seemingly clumsy movement could always dodge the attacks just right. Even the tracking missiles fired by the opponent could always be diverted by flares at the last moment.

So until now, Yue Xiao, who seemed to be at an infinite disadvantage, had only suffered some scratches from flying gravel, and some paint had been chipped off his mech. Apart from that, the opponent had not gained anything else.

And if this could be attributed to good luck, then Yue Xiao's shooting was also very suspicious.

The battle last time, if you said it was luck, there was indeed that possibility. But that lightning-fast arm raising and gun aiming, the instantaneous aiming and shooting, these couldn't be fake, right?

That super-fast reaction, those handsome tactical movements, if anyone dared to say it was all luck, Niu Wei would dare to tear off his head and kick it like a ball.

In that case, with such operations, it would actually be quite difficult to miss everything.

No, or rather, it wasn't difficult at all, as long as Yue Xiao was doing it on purpose, it would be too easy.

Uncle Niu suddenly understood.

This kid was doing it on purpose!

His face was saved!

But why was he doing this?

"Weiwei, do you know why they are having this competition?" Uncle Niu, who was wondering, suddenly saw the dazed Feng Weiwei, and his eyes lit up.

"What else could it be? Little boys fighting for the right to choose a mate first. Don't they like this kind of duel?"

"…"

As someone who had been there, Uncle Niu couldn't refute it, but according to his personal experience, the duels in that kind of situation would try to show off their gorgeous wings as much as possible, and wouldn't be so civilized.

So there must be something fishy in this!

But looking at Feng Weiwei's appearance, she probably didn't know too much information.

Forget it, why think so much? Wouldn't it be fine to go ask the person himself after the fight?

Uncle Niu was a little self-deprecating. He was getting old, so it was better to use his brain less. He often led the team on expeditions, and he had to give speeches after winning, so he was considered a semi-public figure. It wouldn't be good to go bald too early.

After having a preconceived idea, Uncle Niu saw this game again, and everything was different.

The rhythm of the normal battle was completely under Yue Xiao's control. The opponent was like a puppet on a string, seemingly bombarding the whole field and having a great advantage, but he was just a fireworks maker.