The level 7 mecha and the level 3 mecha are almost crushing. Even if Moran's mecha is not professionally modified, it is just an ordinary military level 7 black shell mecha, which can easily cause great damage to Yao Xia's level 3 mecha. After several dangerous and dangerous dodgings, the left cannon of the silver-white mecha was still wiped, almost half-waste.

The mecha skills produced by Master Huo Lan are very comprehensive. The master of the Atn barrel is located in the arm of the mecha, with a long-range attack. There are two totals. If the left barrel is scrapped, it is almost equivalent to scrapping the long-range attack channel on the left. Molan is quite sensible. He originally only went to the field for training, but he didn't expect to rank a low-level mecha controller. The silver-white mecha looks expensive, and he did not directly attack the cockpit to make the mecha scrap. He focused on the angle and chose fast attack again.

However, this time, the mecha, which had been slow in his eyes, suddenly moved. It was not a prediction, but a real reaction and movement. The scrapping of the atn on the left side did not affect the performance of the silver-white mecha at all. After dodging his attack, the silver-white mecha quickly closed its body. When it was close to the body, it was replaced by a long silver-white sword that quickly flew out from under the robotic arm. The long sword was not made of metal, but a flame knife formed by extremely hot platinum flames. Because the step of swinging the knife was omitted, until Moran reacted and retreated quickly, his mecha was still cut by the knife with a hole burned by the flames.

What's worse is that the surveillance port behind his mecha used to detect movements was also destroyed, and the thirteen screens in the cockpit suddenly became halfway.

If another level 3 mecha controller was replaced, he would have wanted to jump up now, but v666 did not. It didn't even have time to do its favorite God of War posture, so it quickly retreated while the level 7 mecha was dodging the Platinum Flame Knife. When the two mechas confronted each other again in the air, their distance was already very far away.

This time Moran used the front to face the silver-white mecha. There was no way, it would be impossible not to use the front. He could no longer observe the situation on the back of the mecha. After staring at the mecha for a while, he had confirmed that the opposite side was not only a key controller, but also could use mental power to control the mecha at the same time.

It sounds simple, but as long as you are a mecha, you know how difficult it is. Key control is key control, and mental control is mental control. The reason why the two are so clear is that few people can still distract themselves from using mental assistance while controlling a whole training platform. Even the genius in the team who can burst mental assistance can only last for about twenty minutes.

Moran's eyes lit up slightly. This time he did not hesitate to keep his hands. He opened his hand at full speed without hesitation. He aimed at the silver-white mecha in the distance and quickly moved under the cover of laser rays. In a flash, he reached behind the silver-white mecha. The silver-white mecha's speed was far less than the artillery fire of the seventh-level mecha. Even if it was predicted, it was only enough to avoid it and there was no time to observe anything else, and there was more than one prediction.

Yao Xia's hand almost made a afterimage on the console, and his mental power was consumed more than twice as fast. He barely avoided the fierce artillery fire. He turned around and was about to evacuate, but the entire mecha hit the big black shell of the level 7 mecha with a bang.

Moran's key position was continuously controlled, and the robot arm was raised up. The black hole gun barrel aimed at the cockpit at the head of the mecha. Only his gun barrel was left facing the surveillance port. Yao Xia's hand paused on the console for a second, and the voice of the v666 machine came from his mind: [Host, I lost.]

Yao Xia shook her head gently. What she could feel was not that there was a problem with the operation of v666, but that their mecha level was too low and her mental power could not support it. With all kinds of concerns, it was strange that it could achieve good results. Just as she was about to comfort it, a few words suddenly sounded in the mecha system, which was a prompt to request communication.

Didi sounded twice, probably because the opposite side stopped the communication from her opponent. Yao Xia didn't want to answer, but v666 suddenly said repeatedly like he was injected with chicken blood: [Receive, answer!]

Yao Xia had no choice but to connect to the communication on the other side, and a slightly heavy voice came through the mecha system: "Are you a student in the First Military Academy? With your level, you played very well."

"Thank you for the praise." Yao Xia said politely, and v666 was already heartbreaking, [Call him! Excite him! Ask him if he dares to drive a level 3 mecha and fight me one-on-one! No! Level 5!]

Yao Xia paused, and before he could speak, the voice from the opposite side came again, "This is a field battlefield. You admit defeat. This mecha is very beautiful, and it will be bad if it is useless."

For an opponent who has the upper hand, this is gentle, so Yao Xia is not too angry. After all, this is the fact. If this mecha is disabled, she can't even afford to repair it.

V666 was about to get angry and jumped to the ground and said: [His mental power level is only two levels higher than ours. If it weren't for the suppression of the mecha level, it would be not necessarily the case who lost and who won. Host! I want to beat him up!]

"I admit defeat in this game." Yao Xia's voice sounded not very hostile. Moran laughed and suddenly heard the female voice on the opposite side say: "My mecha level is too low, but my mental power is already at level 5. It's okay to control the level 5 mecha for a short time. If you are not busy, can you start another game of level 5 correction with me?"

Mecha battles are divided into levels. Generally, third-level mechas like Yao Xia will not be as exaggerated as level seven mechas. It is just because there is no one on the battlefield. The fifth-level correction field means that the level five mechas provided by the battlefield hall in a unified manner during battle. The battle is carried out while ensuring fair equipment. However, this is still unfair to low-level opponents. High-level mecha divisions will only be more handy when controlling low-level mechas. Moreover, because low-level mechas consume less mental power, many high-level mecha divisions will also deliberately drive low-level mechas as practice. For example, Moran, who has just broken through level seven, uses level six mechas for training.

After hearing Yao Xia's proposal, Moran's first reaction was to refuse. He was the captain. He came to the battlefield hall to train with his teammates in order to train in actual combat. He threw all his teammates in the audience and corrected with a third-level ghost. Isn't this a joke? But the female voice on the opposite side was too calm, so calm that she was not afraid even when facing a level seven opponent. Moran suddenly thought of herself, who had just entered the military academy a few years ago.

After a long time, he sighed and replied, "I'll have another fight. This time I'll fight slowly. You can watch it."

I'll learn from you, a big-headed ghost!

The entire system of v666 was excited. When the equipment was pulled to the same level, as long as it could seize the little time spent on the host's mental power, it would definitely give this level seven mecha that had never seen the world what is perfect operation!

His captain won the victory without any surprise. Soris, who had been staring at the big screen, couldn't help but shake his head. Just as he was about to retract his gaze, he saw another match under the big screen. This time he watched it very well. The whole team was waiting for Moran to get together, and no one was going to sing. So who was against whom in this match?

The big screen quickly gave him the answer. Two identical level 5 mechas were transported to the preparation point by the robotic arm. The short platinum-blond hair of his captain flashed across the screen. The cockpit door of the silver-white mecha opposite opened and closed, and immediately a small black shadow jumped into the cockpit of the level 5 mecha.

"It's still the third level, how did he get into the fifth level mecha? Have you been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger before, and lost just now, so I want to use my original strength to play a game with Moran?" Soris sneered.

Lei Zhe stared at the battle screen. He knew that the third-level mecha controller was indeed only at the third level, and at most he had higher mental power. He didn't understand why he opened the fifth level correction.

Feiman, who had not spoken, looked at it for a while and said slowly: "When that little alpha came in, I saw her. She was about to break through the fourth level. Moran would be willing to play corrections with her. Maybe she thought her operation was good. I also watched the battle just now. I couldn't do this when I was in the fourth level. This little devil is very powerful."

Even the geniuses gathered from the Federation, with various halos, are actually just military academy students with an average level of 5 and 6. Moran and Lylester are special cases. Basically, after playing the Star Origin League, they have to be recruited by the military headquarters in advance. Everyone no longer regards them as their peers, so everyone knows what kind of operations can be done by the Alpha, which is almost level 4. It seems that the third-level ghost who can pass a game under Moran is still very powerful.

Of course, if she really said that she could defeat Moran, no mosquito here would believe it.

The v666 went crazy the moment he got Yao Xia's control of both hands. It had never driven such a high-level mecha. Although Master Huo Lan's level 3 mecha was exquisitely made, the level was the level. Even if the level 5 mecha was made of the most ordinary metal, it was much better than the level 3 mecha. It excitedly tried a set of Tai Chi at the preparation point and jumped twice.

"I'll take back what I said just now." Feiman's mouth twitched.

It took Moran a little time to adapt to the low-level mecha. Looking at the mecha that was jumping happily on the opposite side, there was not much fluctuation on his face. This battle was just a teaching venue for him.

The author has something to say: v666: Yes, it is a teaching venue, and Master 6 teaches you how to slap in the face.
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