Ye Ling's slender fingers brushed across the cold metal surface of the mecha, her brows furrowed.
A key component connected to the energy core was loose!
This is not simple wear and tear. There are obvious scratches on the interface of the screws, as if someone had deliberately damaged it.
"Damn! Which little bastard dares to trick me?" Ye Ling cursed in a low voice.
The quarterfinals were won beautifully. Could it be that one of the defeated opponents was angry and wanted to do something secretly?
The images of several suspects flashed through her mind, and Zhang Lei's sinister eyes were particularly lingering.
Time is running out, the semi-finals are about to begin.
Ye Ling immediately contacted Director Wang and explained the situation briefly.
"Director Wang, someone has tampered with my mech. I'm afraid there will be problems with the competition!"
Director Wang sounded a little impatient. "Ye Ling, the competition is coming up soon. You can't just say things like that. Do you have any evidence? If you don't have any, don't just blindly suspect other contestants."
"But..." Ye Ling wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Director Wang, "Okay, okay, I got it. I'll send someone to check the venue to ensure the competition is fair and just. Just focus on preparing for the competition and don't let your imagination run wild."
"Beep——" the phone was hung up.
Ye Ling held the communicator, a surge of anger in her heart.
This old man is such a stubborn old man!
No evidence?
Aren’t the scratches on this screw obvious enough?
"Okay, since you don't help me, don't blame me for using my ultimate move." Ye Ling narrowed his eyes, and a cunning light flashed in his eyes.
She dug out spare parts from the toolbox and quickly replaced the damaged ones.
Fortunately, she had the foresight to prepare spare parts in advance, otherwise she would have been in trouble today.
Although spare parts were replaced, the performance of the mecha was still affected, and the originally smooth energy flow became somewhat unstable.
Ye Ling took a deep breath and suppressed the uneasiness in her heart.
"Just wait and see who will be the final winner!" She patted the metal shell of the mecha and walked towards the arena.
The huge stadium was brightly lit, the audience seats were packed, and the cheers were deafening.
Ye Ling took a deep breath and walked into her mecha.
"Contestant Ye Ling, are you ready?" The referee's voice came through the communicator.
"You can start anytime." Ye Ling replied coldly.
At this moment, Zhao Mengmeng drove over in her pink mecha and looked at Ye Ling provocatively, "Ye Ling, I didn't expect you to make it to the semi-finals. It's really surprising. But, this is the end."
Ye Ling sneered, "A defeated general dares to shout? It's still uncertain who will win or lose."
Zhao Mengmeng's expression changed, "You..."
"The game begins!" the referee ordered...
As soon as the whistle sounded to signal the start of the game, Zhao Mengmeng's pink mecha rushed towards Ye Ling like an arrow.
"Hmph, today I'll let you see how powerful I am!" Zhao Mengmeng's voice communication was full of arrogance.
Ye Ling sneered, manipulating the slightly sluggish mecha to dodge nimbly, while mocking, "That's it? As slow as a snail!"
Despite the problems with the mecha, Ye Ling's operation was still sharp.
She was like an experienced hunter, accurately predicting Zhao Mengmeng's every move, dodging attacks at the critical moment, and seizing the opponent's flaws to counterattack.
Zhao Mengmeng, who originally thought she could win easily, gradually fell into a disadvantage, with disbelief on her face.
"Impossible! How could your mecha still be so agile?"
The audience erupted in exclamations. Reporter Wu excitedly explained to the camera, "Oh my God! Even with her mecha damaged, Ye Ling was still able to fight Zhao Mengmeng on equal terms! This is simply a miracle!"
He pushed up his glasses, the dazzling lights of the stadium reflected on the lenses, "It seems that this game will be more exciting than we imagined!"
Noticing the abnormality of Ye Ling's mecha, Zhao Mengmeng seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw and attacked more frantically, trying to defeat Ye Ling in one fell swoop.
"I wonder how long you can hold on!" Ye Ling's mecha was shaking under the fierce attack, and the alarm kept sounding.
At the critical moment, Ye Ling's eyes flashed and he mobilized the power of the ancient mecha core.
A powerful energy surged into the mecha, and the originally flickering lights instantly stabilized, and the performance of the mecha was briefly improved.
"Let me show you what real speed is!" Ye Ling sneered, and the speed of the mecha suddenly increased, rushing towards Zhao Mengmeng like a flash of lightning.
Before Zhao Mengmeng could react, Ye Ling hit her with a heavy punch, and the pink mecha fell heavily to the ground.
"This...how is this possible?!" Zhao Mengmeng looked at everything happening in front of her in disbelief.
Ye Ling stood in front of her and said condescendingly: "I'm sorry to disappoint you."
Although he won the game temporarily, Ye Ling knew that it was only temporary.
The mecha's malfunction has not been completely repaired, and the next round of opponents will be even stronger...
She looked up at the final match list displayed on the big screen, her eyes fell on the two words "Gongsun Zan", and her eyes became deep and cold.
"Gongsun Zan..." She murmured softly, her fingers tightly gripping the joystick.
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