As the spirit blade swung, the air seemed to cleave. Ripples of spiritual energy rolled like a tide, bringing with them a sharp, air-breaking sound as they barreled straight at the base mecha's vital points. However, the base mecha still didn't perform any fancy moves, simply moving sideways, backward, and back again. Each of its steps seemed ordinary, even clumsy, yet it always managed to dodge the most deadly attacks with the smallest of movements.
The audience's laughter gradually turned to astonishment. Some sharp-eyed observers noticed that the basic mecha's trajectory was nearly perfect, each movement seemingly calculated to the millisecond, precisely avoiding the Sky Sword's most threatening attacks.
Ling Ruoxi's face became increasingly cold. Her spiritual energy was completely integrated with the mecha, and the trajectory of the spiritual blade had reached its peak. However, no matter how she adjusted the attack angle, she seemed unable to truly hit the target.
Suddenly, the basic mecha moved, and its right arm slowly raised up. The movement seemed slow, but in an instant it accurately hit the joint of the right wing of the Sky Sword.
"Bang!"
The spiritual energy transmission core made a muffled sound, and the movement of the Sky Sword suddenly stopped, and the light on the spiritual blade dimmed a little.
"Not good!" Ling Ruoxi realized the mech was not in good condition, but it was too late to adjust. The basic mech seized this golden opportunity, spun its body, and the huge inertia of its right arm was like a sledgehammer, hitting the core of the Sky Sword fiercely.
"boom--!"
A violent explosion echoed across the battlefield, and the immense force toppled the Sky Sword to the ground. Spiritual energy dissipated like a tide, and the razor-sharp blade wings lost their former brilliance as they shattered. In the center of the battlefield, the shattered Sky Sword was incapable of movement.
The barrage fell into silence.
The basic mecha stood still, its body swaying slightly before it silently went offline and disconnected from the network. The shabby figure vanished at the end of the virtual battlefield, as if it had never appeared.
After a brief silence, the entire barrage of comments suddenly erupted in a deafening roar.
"Oh my god, the basic mecha actually won!"
"Who is Pilot Zero? His control method is unbelievable!"
The commentator's voice trembled. "Incredible! The basic mecha defeated the Sky Sword. Who is this pilot, codenamed 'Zero'? How did he do it?"
No one can answer.
On the battlefield, the figure that had once stirred a surging tide had vanished without a trace. Ling Ruoxi, furious as she gazed upon the powerless Sky Sword, her heart awash with unprecedented turmoil. This defeat involuntarily reminded her of that simple figure—that basic mecha, like a bolt of lightning from the abyss, shattering her position as the undisputed leader.
The battle is over, but the legend of "Zero" has just begun.
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