Xiang Fan, manipulating Mech Zero, crouched at the edge of the canyon. The psychic energy fluctuations displayed on the screen nearly made his head swell. Sweat broke out on his forehead, and his voice trembled. "They... they're about to enter the trap. Everyone... everyone, get ready!" He spoke nervously, but he didn't dare move his hands, fearing a mistake.
Chu Yang was busy operating the guerrilla mecha. He dug a shallow pit neatly, patted the mecha's short sword, and whistled: "Junior brother, can your little mechanism trap a Jindan spirit beast? This... is this reliable?" His tone revealed three parts of disgust and seven parts of disbelief.
Xiang Fan hurriedly explained, his voice even more urgent than usual: "Brother Chu, this... this is not the main trap... it's mainly a psychic jammer, it... it will weaken the spirit beast's shield and perception..." He didn't finish his words and started wiping the sweat from his forehead.
Lu Qingli hid behind a rock on the other side, unsheathing the Flowing Light Immortal Armor's lightsaber. She said gently, "Xiang Fan has thought it through very carefully. Don't be suspicious. Just act according to the plan."
Chu Yang rolled his eyes, spread his hands and complained, "Alright, alright, I believe you. But if these big guys don't walk into the trap, we little mechas will just be beaten into discus shape by the spirit beasts!"
The guerrilla mecha began to move. Chu Yang controlled the dagger and swung it twice, not forgetting to shout arrogantly: "Hey! You stupid guys, if you have the guts, come and catch me!" His voice almost shook off the nearby leaves through the loudspeaker system.
The spirit beasts were indeed enraged. With a low growl, six Jindan-level spirit beasts turned simultaneously and charged towards Chu Yang, their stomping causing the ground to shake violently. Chu Yang abruptly turned around, his voice a bit hurried, "Hey, hey, hey! Junior Brother, didn't you say you'd only send two or three at a time? This... this is a bit too much!"
Xiang Fan sat in the cockpit, his head full of the soaring data of psychic energy fluctuations. He hurriedly shouted through the communication channel: "Senior Brother Chu... don't... don't attract so many at once! Psychic interference might... might..." Before he finished speaking, he saw a spiritual beast on the screen suddenly bypass the trap and rush towards Lu Qingli.
While Lu Qingli controlled the Flowing Light Immortal Armor to fight, she commanded in a calm voice: "Chu Yang, lure them into the trap, don't let them disperse!"
Chu Yang muttered, "I tried my best," but his hands moved faster than his mouth. The guerrilla mecha turned and nimbly led the two spirit beasts into the trap. The remaining spirit beasts were obviously smarter, actually flanking from the left and right, trying to surround Lu Qingli.
Xiang Fan's hands trembled slightly, but he still activated the psychic jammer and murmured softly: "It must succeed... It must succeed..." Accompanied by a low hum, the psychic field in the trap area suddenly strengthened, directly interfering with the spirit beast's shield and ability to move.
"It's done!" There was a hint of relief in Xiang Fan's voice.
Chu Yang was so excited that he almost jumped up: "Look at me!" He controlled the guerrilla mecha to accurately pierce the crack in the spirit beast's shield. The dagger emitted a spiritual light, and the spirit beast howled, and half of its body collapsed.
Lu Qingli seized the opportunity, wielding her Flowing Light Immortal Armor's lightsaber, piercing the core of another spirit beast. Simultaneously, her long-range psychic cannon locked onto the remaining spirit beast, delivering a fatal blow. The operator of another Foundation Establishment mecha delivered a flanking blow, sending several spirit beasts crashing to the ground before dissipating in a flash of light.
"Beautiful!" Chu Yang cheered, and the guerrilla mecha spun proudly in the canyon. "I told you I can do it!"
However, the remaining spirit beasts were clearly enraged, roaring furiously. Their shields unexpectedly began to recover, their strength multiplied. They charged directly towards the trap area, so fast that Xiang Fan was flustered.
"They... they are all coming over here! Everyone be careful!" There was obvious nervousness in Xiang Fan's voice, and his fingers quickly adjusted the output of the psychic jammer.
Lu Qingli said calmly: "Don't panic, concentrate your firepower and defeat them one by one. Don't let them escape the trap!"
A more intense battle is about to begin. The canyon is filled with spiritual energy, and the fighting atmosphere in the entire secret realm is instantly pushed to a climax.
The spirit beasts finally fell, and silence returned to the dusty canyon. Chu Yang slumped in the cockpit of his mecha, panting like a fish on land. "Those spirit beasts are such a jerk! They nearly killed me! I should have restrained myself earlier. I shouldn't have been so arrogant."
Xiang Fan's Mech Zero slowly sheathed its weapons. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, his voice still trembling slightly: "Fortunately... fortunately, everyone cooperated well, otherwise we... we might not be able to hold on..."
Lu Qingli piloted the Flowing Light Immortal Armor out of the center of the trap. The psychic flames on the mecha's blade gradually died down, and she breathed a sigh of relief. "Everyone performed very well. This battle was won beautifully and is worth celebrating."
The system interface lit up, and the scoreboard on the screen began to update. Chu Yang was the first to rush over to check the rankings. He nearly laughed his jaw off the floor. "Hahahaha! Look! The Lingxiao Sect has surpassed the Baixing Sect in points! I'm actually number one in individual points this time! Is there anyone who can be more awesome than me?"
Lu Qingli also glanced at the rankings and nodded: "Indeed, our total points are now ahead of Baixing Sect. Chu Yang, your personal points are high because of the high output of the guerrilla mecha. You are indeed a hero."
Chu Yang was so proud that his mecha shook. "Brother, this wave of operation is simply a divine skill. Ye Tiandi is so weak. If he dares to show off again, I will make him doubt his life next time!"
Xiang Fan opened his points screen and silently saw his name hanging at the bottom of the team. He muttered softly, "Sure enough... I'm still a drag." His voice was as soft as a mosquito's hum.
Chu Yang didn't hear it, but Lu Qingli came out of the cockpit, looked at Xiang Fan and encouraged him, "Don't think like that. You are the key to the success of this plan. Not everyone has this kind of brain."
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