The Bronze Zone arena in the Spirit Realm Battleground was bustling with activity. Players gathered in a circle, excitedly discussing the new challenge before them.
The Merciless Sword Armor stood in the center of the arena, its black shell gleaming coldly in the sunlight. Shen Tianshu, the operator, stood before the mech, his expression icy and his gaze shone with arrogance. His voice was low, yet it carried a sense of pressure: "Who dares to fight?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the players around him immediately started whispering.
"Is this the legendary Ruthless Sword Master? I heard he defeated several virtual mechas before. Does he really think that no one in the Bronze District can defeat him?"
"Arrogant... But, his swordsmanship is indeed strong."
"Hey, don't jump to conclusions. The Bronze District is full of hidden talents, and it's not a place where you can just walk around casually."
A slender, guerrilla-style mech slowly emerged from the crowd. Its hull was painted a dazzling silver, and two lightweight thrusters were mounted on its back, making it look like a bird poised to take to the sky. The player piloting it was codenamed "Feiying," a Bronze Zone veteran renowned for his speed and agility.
Feiying said in the public channel: "Mr. Wuqingjian, right? Let me see your ability." There was a bit of contempt in his voice, and he obviously did not take Shen Tianshu seriously.
The onlookers immediately went wild.
"Feiying is the fastest player in the Bronze Zone. His guerrilla mecha is specifically designed to counter this heavy-armored Ruthless Sword Armor."
"Master Wuqingjian is in trouble now. If he can't catch up with Feiying, he won't be able to touch him at all."
"Tsk tsk, this is going to be interesting."
Shen Tianshu listened to these discussions, a sneer curling up at the corner of his mouth. His eyes swept over Feiying's mecha, and his tone was cold: "Guerrilla mecha? Just some tricks. How dare a clown show off his skills in front of an expert?"
Feiying shook his head defiantly: "You're quite tough. Don't let me beat you so hard that you can't get up later."
The battle begins!
Without further ado, Shen Tianshu directly controlled the Merciless Sword Armor to charge. The black mecha stabbed out like a sharp blade, and the spirit sword in his hand emitted a dazzling cold light, aiming directly at Feiying's mecha core.
“Too slow.” Feiying chuckled, and the thrusters of the guerrilla mecha suddenly started up. The entire body flipped flexibly in the air, dodging Shen Tianshu’s attack like a gust of wind.
Just as Shen Tianshu turned to pursue, Feiying fired a talisman cannon. The talisman cannon sliced through the air and accurately hit the side armor of Wuqing Sword Armor, sending a wave of spiritual energy trembling outward.
"Come fight fair and square!" Shen Tianshu shouted angrily, raising his Spiritual Sword high and attacking fiercely with his Merciless Sword Armor. However, Feiying had already easily distanced himself.
Feiying's voice came over the public channel, teasing, "Who would be foolish enough to fight you head-on on the battlefield? Do you think this is a sect's training ground? Too bad, I'm not one of those sparring AIs."
The guerrilla mech's speed was fully utilized. Like a fluttering swallow, it constantly moved across the battlefield, sometimes retreating, sometimes sliding sideways, accurately dodging every attack from the Ruthless Sword Armor. At the same time, the talisman cannons and light attacks took turns to attack, and the Ruthless Sword Armor's defensive barrier gradually weakened.
Shen Tianshu's brow furrowed deeper and deeper. His gaze was fixed on Feiying's mecha, and his fist trembled slightly on the control lever. This feeling of passively taking a beating made him feel an uncontrollable anger.
The onlookers were already laughing so hard that they were rolling on the ground.
"What is Master Wuqingjian doing? Charging forward? Chasing after others?"
"Do you think that if you shout 'upright and upright', the other party will stop and let you fight? That's hilarious!"
"His defense barrier is almost halfway down. Feiying is definitely going to win this battle!"
Feiying's voice sounded again, with obvious provocation in his tone: "Where is the swordsmanship genius? Come and chop me, don't say I didn't give you a chance."
Shen Tianshu took a deep breath, his eyes gradually becoming calm. He slowly gripped the joystick, gave up the blind pursuit, and instead controlled the Merciless Sword Armor to stand firmly in place.
"What, you don't want to run away anymore?" Feiying deliberately provoked, the guerrilla mecha drew a beautiful arc in the air, and the talisman cannon was ready to fire.
Shen Tianshu's Merciless Sword Armor was practically crumbling from the blows, his psychic energy reserve alarm blaring, and his defensive barrier on the verge of collapse. Feiying's guerrilla mecha was as nimble as the wind, like a cat playing with its dying prey.
"That's all?" Feiying sneered. His guerrilla mecha rolled over, beautifully avoiding a sudden attack from the Merciless Sword Armor. "The famous Merciless Sword Master is no more than this."
Shen Tianshu's face darkened, his palms brimming with sweat. He fixed his gaze on the enemy on the screen, gritting his teeth. "I won't lose to such a despicable maneuver!" He thrust the lever sharply, channeling the last of his spiritual energy into the spirit sword. A dazzling ray of light suddenly erupted from the blade's edge, like a meteor piercing the sky, piercing the core of Feiying's mecha.
However, Feiying raised the corner of his mouth, his tone full of sarcasm: "Too slow."
The guerrilla mech's thrusters suddenly accelerated, and the mech slid sideways nimbly. The spirit sword brushed against the edge of the mech, sending up a shower of sparks but failing to cause any substantial damage. Then, Feiying's mech, like a shadow, clung to the flank of the Merciless Sword Armor, its spirit talisman dagger fiercely piercing its spirit core.
"boom!"
With a loud bang, the Merciless Sword Armor vibrated violently, and the alarm of a destroyed spirit core instantly filled the entire cockpit. Several huge red words popped up on the screen - Battle Failed!
Feiying's sarcastic voice came from the public channel: "There is no fairness on the battlefield, idiot!"
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