Death failed to launch a sneak attack, but instead suffered a head detachment and was carried off the stage. It is said that because of the continuous defeats, he was hit hard and later had a shadow on the ring and never appeared in the black factory again. Of
course, this is a later story.
Qi Anxi kicked Death's head off with one foot and walked straight off the stage. The referee didn't even have the time to ask him how he felt about the victory.
The arena was cheering. Obviously, there was a group of spectators who didn't like Death before, and now their emotions gradually emerged. But Qi Anxi seemed to be unable to hear these voices and walked out directly.
Wei San looked at his handsome back in the studio and couldn't help but sigh that Brother Qi was still as direct as ever.
But the murderous aura seemed to be much stronger.
I don't know what I did during this time.
After turning off the computer, Wei San continued to work on her work. She closed her eyes and used her senses to probe into the parts in her mind. She didn't even need to open her eyes, and the parts in her hands were glued together and tightly fitted.
It took Wei San a whole day to make a rough outline of the mecha body alone. In the evening, she took a break for a while, squatted at the door of the store, and ate noodles with the boss.
Suddenly, she received a message from Qi Anxi: [Do you want to participate in the team competition together? ]
Wei San almost choked while holding the bowl. Why did he want to participate in the team competition with her?
"You and Qi Anxi are quite familiar with each other." The shopkeeper squatting beside her came over and looked at her message interface and said, "Can you help me get an autograph?"
Wei San glanced at the shopkeeper and subconsciously turned his back to him, so that the shopkeeper could see the interface more clearly.
"Why don't you just set the interface privacy?" The shopkeeper shook his head and continued to eat his noodles.
Wei San got angry when he heard this. When he spent 30,000 star coins to buy a computer, the clerk specifically said that it had interface privacy. As a result, when he went back to check, the interface automatically coded her ID, and other things were exposed, clearly. Moreover, the interface privacy of other people's computer means that except for the owner of the computer, no one else can see the interface, but in this case, she herself can't see her own ID.
Good guy, false propaganda is indeed the same no matter which world it is in.
Since he bought it, Wei San can only make do with it.
Wei San took a few bites of his noodles before he stood up and replied to Qi Anxi: [It takes three people to play the team competition, and a mecha master is needed in the later stages.]
There are two ways to play at level L3. One is to play alone as before. The other is a team competition, with light, medium and heavy mechas competing together. The points and star coin rewards for the team competition will be doubled, but Wei San had never thought of looking for other people before, and he didn't know them.
Qi Anxi: [I know. I asked you today. You are a medium-sized mecha, and I have a friend who is good at heavy mechas. The team competition should be more interesting, and we can get on the points list earlier.]
Getting on the points list means that you can upgrade in the later stages. Wei San has always wanted to upgrade and get a bigger reward.
Bow to life: [Okay, but I'm only free on weekends. 】
Qianxi:【It just so happens that we basically only have weekends recently. 】
Bow to Life:【Which L3 random pool is your friend in now? 】
Wei San wants to see how his friend is doing.
Qianxi:【Oh, he is still fighting on the underground level and just came in. 】
Wei San: “?”
Qianxi probably knew that it was a bit absurd, and immediately explained:【It doesn’t matter, I told him that he can challenge across levels, and he should be able to upgrade next week. 】Wei San
just finished reading the message he sent, and immediately received another system notification:【Qianxi recommended ‘Fuck You’ to you. 】Qianxi
:【This is my friend, you can add him as a friend first. 】
Wei San:【…Your friend’s ID is quite unique. 】
Qianxi:【Your IDs are all unique. 】
For a moment, Wei San didn't know whether Qi Anxi was really praising them or mocking them.
Wei San added "fuck you" as a friend, and the other party immediately accepted and sent a message: [Are you the mysterious person? ] The
mysterious Wei San was full of questions.
"Fuck you": [I'll be promoted next weekend, let's fuck them together! ]
Bow to life: [Okay. ] "
Fuck you": [Why are you so gloomy when you talk? ]
"Fuck you" Wei San: "..."
This was the first time someone pointed it out directly. When she met her opponent, her gloomy immediately lost.
The three of them later created a group. It was obvious that the name was not given by Qi Anxi, it was called "fuck the black factory".
People's personalities are really distinct these days.
Wei San sighed in her heart in a gloomy way.
…
Because of the sudden addition of the three-person group, Wei San's progress in making the mecha was accelerated a bit. In the middle of the process, she also learned a book called "Mecha Weapon Encyclopedia" to study how to change the weapons of the blood drop.
The performance of the blood drop has reached perfection. The only thing Wei San can change is the weapon, but the change cannot be too big, otherwise it will destroy the overall balance of the mecha.
On the last night of Friday, Wei San's black factory new mecha was finally built.
"That's it?" The shop owner was like a crowd of spectators, shaking his head with gossip.
"Pretty good." Wei San asked the shop owner to help measure the mecha data, and there was no big problem.
The shop owner gave Wei San a thumbs up: "You are the most flexible mecha master I have ever seen."
"Thank you."
On Saturday, Wei San arrived at the third underground floor, and the three of them met directly in the lobby.
As soon as she got there, she saw a masked young man standing next to Qi'anxi, looking around.
"Fuck you?" Wei San stepped forward to greet him.
The masked young man stared at her for a long time, and finally nodded: "Fuck you."
Wei San: "..." Suddenly, he got a little angry.
"Let's go form a team first." Qi'anxi said.
He had learned the rules clearly this time. The group had to be certified on the machine in the lobby, and then they could PK.
"Fuck... Fuck, come here." Qi'anxi seemed unable to open his mouth to shout this name.
Fuck you gave me goosebumps when I was startled by his nickname, but since Wei San was present, it was not easy to ask him not to shout.
The three of them were authenticated on the machine in the lobby one by one, forming the "Fuck the Black Factory" team, and then entered the PK pool.
"Fuck, you choose." Wei San shouted.
"You are the one who does it." Fuck you pouted, but his hand pressed the confirmation button first.
[23rd Arena: Fuck the Black Factory Team vs. Hahaha Team]
The three of them received the opponent and the arena number at the same time.
"Let's go, Xixi lead the way." Fuck you is a person who doesn't let anyone take advantage.
The Black Factory took into account that there were six mechas in the competition venue, so the group arena range was larger. There was no group competition in front of the 23rd arena, so the three of them went directly into the passage.
As soon as Wei San released the mecha, Gan Si Ni next to him was shocked: "Your mecha is so ugly!" He had never seen such an ugly mecha in his life.
Even Qi Anxi next to him was stunned. He had seen Wei San's colorful mecha before, but he was still not as shocked as this time.
This mecha is completely original and has not been painted. In addition, the materials and parts used by Wei San were all bought from the store owners separately, and the colors are completely different. The mecha is gray in different degrees, a little gray here, a little dark there.
It feels like... every mecha has its own clothes, but the mecha that bows to life ran out without clothes.
——It's an eye-catching thing.
Wei San said righteously: "We are here to compete, not to participate in a beauty pageant."
Painting costs money. Wei San saved a penny, and his life suddenly became happy. It is no joke to bow to life.
"What you said seems to make sense." Gan Gan thought for a while.
As the three of them stood on the stage, the opposite group all set their eyes on Wei San's mecha. Some of the audience members in the audience who were still listless because they got up early also woke up one by one when they saw Wei San's mecha. They
all sighed that there are such ugly mechas in the world.
"Are you going to compete or not? Have you never seen such ugly mechas?" Gan Gan shouted arrogantly to the three stunned people on the opposite side.
Gan Shi, you are more confident than Wei San, as if being so ugly is a kind of honor.
There are several options for the light, medium and heavy mechas to face off against each other. It depends on how the two sides choose, whether to compete with the same mechas or different types of mechas.
However, in this case where the two sides do not know each other, it basically depends on who rushes to the front and who will fight first.
Gan Gan rushed forward first and was attacked by ion cannons without any cost.
Wei San had never seen anyone who was so good at using artillery shells. He dragged the light mechas of the Hahaha team while watching him compete.
Gan Gan fired all ion cannons without missing a single target, but the whole mecha exuded carelessness, as if it was just firing casually.
It is obviously a heavy mecha, but you can see the "lightness" from it.
The Hahaha team didn't expect that the heavy mecha that defeated the Black Factory team was so strong. The medium mecha that Qi Anxi was dealing with wanted to rescue his teammates, but was caught by Qi Anxi and shot with a crossbow arrow directly in the throat.
The suffocating feeling of being shot in the throat was instantly transmitted to the people in the mecha cabin through the mecha. Before the feeling was eliminated, Qi Anxi had already approached and pulled out the arrow with his hand, and once again sent the arrow into the body of the mecha, directly destroying the mecha cabin.
...Shit.
Wei Sanfen looked at the two people distractedly. Damn, this was the first time she saw Qi Anxi. She didn't know how Qi Anxi's fighting style became so brutal after not seeing him for a while, and this close-range, waste-utilization method was something she had never seen before.
Although Qi Anxi had kicked his opponents away neatly in the past, he only forced his opponents to admit defeat and stopped there. Last week, he attacked the Death God with a sneak attack and kicked him in the head. This week, he used the same deadly moves and didn't give his opponent any chance to fight back.
Where did Qi Anxi go to study?
The two people over there finished the game almost instantly, and didn't come to help. He just stood on the stage and watched Wei San and another person entangled.
"Lower your head, what kind of fighting method are you using? Just kill him!" Gan Gan stood beside him and said with his arms crossed in the mecha.
Wei San: "..."
The last player of the Hahaha team saw that all his teammates were defeated, and heard Gan Gan's words, but he was provoked first, and he looked like he was going to fight Wei San to the death.
Wei San, who was originally drawing water, was startled. Her mecha was newly made, and although it was extremely ugly, she couldn't let anyone bump into it.
The people on and off the stage suddenly saw an ugly mecha speed up like a ghost, crossing with the opponent.
"Boom--"
One-third of the upper body of the opponent's mecha rolled down directly, exposing the mecha cabin. The man inside stiffly raised his hand to touch his hair, and then fell down.
"It's interesting that you know this person." Gan Gan put away the mecha and talked to Qi Anxi next to him, "This fighting style is crisp and neat, and it has a little bit of my style."
His mecha was still intact, Wei San breathed a sigh of relief and came out of the mecha.
As soon as he came out, Gan Gan came up and put his arm around his shoulder: "I didn't expect you to have some skills."