Avery walked towards the fighting platform step by step.
At this moment, at least three-quarters of the audience's eyes were focused on him.
He turned out to be quite tall—a lot of people who knew him couldn't help but think so. This is not to blame for other people, Ellie is used to walking with his head down and his back is a bit hunched, so it is no wonder that everyone always thinks he is quite short.
"Very weak." "The grades are very poor." "I get up early every day, and I have been practicing basic movements." This is the only understanding of Di Zong's classmates about him.
I don't understand why Chairman Mugan would send such a person to participate in the competition instead of him. Everyone was a little muttered in their hearts, but they chose to believe in Mugan.
The commander-in-chief must have his reasons for doing things, and they have to believe Mugan's decision.
"Come on Eli!" I don't know who took the lead in shouting, and then, there was a neat sound of cheering for Eli from the Imperial College.
The sound of cheering reached Ellie's ears, and he froze. The soldier's standing posture trained in several months of military training was not enough to defeat the walking posture formed in ten years. Only then did he realize that he had forgotten to use the correct posture again. way to walk.
A wave of cheers came from behind, and Eli stood blankly for a while.
"I've never been willful."
"Because no one has ever allowed me to be willful."
"However, here, everyone gave me the chance to be willful."
"I want to be worthy of their tolerance."
Don't be ashamed of Chairman Muggan who sent him on the field! You can't humiliate your classmates who cheer you on! Don't embarrass the academy!
One by one "can't" appeared overwhelmingly in Eli's mind, staring at his toes for one last look, the originally hunched back slowly straightened up, and Eli raised his head abruptly.
Looking straight ahead, Avery finally straightened his back, every step was a foot-and-a-half distance, the key points of the steps learned in the military training scrolled in his mind, Avery stood on Ai's perfect soldier's pace. Opposite of the text.
After he stood still, the portal in front of him opened, and a black mecha immediately rose from the ground. Seeing the appearance of this mecha, there was an uproar!
For no other reason: this mech is just too funny! The overly heavy shoulder blade makes it look like a person with a heavy tortoise shell on his back, and because it looks too bulky, many people doubt whether he can move.
There was another whisper from the audience:
"I feel like I've seen him..."
"I feel like I've seen..."
"It seems to be very weak."
…
It turned out that, like Ai Wen of "The Executioner", Avery's mecha is also famous among the freshmen, but this reputation is very miserable: almost everyone has won such a tortoise-like mecha.
"Very weak." "Only one move." "Good at being beaten." - This is the common evaluation of all those who have played against this mecha.
Since the end of the game system will only announce the name of the winner, no one has heard the name of the mecha operator.
"His shell is bigger than when I played him..."
In the crowd of discussions in the audience, the mecha driven by the funny and unknown Avery just met the mecha driven by Ai Wen-
In front of everyone's eyes, Avery awkwardly put on a fighting stance. This was the first time he had driven a mecha in a real environment. Although this mecha was almost identical to the one in the virtual environment, Avery was still a little maladaptive. , Because the upper body is too bulky, his body is even crooked, and he almost did not fall.
"Clean up this shameful guy, Ai Wen!" Although Dean Comlo, who was sitting in the stands, looked calm on the surface, the blue veins on the back of his hands accidentally revealed his true thoughts.
As if hearing his heart, Ai Wen suddenly started running. His movements were so fast that the audience in the outfield hadn't seen what he was doing. The next second, the head of the tortoise-shell mecha clicked. It's on the ground!
A clean cut! Perfect beheading!
one second! Only one second! The new guy from Emperor Zong broke the record again, but he only lasted a second under the executioner's knife? !
This, this... Has Imperial College gave up struggling
There was an uproar!
Not only the audience didn't react, it seemed... even the tortoiseshell mecha with its head off didn't react. He held his head blankly, uh... It turns out that he didn't react, he somehow knew how to hold his head. ,But…
It doesn't seem to work at all? !
"What ability to do. Go back to your kitchen! Avery, this dangerous place is not the place you should come-" Looking coldly at the funny black mecha in front of him, Aiwen squinted and said The first sentence spoken after entering the mecha. Not having the patience to play with Eli any longer, he quickly launched a second attack.
Three-stage dash! Right side scimitar! This time, Ai Wen aimed at the chest of the "tortoise shell" - that is the core part of the mecha. Once a fatal blow is struck, the referee will immediately make a decision to be out!
Thinking in my heart, Ai Wen aimed a precise blow on the right chest of the turtle shell mecha!
"Boom!" With a loud blunt sound, Ai Wen quickly landed from the air after hitting the target, his eyes fell on the referee outside the field, and Ai Wen waited for the moment when the referee announced the result of the game.
"Perfect block! The attack is invalid—" The referee did speak, but what he said was this sentence...
Ai Wen opened his eyes slightly, and he turned to look at the black mecha behind him—
The sturdy right arm was blocked in front of the chest, and Eli's mecha was unharmed!
The temperature of his eyes dropped again, and before Avery could retract his arm, Aiwen attacked again, this time his target was the abdomen of the opponent's mecha, here is the energy cabin, once it hits, the opponent will definitely lose!
Another dull "Boom", this time Ai Wen did not leave his sight from beginning to end, so he saw this incredible scene of course: the mechanical arm was sinking at an extremely fast speed, and Avery actually blocked him again. s attack!
"Perfect block! The attack is invalid!" The referee's voice immediately reached the ears of everyone in the field.
"My God!"
"Second time! This is the second time!"
"It's a perfect block! The attack is ineffective!"
From the auditorium outside the field, the students' voices of discussion were heard again.
It's not that the three students who played before have blocked Ai Wen's attack, but at best they were just ordinary blocks.
Having said that, the concept of "blocking" must be popularized. On the field, someone is attacking, and someone must be defending. The defender makes an action to resist the opponent's attack. This action is called "blocking". If the block damage is less than 20% of the total attack power, it will be judged as "block failure" or "invalid block"; block damage between 20%-60% is called "normal block" ; Block damage between 60%-90% can be called "effective block".
And what is the concept of a perfect block? Blocks that can resist more than 90% of the enemy's attacks and cause the opponent to cause minimal damage to themselves are qualified to be called "perfect blocks"!
If the referee not only said the words "perfect block", but also said the word "invalid attack" when making a judgment, the amount of information contained in the judgment would be even greater!
100% absolute defense!
This is the hidden meaning of the verdict!
"Perfect block? The attack is invalid? This is the first time I heard this judgment on the field today~" After hearing the judgment, Marshal Rothsay turned his eyes from other fields with interest.
Nowadays, the level of these freshmen is basically half a catty. Even if there are particularly outstanding students, for these senior military officials who are used to seeing the best mecha warriors, even the best freshmen are freshmen. They are still very immature, and their moves look the same. Flower fist embroidered legs.
In the midst of the verdict of "blocking" and "blocking failed", an occasional "effective block" is enough to make people turn their eyes away, and suddenly there is a "perfect block! The attack is invalid!" "How can this not be noticeable
In normal times, Dean Comlo wants everyone to notice his son, but it is definitely not now, who made him want to let people notice that another son is also on the field
"That... the tortoise shell looks pretty solid." Marshal Rothsay chuckled.
Done! The person who least wanted to be seen was still seen - Dean Comlo's face was as black as the bottom of a scorched pot.
"However, that Emperor Zong's child is very good! He can react so fast without the perception system. His reaction is very fast." The eyes of the military officials are naturally much higher than those of the freshmen who have just entered the school. Falling heads, the freshmen only saw Ai Wen's swiftness, but General Condon saw Ai Li's strength.
"Under such circumstances, he can still do a perfect block. This kid is really smart~ is he a top student of the Emperor Zong?" General Condon also turned his attention to Eli. Sensing that his boss was interested in this player, his adjutant hurriedly called out all of Avery's information. The result surprised everyone—
1029 games, 1 win, ranking the last in the entire war zone, still staying in the novice zone!
"Is this... a joke?" General Condon was stunned.
Dean Comlo felt that he just wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in!
He was going crazy in his heart, and he kept praying in his heart, hoping that the youngest son would soon drive the unsatisfactory eldest son off the field, but God didn't listen to him at all.
The incredible scene on the field continued.
"Perfect block! The attack is invalid!"
"Perfect block! The attack is invalid!"
"Perfect block! The attack is invalid!"
No matter how sharp the executioner's butcher's knife was, the big turtle shell stood still.
No matter what angle the butcher knife is swung from, the tortoise shell mecha can always resist it. After a long time, those with eyes have found it: "It uses one move from beginning to end..."
"The first move of the first set of standard martial arts."
"Defensive."
Everyone finally noticed this: all the attacks were blocked by the same move! And it's not an advanced trick, it's the first set of standard martial arts that everyone has learned... the first trick!
"Is the defensive style so powerful?" Recalling the defensive style they had learned, the freshmen confirmed it in their hearts.
"Oh! It's a perfect defensive posture. I haven't seen such a correct posture for many years..." General Condon narrowed his eyes.
"However, is he only this trick?"
"Yes, this kid can only do this trick." Dean Ord answered him: "Sacrificing his sleep time and spending hours training more than other freshmen every day, this freshman practiced only this trick. "
Although he was not involved in military training affairs, Dean Aude obviously knew a lot about his students. He even knew the training situation of such an inconspicuous Avery.
He must know that Eli is his own son to pay such attention to him - Dean Comlo thought with a heavy face.
"It can only be defensive. No matter how perfect the defense is, it will be broken sooner or later. In the duel so far, he has only won by chance."
However, the person he won was Mugan, the most powerful freshman in the Imperial College's mecha - this sentence, Oder did not say.
"For this kid, this is the biggest takeaway from his military training, and he's now showing you his most important learnings."
"Please take a good look and see the results of this child's efforts."
Everyone was silent, including Dean Komlo, everyone's eyes fell on the black mecha that was constantly being beaten in the field.
In the face of the enemy's flexible attacks, he has only one trick from beginning to end: block.
However, it was this trick that the executioner, who has always been known for his quick solutions to the enemy, was stunned that he had nothing to do with him. As time went by, they were so abruptly stalemate for four hours!
Calm as Ai Wen, he was also a little anxious.
This level of competition can be called unilateral abuse. Ai Wen does not have the hobby of insulting his opponents, which can be seen from his preference for a fatal blow, not to mention—
The one who was hit by him at this time was Avery.
The elder brother of his mother.
Let's end it quickly - tightening his lips, Aiwen slammed a fatal blow.
"Perfect block!" The referee's voice came again. Hearing the first half of the sentence, Ai Wen felt even more anxious, but—
"The attack works."
Ai Wen was stunned, looked down at Avery on the ground, the blocking posture was still perfect, but the metal on the arm of the mecha was cracked.
"Bangdang—" A huge piece of metal fell off, and with that crack as the center, numerous cracks appeared on Eli's tortoise shell. Not only Avery's mecha, but Aiwen noticed this: with the mecha driven by Avery as the center, there were also layers of cracks on the ground he was standing on.
Ai Wen suddenly became stunned.
"Avery, admit defeat, your mecha is about to disintegrate."
Standing condescendingly in front of the black mecha, and finding that the other party completely ignored him, Ai Wen raised the corner of his mouth, and he waved the butcher's knife in his hand.
Just a swipe-
With the rapid downward swing of the arm, Ai Wen's sharp claws drew a snow-white crescent moon in the air.
Avery didn't hear what Ivan said to himself.
Since a long time ago, he has no longer heard any sound from the outside world. In his eyes, there is no second figure other than the blue mecha that is constantly attacking him.
The constant blocking action consumes a lot of energy, and his physical strength has reached its limit.
Knees deeply on the ground, if not, he will definitely fall to the ground. But even then, his block moves are still flawless, a move, when you repeat it over and over again every day, tens of thousands, even 100,000 times, it becomes part of your reflex arc. No matter if someone attacks from any angle, his body will instinctively make a perfect block.
No one knew that Avery was now on the brink of running out of lamp oil.
However, the more he did, the more perfect his movements became.
Train with excellent people, and you will become better yourself, and Ivan is much better than others.
Doing boring repetitive exercises every day, what Avery needs is actually the opportunity to fight, more opportunities to fight with better teammates. Now, Ai Wen gave him this opportunity.
"After the defensive stance, it only takes an elbow. As long as the angle, strength and position are correct, everyone can't escape this blow, and they will fly out with a Piu..." The words of Chairman Muggan reappeared in Ai Lee's mind.
He was not surprised.
Whenever he was extremely tired, his eyes were all white, and he was about to collapse, this sentence would always appear in his mind. The actions that Chairman Mugan showed in front of him at that time will also appear particularly clearly in front of him. If I could do it myself, if I could do that set of moves, imagine the enemy Piu flying away with a bang, Avery would instantly cheer up.
It's not that he hasn't practiced the following movements, but his reaction is too slow, and his body is always incoherent, and he can't always be well coherent.
"...As long as the angle, strength, and position are correct..." Avery didn't understand what Chairman Morgan said.
However, when Ai Wen hit him with this knife, Ai Li was suddenly enlightened.
In an instant, when the blade was still more than ten centimeters away from him, his body suddenly bounced, his knees twisted, and his body became a very strange state in a very short time!
The elbow, which had always been used only as a defense in front of the chest, formed a strange angle, and the elbow made of hard alloy was pointed in the direction of the enemy.
It was an attacking stance - Eli, who had always only been defensive, realized it instantly.
It's now!
"After the defensive pose, just an elbow..."
"No one can escape this blow!"
Piu… sound.
Ai Wen's mecha flew out instantly, and then—
The head of the mecha was slammed down by his elbow! ! !
With the sound of "dong—", the executioner's head rolled into the dust, and his body was farther away, fragmented.
The mecha with the heavy tortoise shell on its back became the only mecha standing on the field.
The metal layer on his body was shattered and fell off with a rustling, but even so, he still did not fall down.
Victory is decided—
"Kelton Military Academy vs Imperial College, the fourth round is over, the winner: Imperial College."
No applause! No cheers! There is no sound! Everyone present was stunned by the scene that just happened!
After a long silence, someone finally shouted out:
"Akimota choker! Oh my God! It's an Aquimota choker!"