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Chapter 31 Target Locking

The abandoned basketball court in Rock Park is the mecha fighting holy site in the old town.

More than 300 mecha enthusiasts gather here every day to watch or directly participate in mecha fighting, and if Rock Park starts to hold some amateur mecha challenge events, the number of enthusiasts coming here will be multiplied by two or even more.

There was no challenge today. The official audio and lights of Rock Park were not activated, but more than 600 people came, and many of them even stood in front of the barbed wire and waited because a strong opponent came yesterday, challenging the dignity of Rock Park.

The folk mecha enthusiast organization in the old city turned on its own searchlight when the hour hand pointed to 9 o'clock, turning the abandoned basketball court inside and out like daytime.

This afternoon, a friendly bearded black man with Zhang Yi walked into the center of the basketball court wearing a street fashion outfit. He opened his left hand and put a look on his back of his ears. The whole audience began to be excited.

Outside the barbed wire, vendors selling beverages were rushing through the crowds amid cheers. Several prestigious Locke Park bosses were taking the banker to start, and star-coins were entering their pockets.

Zhang Yi and Ningning arrived at the abandoned basketball court early. Because of Liang Zhicheng's status in the mecha world of Rock Park, they sat outside the white line of the basketball court. This place can be regarded as a elegant seat, and the best choice for watching mecha fights from close range.

"Two uncles, who do you think can win?" Ning Ning looked left and then, but still felt that Reddy, who was known as the boxing champion, who represented Rock Park, would win.

Zhang Yi said lightly, "I think the little fat man will win because his mecha is really interesting, haha."

"Reddy is very good. If he wasn't too old, he had a slow reaction. He could have been the leader in the amateur league of the Mecha League." Liang Zhicheng gave his loyal answer.

Looking at the MC bearded man who blew the game whistle to the smiling mecha a few days ago, Zhang Yi, who actually didn't care who won or lost, asked: "Today's competition system?"

"Two wins in three games, if you don't have a knockout, you will count the points."

Zhang Yi smiled. It seems that the development of folk mechas has become more and more professional.

At this time, the bearded MC, who was posing in a shape, finally put down his left hand, and the cheers of the audience came to an end. He shouted in a deep voice: "Let us welcome yesterday's king, Iron Fist, Ge-Hao!"

As the bearded man's roaring voice continued to be high-profile, the self-produced inferior impression on the scene released a very rhythmic piece of music.

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Ge Hao is seventeen years old this year, 1.65 meters tall and weighs 180 meters. The most eye-catching thing on his round fat face is the two kind-hearted eyebrows and a piece of two taels of pork that looks like hanging on his chin.

His mecha is also very similar to him, which is less than 1.85 meters tall, much smaller than the smiling mecha, but very fat. A large number of external armors are embedded in its round body. Combined with the short legs of the mecha, it looks very funny.

However, this cute mecha named after Fat Dad has two unlovely thick robotic arms. The robotic arms are designed in segments. These two robotic arms, which are nearly 1.8 meters tall, have a joint every thirty centimeters, and there are actually six joints designed on one robotic arm.

The function of joints is flexibility. Zhang Yi said before that this mecha is interesting because of this. He could have imagined that when the opponent blocks the Fat Dad’s mecha’s fist, the Fat Dad’s mecha can use various joint reversals to hit the opponent’s vital points in unexpected situations.

But when Zhang Yi saw Ge Hao, he immediately thought that the owner of this fat father mecha was even more interesting.

The fat little fat Ge Hao not only has a seemingly honest and honest appearance, but is obviously a wealthy family. He wore a small red and black suit with a full British style. Even when he stood, he had a small bow tie around his neck. The same style as the suit was a pair of nine-point pants and a pair of big leather shoes were dark and shiny.

The moment he heard the music, the little fat man moved. His fat body was extremely flexible and danced a mechanical dance with the rhythm of the music. The fat father's mecha beside him made the same movement, and the atmosphere on the scene was ignited in this mechanical dance.

While twisting his flexible body, the little fat man took his fat father's mecha into the center of the abandoned basketball court. When the last drum beat of the rhythm sounded, the little fat man raised his right hand and stretched out a fat index finger, made a fierce expression on his face, and made a suicide gesture to his opponent who had not yet appeared. This was his ENDPOSS.

But the fat man's arrogance did not make the audience exclaim, because of his horoscope and natural sense of joy, the audience burst into laughter.

The little fat man scratched his head after hearing the laughter, thinking to himself why I designed the handsome look that I had been making laughter all night yesterday? Could it be that my beautiful face is so friendly?

Thinking of this, the fat man was a little depressed, and then stepped back to the sidelines with his short legs, putting on external sensing holographic glasses and bracelets.

After the appearance ceremony of the little fat man, the bearded MC paused word by word: "Fist-Wang-Ri-Di!"

Reddy, wearing a hooded jacket, swinged and punched the field all the way, completely extinguishing the laughter of the previous second, and the whole audience was filled with excitement.

After the mecha was settled, the bearded MC shouted loudly: "GO."

The boxing mecha controlled by Reedy instantly made two jabs after the sound fell.

After the jab was aimed at the round head of the fat father's mecha, the fat man Ge Hao seemed to react and immediately raised two thick robotic arms and punched ten times in a row!

It was so hot that the atmosphere on the sidelines immediately reached its peak.

But soon people discovered that after the boxing champion mecha's extremely powerful ten punches, the fat father mecha had not moved at all.

Zhang Yi, who was off the court, raised his eyebrows and said, "The little fat man won."

Ning Ning held the opposite opinion: "This is just beginning."

Liang Zhicheng spoke, but said irrelevantly: "Patient." I don't know if it means that the little fat man is patient or is warning the boxing champion mecha to be patient.

However, it is obvious that the boxing champion mecha really has no patience. Under Reddy's control, the boxing champion mecha launched a new round of storm attacks. The muffled sound of punches and punches was like raindrops, hitting people's hearts. Instead of extinguishing their enthusiasm, their emotions became more and more high.

Faced with the continuous attacks of boxing champion mechas, the fat man Ge Hao knew that he could not defend himself. He began to make extremely accurate dodging movements, sliding, shaking his shoulders, rowing his upper body, and even a very flexible half-turn.

After a series of dodging actions, the audience exclaimed.

The fat father's mecha had already left the attack range of the boxing champion mecha. The little fat man Ge Hao made an arrogant move again. The fat father's mecha had a squint position in front of the metal head and swung his fingers with his left hand in front of the metal head, as if he was waving his hand to ask the boxing champion mecha to come and beat him up.

As a well-known player in Rock Park, Reddy has experienced countless mecha fights and has long been accustomed to many provocative actions, but for some reason, the nameless fire rose today, perhaps because the ridiculous movements of the fat man’s dance just now were too ridiculous.

The boxing champion mecha felt Reddy's nameless fire, and Reddy's fist attacked again, facing the fat father mecha, one punch heavier than one punch, and one punch was harder than one punch.

The Fat Daddy Mecha seemed to be about to lose and retreated all the way to the three-point line in the left half of the abandoned basketball court. After another heavy punch was blocked by the Fat Daddy Mecha, a smile appeared on Ge Hao's fat face. Although his smile still looks honest with him, he is proud and cunning.

The Fat Dad Mecha held the right arm of the boxing champion mecha, and the engine suddenly roared, and its right fist swung upwards vigorously and heavily. The Box Dad Mecha's left arm set up hope to block the Fat Dad's upcoming right fist. He did block it, but it seemed that he did not absorb the lessons of yesterday's defeated man and forgot the robotic arm joint of the Fat Dad Mecha.

At this moment, the fat father's mecha's right fist heard a "crack" sound, and a thick steel pipe appeared on the wrist of his right arm, supporting his fist downward to the top of the boxing champion mecha's head.

Then Ge Hao's mechanical fist, which he called himself "Little Cannon Fist", began to hit and retract like a telescopic machine.

In an instant, more than thirty punches knocked the Boxer Mecha's head aside. With the whole audience screaming, Reddy immediately controlled the Boxer Mecha to retreat.

But obviously, Fat Daddy Mecha has a very profound skill, with short legs following Cady Mecha, two long robotic arms, punching and punching the head of the boxing champion mecha in the wheel.

Cady, who was wearing a hood on the off-field, was punched by punches and lost her center of gravity, but she did not notice that Fat Dad's mecha's right arm was getting shorter and shorter.

After shrinking all joints, the right arm of the Fat Dad Mecha was only 1.5 meters long. After all the external armor was fit, the arm had no joints and could only go straight up and down.

But it is obvious that Ge Hao needs to be straight up and down, and the fat father's mecha engine is fully activated. Ge Hao's step turned his fat waist and hit his right fist upwards, and he said in a stinky fart: "Get up, little boxing champion."

The fat father's mecha naturally made the same move. When the powerful robot arm was moving upward, the sound of breaking the wind sounded, and the extremely unpleasant metal tearing sound when hitting the jaw of the boxing champion mecha also sounded. The huge body of the boxing champion mecha flew into the air, and the jaw that was subjected to force flew into the sky, completely tearing the metal on the neck, and bursting out electric flowers.

Fat father landed first, and then raised his long and short arms to celebrate his eleventh victory.

After a second of cheering, the boxing champion mecha whose metal head was completely blown down, smashing a shallow pit. The lightning in the neck was free to twitch, and the whole body began to twitch.

All the onlookers on the field and outside the field presented cheers to the fat man Ge Hao, who danced a mechanical dance with a sarcastic look, bringing the atmosphere to a high point.

Ning Ning, who was outside the court, widened her eyes and sighed: "So strong."
Chapter completed!
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