Chapter 283 Duel Arena: They are part of the ruins, there is no sense of incongruity!
In the No. 2 examination room, Zhao Yan drove the "Zhaoying Guard Cavalry" to break through the siege in the fierce battle. The originally tattered shell of his mecha was now even more horrible, with huge scratches crisscrossing and some parts crumbling. Fortunately, thanks to the performance of the mecha, Zhao Yan was able to take off and get a moment of respite.
Looking around, the condition of other students' mechas was not optimistic. Some were missing a mechanical arm, and some had damaged leg joints, causing slow movements. Most of the students' mechas had exhausted their energy cannons, leaving only ordinary attack shells.
Zhao Yan checked his watch, his stamina was 32, his health was 33. He frowned, wondering if he was at the bottom, so he didn't dare to act rashly. He knew that if he rushed into close combat at this time, he would be easily killed instantly; if he used cannonballs, he might not be able to eliminate the opponent, but would waste precious life-saving resources. So he decided to save the cannonballs until the critical moment to save his life.
Zhao Yan's eyes were firm and determined. Although his physical strength was constantly depleted, his fighting spirit was not reduced at all. He held the control panel tightly with both hands, controlling the "Zhaoying Guard Cavalry" to flexibly avoid the opponent's attacks, while looking for opportunities to counterattack. Every action was full of determination, knowing that if he relaxed a little, he would lose everything.
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In Examination Room 3, Zhang Kuang drove the Thunderstorm and fought hard in the chaotic battle. The shell of this once majestic mecha was now severely damaged, like an ancient sculpture eroded by time, riddled with holes.
Zhang Kuang's face flushed red, and sweat flowed like a waterfall. His eyes were like burning flames, staring at the opponents around him, and roared: "Come on! You little minions, you want to defeat me, Zhang Kuang, but there is no way!"
Although he still had 50 stamina, he only had 29 health points left, and the situation was urgent. The Thunderstorm was heavy and difficult, and every move was accompanied by the wailing of metal, as if protesting against excessive torture. Zhang Kuang tightly gripped the joystick, his knuckles turning white from the force, trying to keep the mech from attacking again and again.
"How could I, Zhang Kuang, be afraid of you! Come at me if you have the guts!" He roared loudly, his eyes full of unyielding determination and domineering.
The battlefield was filled with smoke, and Zhang Kuang's vision was sometimes obscured, but with his extraordinary combat intuition and rich experience, he still struggled to hold on in the difficult situation, eager to seize the dawn of turning the situation around.
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In the No. 4 examination room, Zhang Meng drove the "Flame Wolf God of War" into the smoke. The shell of the mecha was broken, like a wounded beast, showing the fierceness of the battle.
Zhang Meng's eyes were determined, and his clothes were soaked with sweat. His tightly pursed lips showed his determination. At this moment, his physical strength was only 40 and his life was only 33. He silently swore in his heart: "Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, I will fight to the end!" Then, he pushed the joystick hard and drove the mecha towards the enemy again.
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In Examination Room 5, the countdown to the exam was only 15 minutes, and the tense atmosphere was as heavy as lead. Ye Yao had just finished a fierce battle with her opponent in a mecha, and took a short break to catch her breath. Her tired eyes swept around randomly, and suddenly fixed on the "Swift Blade" that was damaged and shocking not far away.
Her heart trembled, and past memories came flooding back. She clearly recalled the many times she had fought side by side with this mecha, and scenes of fierce battles flashed through her mind.
After she realized it suddenly, she couldn't help but say to herself in annoyance: "Oh! It's you, Brother Cheng Yi, I'm sorry! Why did I realize it only now!"
Ye Yao's face was full of guilt and regret, her brows were tightly furrowed, and she looked very self-blaming.
Ye Yao drove the Black and White Walker with a pitted shell and creaking parts, and approached Cheng Yi's Swift Blade with difficulty. The Swift Blade was in a miserable state, as if it would fall apart in the next second, with parts scattered and joints shaky.
Finally, the two broken mechas were close together. Seeing Ye Yao recognized him, Cheng Yi couldn't help crying: "You finally recognized me. I was bombarded by you many times before. It was so hard for me!"
The two of them had no time to talk, and looked at their watches at the same time. Ye Yao's physical strength was 18, and her health was 9; Cheng Yi's physical strength was 20, and his health was 11.
Both of them were shocked: if they were frightened by someone unexpectedly, the protective shield would probably pop out and they would be eliminated immediately!
In this state, if there is any mistake, the exam will be completely hopeless.
They looked around vigilantly. The outer shell of the Black and White Walker was uneven, and parts were loose and seemed about to fall off; the joints of the Swift Wind Blade were creaking, and some structures were almost broken.
The two mechas stood silently here, blending in perfectly with the surrounding smoke-filled, dilapidated and chaotic ruins, as if they had been part of the ruins from the beginning, with no sense of incongruity at all.