"Let's go, let's go back to the break room." Chitaki said to Belle Losa.

"Okay." Belle Rosa nodded back.

Moments later, Chitaki returned to the preparation area, and the grinder had just recovered it, and the researchers brought by Embich immediately greeted him, ejecting the cockpit and checking the damage.

Chitaki looked at the smoky smasher with a solemn expression, in fact, he was also very annoyed by the last shot.

Tarytius walked up to Chitaki at this time: "The rules are always written by the winner, I think you should know how to do it." ”

Chitaki was silent for a few seconds and replied, "I know." ”

An Lixi came over at this time and said: "The damage is moderate, Jeslo's condition is fine, but he has suffered a little mental trauma, there is no problem after resting for a while, and the power of the butcher's main cannon has been tested, and the results are shocking." ”

"How strong?" Tarytius asked.

"One-half of the power of the annihilation cannon! And after looking at it as a whole, I can be sure that the mecha must be loaded with powerful destructive weapons, and the number is unknown. Ann Lixi said.

"I see." Chitaki replied.

"I've already booked, adjusted my condition, and prepared for the battle in the near future." Ann Lixi replied.

"No problem." Chitaki replied in silence.

In the A3 arena, the butcher grabbed a mecha with his bare hands and threw it directly, and the mecha exploded on the ground.

The crowd erupted in screams of excitement, and the whole competitive match seemed to have changed a bit.

After the battle, the butcher, who was supposed to take a routine break, did not leave, but shouted.

"Next!"

"Butcher! Butcher! The square erupted in cheers.

At this point, the image screen switches to the exit of the other platform.

Time passes by second, by second.

"Hurry up!" Countless spectators shouted.

It's a pity that there is still no response, and at this time a prompt box pops up, and the number 17 personnel abstains! Start platoon numbered 18 people!

"Cut!" A sigh rang out.

In the midst of the sighs, a new prompt popped up, "Personnel number 18 abstained!" ”

"Shh!!h The atmosphere in the square has reached a critical point.

At this time, Tarytius and Christine walked to the edge of the square and looked at the real-time projection in the sky.

"Do you have faith in Chitaki?" Christine asked.

"I've never worried about fighting, in fact, Chitaki has fought all these years, which one is not more dangerous than this?" Tyrentius replied coldly.

"Then I don't quite understand, you're so interested in coming to watch the fight." Christine replied in confusion.

"I'm looking for something, this thing is only available in the White Moon Starfall Empire, and this battle is a stepping stone." Tyrentius looked up and said.

Christine was slightly stunned and didn't say anything.

At this time, the real-time video has reached the number of 20 people.

In the midst of everyone's sighs, a prompt box pops up for the battle, Combat Personnel: Hipbony, Battle Weapon: Crazy Eye Renhawk.

The butcher slowly raised his head, and the man in the driver's face smiled hideously, and it seemed that he still didn't have a long memory.

In the distance, the platform began to rise, and Mad-Eye Rainhawk began to appear in everyone's field of vision.

The original sigh gradually faded away, and the hideous appearance of the mad-eyed Rainhawk shocked everyone present.

The officials who were watching the battle in the Imperial Palace were also in a commotion, knowing that they were not so surprised when they saw the five generations of pure mechanical mecha butchers.

"This is a fifth-generation pseudo-base god mecha, you must know that there are only eight in our empire." An old man said in surprise.

"It's kind of interesting." Asiburn chuckled.

"Although the standard is met, the miscellaneous production can not be on the table, and the high concentration of pollution can not be used for how long the driver's life can be." Karissette said coldly.

"I don't think so, it's enough to have strength in this era, as for longevity, it's not a big deal, and if you don't have the strength, you may not even be able to see the sun tomorrow." Asiburn replied.

The Moon Emperor's cold gaze looked at the mad-eyed Rainhawk who appeared on the stage, and his expression did not fluctuate without any fluctuations.

A woman with a bowed head standing beside the Moon Emperor said, "Lord Moon Emperor, this is one of the several seeded players selected this time. ”

The Moon Emperor nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.

At this time, the Star Emperor asked, "Sister, these two are so strong, is it okay to fight?" At this time, it is an unnecessary loss to damage the party. ”

"In our eyes, they are just reaching the standard, and they are not indispensable talents, if you want to really prove yourself, then show your own strength." The Moon Emperor replied coldly.

At this time, in the real-time projection of the main hall, a comparison chart of the parameters of the two sides surfaced.

The fifth-generation aircraft butcher, the construction materials are: made of Tanner meteorite superalloy, power system: BZR series multi-nuclear control furnace, main gun: "Destroyer" series T2 modified cationic city breaker, secondary gun: 500MM high energy particle through cannon (328 pieces)......

Very detailed data is lined up in rows, with a red warning color in the bottom row (Magazine 1 is equipped with two Gluttony V3 antimatter stealth high-velocity missiles).

On the other side, the data is shown.

Fifth-generation machine pseudo-base god mad eye Rainhawk, construction materials: Qi Juzi, multiple composite materials, power system: bioenergy, backup energy, equipped with restraint device: CCS series 07 modified model restraint ring, cell activity value: 13600 points......

"Unfortunately, antimatter weapons are banned in competitive matches." Assiburn had a regretful expression on his face, and seemed to regret that he couldn't see the climax of the wonderful scene.

"Even if you use it, you can't take this mecha what, the pseudo-Jishen series of weapons are fighting head-on with the heavy pure mechanical fifth-generation aircraft on the ground, and they themselves will suffer a loss, and no one will take advantage of it, which is very fair." Karissette replied nonchalantly.

"You have some truth in saying that, who do you think will win, how about we take a gamble?" Assy Byrne's offer with interest.

"Bet on what." Karissette asked.

"I haven't figured out exactly what to bet on, but it's very simple, how about the loser need to do what he can for the winner?" Asiburn said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll choose Madeye Rainhawk to win." Karissette replied.

"I bet the butcher will win." Asiburn replied.

In the A3 arena, the butcher and Mad-Eye Rainhawk face each other.

The butcher made a screeching voice: "Boy, I hope you can fight better than your companions, and don't surrender like a turtle!" ”

"Surrender? Are you talking about yourself? Chitaki replied coldly.

"The mouth is quite hard, I don't know if it's the same soft bones as your companion." The butcher scoffed.