Minutes and seconds passed, and in the blink of an eye, another five minutes passed, and the two opponents in the arena were still motionless.

Just because you don't do it doesn't mean you can relax. Focusing on one point for a long time and being ready to shoot at any time is not something that everyone can do.

On Yun Yi's forehead, sweat was already pouring out, but he was still motionless, paying full attention to Feng Qingyun. There have been countless times when he wants to stop this silence and control the mecha to give his opponent a hard move. But he didn't, and he wasn't sure if Feng Qingyun had slackened at this time.

The two of them relied on their own perseverance, but there was still no movement. Although they themselves did not say anything, the audience was not satisfied and protested one after another. Of course, they can only sit at home and complain.

In the organizing committee of the competition, of course, there are ways to deal with this situation. Although there is no time limit for the match, if the two sides of the match are at a stalemate due to some situation and the match cannot be concluded for a long time, a dense number of light missile attacks will be randomly dropped into the arena to speed up the game.

Originally, the process would have been activated 30 minutes after there had been no exchange of fire, but 25 minutes after the match, the chairman of the organizing committee received a communication and immediately ordered a missile attack.

"Why now? Isn't there five minutes left? The other members were puzzled and asked questions.

The chairman spread his hands helplessly and said, "The communication just now was sent by the Prime Minister himself, and His Majesty the Emperor is also watching this game, so I can't let His Majesty the Emperor wait too long." ”

When everyone knew this, they immediately started the program and fired light missiles into the arena.

The arena is virtualized by the central optical brain, and the missile is naturally virtual through the optical brain. For a moment, the sky of the entire arena suddenly became dark, and countless missiles roared towards every inch of land in the arena.

"Why is there a missile attack now?" Lin Jiaoyang looked angry, looked at the time, and shouted; "Why did you start it early, when you still have 5 minutes to go?"

Breteg, who was standing next to him, immediately sent out a communication inquiry, and then replied: "The organizing committee received a communication from Qin Shou just now, claiming that it was to not delay His Majesty the Emperor's time. ”

"Hmph, it's Qin Shou, an old thief, who dares to deceive the organizing committee in the name of His Majesty the Emperor." As he spoke, his eyes fixed on the mecha in the rain of bullets, and a trace of worry appeared on his face.

"Although the Liema Type 7 is the most advanced mecha, in terms of defense, it is not as good as Xingtian, who specializes in defense. This rain of bullets...... Yunyi suffered a little. ”

Yun Yi is not only suffering, but simply gritting his teeth with hatred.

Although it was his first time participating in the mecha competition, he was still very clear about the various rules of the competition. In particular, he remembered the initiation procedure of this kind of bullet rain clearly.

Why did it start earlier when there were still five minutes left before the rules of the game?

At this time, Yun Yi's heart had no time to think about this. Missiles are falling from the sky, and he must do his best to dodge the missile attack and the light clouds that may follow.

In the sky, countless missiles obscured the entire sky, and looking at the dense red dots detected on the screen, Yun Yi only felt that his head was big for a while.

Without the slightest hesitation, Yun Yi's hands tapped on the keyboard quickly, and the Liema Type 7 galloped back, distancing himself from Feng Qingyun's Xingtian mecha, while opening the missile launcher on his chest, as well as the two small-caliber rapid-fire cannons located on his left and right arms, ready to bombard missiles that could not be dodged at any time.

As for what Feng Qingyun was doing, he didn't care about checking it anymore. He could only ensure that he distanced himself from Feng Qingyun now, and most of his mind was on the missile that was about to fall.

"Boom ......"

Finally, the first missile landed in the middle of the field. Immediately after, countless missiles crackled from the sky like a thunderstorm on a summer afternoon.

Cloudwing's mech was like a pedestrian shuttling through the pouring rain, trying to dodge every missile that might hit him. His eyes widened, staring at each missile on the screen. Because his hands were too fast, they turned into phantoms, making it impossible to see clearly what kind of instructions he was entering.

At this speed, the mech, which was originally as stiff as steel, was transformed into a soft dancer, dancing lightly in the storm. But there was a mysterious pattern in that dance, so that not a single drop of the heavy rain in the sky fell on him.

Occasionally, there are also so many missiles that cannot be completely dodged. Yun Yi will also use his perverted analytical ability to judge in advance, and when he is in the air, he will be blasted in the air with missiles or rapid-fire cannons.

The minute-long rain of bullets is coming to an end, but Yunyi's performance has shocked all the spectators. His near-perfect dodge attracted everyone's attention, so much so that no one looked at Feng Qingyun on the other side.

"This ...... How is this possible? The chairman of the organizing committee of the competition stared at the data displayed on the screen with wide eyes, rubbed his eyes and said, "Is it because I am dazzled, or is the data statistics wrong?" How is it possible for someone to be under a hail of bullets and not take any damage? ”

In the office of the principal of the Imperial Military Academy, Feng Ye stood up violently, but then fell back to the sofa and muttered: "Until now, I still haven't seen through the strength of this cloud wing. Where did Lin Jiaoyang find this monster from......"

One star in Chang'an, in the palace of Chu and Tang Dynasty. His Majesty the Emperor looked at the red mecha in the image with satisfaction and nodded uncontrollably, and said happily: "Empress, look at it, the quality of our Chutang mecha is good." Well, yes, yes, the mecha can make such soft movements...... Haha, our Chutang mecha is fast, and none of the missiles hit...... Of course, the driver is also good, I like it very much, haha......"

Seeing that the rain of bullets was coming to an end, Lin Jiaoyang gradually relaxed and showed a hint of a smile. Blettag beside him looked at the mecha on the screen, and there was a hint of envy in his eyes.

"It's terrible......"

The rain of bullets attack finally ended, and Yun Yi relaxed slightly after glancing at Feng Qingyun, who was far away from him. Wiping the sweat from his head, he moved his hands that were about to cramp, and looked at the craters all over the ground. Thinking of the wave of offensive just now, Yun Yi's heart was afraid for a while. If it weren't for the fact that he broke through his hand speed in the battle with Li Lingfeng a few days ago, he would definitely not be able to dodge this wave of bullets and rain of bullets today, and he would have been hit by at least a dozen missiles, which would have reduced his defense layer by at least 20 percent.

The defense of the Burning Horse Type 7 was already inferior to the Xingtian Mecha, and if it was reduced by another twenty percent, then Cloud Wing would fall into an extremely dangerous situation.

"I don't know what happened to Feng Qingyun's mecha, it's better to be blown up more than half of the defense, hehe, wouldn't I be able to win easily?" Yun Yi looked at the mecha in the distance and thought maliciously, and then controlled the mecha to cautiously approach the opponent.

However, he seemed to have forgotten that there was a huge shield in the hands of the Xingtian Mecha. The shield used by the mech is not a super defense to defend against attacks, but uses some high-tech means to build various tilts and grooves on the surface of the shield, as well as some chemicals with a smoother surface. Relying on these things, the shield can easily deflect the opponent's attack so that the center of gravity of his attack does not fall on the shield, thus dissolving the opponent's powerful attack power.

In the face of a torrential rain of missile attacks, the Xingtian mecha only needs to hold the shield above its head to protect most of its body. The cost of this is only a slight damage to the surface of the shield. The main body of Xingtian is still intact as new!

PS: Recently, I have a cold, and I haven't gotten better, and I'm dizzy all day long...... The essence that was not added last week has been made up today, as long as it is not too watery. In addition, if you find typos or plot bugs when reading this book, I hope you can correct them in the special post in the book review area, thank you very much.