Zhuang Zhou's dormitory was in an uproar. How could a group of high-spirited young men endure this kind of humiliation?

"Zhuang Zhou, bet him!"

"Old Man, if you're a coward, just admit it. Don't try to make it sound so good."

"Are the ten spaceships ready?" Huo Nan laughed.

"The match isn't over yet!"

On the field, the Centaur Fighter also found its rhythm, constantly shrinking its attack circle, making the Armored Dragon pale in comparison. Although it had the shield for defense, it was already struggling to cope.

However, the Centaur Fighter kept its distance from the Armored Dragon Fighter at just over 10 meters. This was because the maximum distance the Armored Dragon Fighter could instantly dash forward to pursue was ten meters. This was under the condition that the Centaur Fighter stood still. As long as the Centaur reacted, it could immediately pull away.

Kairon had never fought such a luxurious battle before. Anyway, he was determined that as long as his opponent wasn't injured, he wouldn't get close. And he didn't believe that his opponent could keep fighting like this.

Just when everyone thought this was going to turn into a protracted battle.

A loud bang exploded on the spot, like a thunderclap.

A cold light streaked across the sky, followed by a graceful arc. The Armored Dragon Fighter landed.

The Centaur Fighter, still firing wildly as it ran, suddenly split in two. Its upper and lower body separated and flew out.

Boom...

Half a second later, the mecha exploded.

Armored Dragon wins!

The Martians in the live broadcast room were enjoying themselves. Just when they were about to reach their climax, it felt like their little jj had suddenly disappeared.

How could this be?

Impossible, how could it suddenly die???

The Martians in the live broadcast room instantly exploded. For a moment, the crowd was excited, wishing they could drown Mu Ou with their saliva. They didn't even believe the system's judgment.

"Damn, you lying Earthlings! These dog Earthlings must have used some shameless tricks!"

"How the hell can you win like this? I don't believe it!"

"Impossible, he wouldn't win even if he had ten thousand chances!"………………

While the arguing was going on, the big screen had already shown a slow-motion replay of the kill.

The Centaur Fighter was constantly doing circle shooting around the Armored Dragon. The video showed distance markers, indicating a circling distance of about twelve to fifteen meters. This showed that Kairon was very cautious and knew the opponent's maximum distance very well.

However, the moment the Centaur Fighter approached within ten meters, the Armored Dragon disappeared.

The playback speed slowed down again.

During the defensive process, the Armored Dragon had been building up momentum, with its engine running at full power, which is the so-called dash pre-motion.

But a dash couldn't reach that kind of distance.

The Armored Dragon Fighter seemed to disappear with the sound of an explosion. In slow motion, Kairon's force-gathering dash, combined with the engine's fully charged energy, reached a tacit balance.

That is, when the mecha's force and the engine's catapult start are perfectly matched, an extra thrust is generated, reaching the peak of the dash - Blitz!

This is undoubtedly an S-class melee technique!

But this distance... the slow motion gave a close-up of the final moment, a blade of arc light flashed.

Blitz - Yan Fan!

Elegant and composed, reaping without a trace of fireworks, the ultimate impact combined with a smooth high-speed sword-cutting technique, like a skilled butcher dissecting an ox.

By the time the line of sight caught up, the Armored Dragon Fighter had already bounced back to the ground.

The next moment, the Centaur mecha was kicked away.