As soon as this voice came out, everyone else in the public chat room was instantly stunned.

Several veterans recalled the voices of others who had spoken before. After comparing and thinking, they almost immediately retreated to the edge of the ring.

"The wind is blowing hard!"

"Something's wrong, it's that Wukong mecha!"

No one was complaining about how the opponent, a strange mecha that joined midway, could enter the public channel they opened before the game. All the survivors immediately chose to retreat and escape.

After all, the Wukong mecha was too much of a deterrent to them.

Looking around, some people who were still in the cradle of life already had panic expressions on their faces.

But no matter how panicked, during the retreat, someone had already thought of a countermeasure.

"Turn on the power output to the maximum! If there are interference bombs, smoke bombs, flash bombs or even other weapons, throw them directly! Then we will rush forward!"

No matter how the other party will react when they hear this decision on the public channel, at this point anyway, everyone only has the last-ditch energy reserves.

Then let’s have a fight! You can’t really lie down like other people!

"There is a hammer flash bomb! You can only carry cold weapons when you ride on a horse! Can my little Li dart penetrate the armor of the Great Sage?! Damn!"

"I didn't say it, but my machete can still move."

Amidst the roar of the channel voice, the few remaining Iron Overlords instantly changed their special forms.

The power engines on their backs and ankles began to increase to their highest output, and the weapons in their hands were tightly grasped and fixed.

The Winged God mecha hanging in the air also began to reveal some specially modified parts, such as the inexplicable long tube parts that suddenly stood out from the back.

"It seems that the battlefield situation is changing rapidly. Our players are already planning to give it a go and bring defeat to Wukong Mecha?"

Wang Teng was explaining, but he didn't need to explain. The audience could clearly understand that this was definitely the last battle.

Faced with this tense situation, the smart eyes of Wukong's mecha turned out to be very calm at this time. Even after flashing, the blazing golden eyes on the mecha's head seemed to go out.

The parts of the entire mecha that were very ferocious just now began to turn soft.

As if all the weapons and impact spikes had been restrained, the color of the entire mecha's armor even changed visible to the naked eye. Even the iron rod that had claimed the lives of many mechas was now visible to the naked eye.

It started to glow a little.

The bright yellow colors became more numerous, and Wukong's mecha even had a slightly Zen-like feel at this time.

"With this change, does the Wukong Mecha have energy weapons?" Someone shouted this in the audience.

Although it was very urgent, others heard it.

"No way? Energy weapons! Will we die?!" someone shouted in shock.

at this time.

Sudden.

Wukong Mecha's eyes opened.

The pupils that were originally very agile, at this moment, even if they were hundreds of meters away, still made people feel like they were seeing a ball of flame.

There was no smoke or explosion, but it made many people feel trembling.

"Amitabha!"

A Buddha's name and a bell ringing.

A strange sound echoed around the arena.

"Charge!" Zhou Long shouted "Charge" in the small channel.

The remaining mechas all rushed forward. Iron Overlord, who usually looked a bit naive, now rushed forward like an arrow from a string.

It's just a matter of one second.

In an instant, the sound of explosions and dazzling light filled the entire square for the opening ceremony. Even the scorching sun in the sky seemed to have dimmed a lot at this time.

"Hold the grass, my eyes!"

"Nima!!!"

"Fake!!!"

Not to mention human eyes, many civilian equipment are unable to properly capture the actual picture at this time.

Of course, in addition to this, many people began to cry for father or mother in panic, or "ask for help."

"Help!"

"Terrorist attacks?"

"Call up!!"

"husband!"

In panic, some people hugged their relatives and friends tightly, some tightly protected the equipment in their hands, and some stretched their hands to unknown places.

After the light dissipated and the sound of the explosion echoed around the venue for several times, everything became quiet again.

The calm after the excitement always seems so quiet.

When the cameras in the live broadcast room and the audience turned their attention to the ring, no one could remain calm.

The scene of ruins made it impossible to see the barrage in the live broadcast room clearly, and also made the players and tourists in the audience exclaim in surprise.

"Hold the grass?"

"Instant kill, see instant kill again?"

"Who loses and wins in this horse riding?"

In the arena, Wukong's mecha was already like a sculpture, lifeless and motionless.

Two of Iron Overlord's cold weapons have cut into the interior of Wukong's mecha, and there are ruins all around.

Some of the stone pillars erected around the arena were broken, and some had cracks on their surfaces.

The hardened ground around Wukong's mecha was also in a mess, as if it had been dented by a bomb.

Phew~

The cold wind blew by, kicking up dust and captivating the eyes of the spectators in the stands nearby.

"The system restarted successfully, authentication was successful, and information is being scanned."

Zhou Long's Winged God Mecha landed next to a stone pillar at some point, but it happened to not cross the boundary, so the penalty rule was not triggered.

After a few seconds, the unique bell in the "Omnic Crisis" game sounded.

Players and tourists at the opening ceremony of the Global Martial Arts Conference, as well as netizens in the global live broadcast room of the Jiuzhou Entertainment Platform, all heard a mechanical male voice at this time.

"The danger is over! Wing God has completed his mission.

The defender of this game is: Zhou Long!"

…

"??_?????" Zhou Long looked around in confusion and then at his own mecha, his mind still a little unable to react.

He only remembered that he was sprinting, preparing to get behind the enemy and make a sneak attack.

But little did he know that the bright light and harsh sounds instantly contaminated his brain through the mecha's sensors. When he came to his senses, the mecha's system was in the process of crashing and restarting.

At this time, the director was also confused and his scalp was numb.

They started hurriedly retrieving the shooting data as early as the first time, but after searching several video sources, they found that the video material of those critical seconds was completely unwatchable.

It’s either white light flashing or a mosaic of damaged data…

But this is not a problem for the resourceful Wang Teng.

After learning that the video data could not be used, Wang Teng immediately fired up and shouted excitedly into the microphone.

"Let us cheer for the winner of this game! Player Zhou Long from Daxia!"

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