Stride like a shooting star!

The pace of the mecha is far beyond ordinary people's imagination, and the distance of several hundred meters is only a matter of seconds for the mecha.

Every time the mecha controlled by Liu Mengchao steps on the ground of the school ground, it will sink deeply and raise high dust. This dust is the cloak of Liu Mengchao's mecha.

How can a knight have a cloak?

How can a knight have a spear?

So the knight used the yellow sand in the sky as his cloak, raised his one arm as his spear, and rushed towards his goal. ""Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!"

The war horses no longer neighed, only the horseshoes silently knocked on the ground, making ding-dong-ding-dong sounds one after another. This was the war drum, this was the first sound before the lightning in the sky, and this was the beginning of Liu Mengchao's charge.

"Dressage!?" Cornelia, who was sitting on the podium, suddenly sat up straight, her eyes filled with disbelief. This was not the first time she had seen someone use dressage, which is only used in military parades. The mecha operating technology only appeared in shihou. This was not the first time for Cornelia to see someone on both sides of the war using dressage steps to win the victory with an elegant and gorgeous gesture.

but……

Why would there be such a person in Shime, who only has a one-armed mecha, but dares to attack Lancelot, whose performance is hundreds of times greater than his own... and... and...

As if she had a telepathic connection, Yuffie spoke the hidden words in Cornelia's heart.

"Because Shime Liu Mengchao is more like a knight than a knight, more decisive and fearless than a knight."

Knights are supposed to be decisive and fearless. The so-called glory in victory is just a derivative of this determination and fearlessness. The first knight was like Liu Mengchao.

They can't see the future, they can't see tomorrow, they can't see hope. All they can see is the three-foot steel gun in front of Ziji, the indomitable horse under Ziji, and the close enemy in front of Ziji.

It all just comes together in one sentence.

You die, or I die.

Suzaku didn't want to die, so his attention was even more concentrated than before. He never thought that a very ordinary sparring session would face such an unimaginable situation.

"Do you really want to die with me...?" Suzaku's throat was a little dry, and questions poured out of his mouth subconsciously, which could relieve his inner tension.

However, come if you want!

Suzaku's body leaned forward involuntarily. The high-performance Lancelot seemed to be completely stunned at this moment, standing there dumbly and motionless. But this was exactly Suzaku's tactic.

When Liu Mengchao's mecha came to Ziji's side, he used Lancelot's super high performance to defeat Liu Mengchao in a split second duel!

This is also the essence of Iai.

Liu Mengchao didn't have any insight into Suzaku's tactics at all. He was still moving forward without any hesitation. The word "concern for death" was added to Liu Mengchao's head by everyone present.

"Come on! Come on! Come on! You are asking for death!" Suzaku's mecha was still swaying, and the white Lancelot was like an iceberg, exuding an unparalleled cold air all over his body.

Liu Mengchao, waiting for you to come to me, is the moment when the Iai Slash breaks out! I will definitely defeat you when the time comes!

The distance between the two mechas is ten meters!

Liu Mengchao's five fingers quickly passed over the mecha control panel. The mecha's legs moved even faster.

The people present felt that there was an illusion in Ziji's eyes. The legs of the mecha, which were originally made of steel, began to deform and bend at this moment.

"Is it because of the pursuit of high speed that the mecha's feet suffered excessive reaction force?" Lloyd, standing outside the field, said softly to himself.

"No... it's possible that it's a momentary operation, so that each point of contact of the mecha is evenly distributed, and then accumulated again and again... and finally seeks the critical explosion point under the deformation..." A slightly hesitant female voice said to Lloyd.

There was a sound behind me.

"This only exists in ideal theory, doesn't it, Cecil?" Lloyd turned back and looked at Ziji's assistant.

"Perhaps we are now witnessing the moment when theory becomes reality..." Cecil shook his head slightly, "It's just that it's really hard to imagine that it takes such talent and hard work to reach such a point."

Lloyd responded, but nodded slowly and subconsciously looked into the field.

The distance between the two mechas is only the last five meters!

Liu Mengchao's mecha still didn't mean to stop Ziji. At this moment, some people were doubting Liu Mengchao's courage, and some people didn't believe that Liu Mengchao wouldn't directly hit Ziji's whole body on top of Suzaku's Lancelot.

How on earth will he win!?

He asked subconsciously in his heart, turning everyone's attention to the high-speed knight on Liu Mengchao's mecha.

fǎngfo is destiny, fǎngfo is soul. At this moment, both the sentimental Yuffie and her heroic sister Cornelia couldn't help but recite verses.

"Show a cold look..." Yuffie muttered softly, looking at the only four meters between the one-armed mecha and the white Lancelot.

"Look at life, look at death..." Cornelia sat up straight, and all her soul was attracted into the high-speed mecha. She was finally aware of it, and she was Shime Brittali.

Ya can conquer District 11, but there is no reason why he can't get involved in the Chinese Federation.

Because that country has real...

"Knight..." Yuffie's voice trembled. This was the first time that she was so moved by someone she had only known for a day. No matter Liu Mengchao won or lost, with his heroic dash in the mecha, Yuffie could swear that Ziji would live forever.

Will never forget it.

I will never forget him because he was so brilliant.

The distance between mechas is only the last meter.

And there is only the last sentence of this poem read by the two sisters.

"forward!"

Click... click!

A harsh noise suddenly sounded, and Suzaku's Lancelot started to move quickly. The white mecha arm instantly turned into a white lightning, sliding through the space at an incredible angle, and directly pierced into Liu Mengchao's body.

In the cockpit!

This is the martial arts used on mechas. One hit will kill, Iai Slash!

A large number of electric sparks and fragments were ejected from Liu Mengchao's mecha, countless of them. These fragments filled the sky in an instant, blocking everyone's sight.

"Liu Mengchao was defeated...?"

Some unbelievable, yet somewhat natural voices sounded from the reincarnations. It was not until this moment that they regained consciousness from the previous game.

Defeat! Liu Mengchao should lose! He deserves to lose!

Liu Mengchao was driving a Shime mecha. How could a mecha that was just an ordinary field machine defeat the carefully crafted Lancelot? And with Liu Mengchao's Shime skills, how could he defeat the rebellious Lelouch?

, Suzaku, who drives a mecha and is nearly invincible?

No! No one can win, no one believes it!

The reincarnators firmly believe in their thoughts and their own eyes.

The fragments all over the sky and the flashing electric sparks are the best proof of all this!

Yuffie closed her eyes sadly, not daring to look at the scene in the school grounds. It was the first time that she hated someone so much, that Lancelot driver, that honorary Britta who was heard to be called Suzaku.

Asians.

Driving a mecha with excellent performance and bullying the weak, there is no trace of chivalrous demeanor and honor.

Cornelia, who was sitting on the rostrum, shook Ziji's head slowly. Her eyes showed no trace of excitement that Ziji's soldiers had won the competition.

All kinds of thoughts gathered in the school grounds in an instant, causing the school grounds to become quiet in an instant, not a single sound could be heard.

Turán, a loud noise suddenly came out from the fog of debris and sparks.

Bang!

Uh-huh... This is the first chapter of a ten-thousand-word explosion... The next Shijiān is at five o'clock in the afternoon, then the third Shijiān is at eight o'clock in the evening, and the last Shijiān is after dinner.

At ten o'clock later...

Then quietly say something about the poem that appears in this chapter:

"Throw a cold eye, look at life, look at death, knight, move forward." is my favorite English poem, because it is very short, hahahahaha.

Now write down the original English text, hmm~ Also, the author is Ye Ci...

cast/a/cold/eye,

on/life,oh,

horseman,pass/by.

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