After all, a mecha man like her right now can only be regarded as one of the upper or lower ranks in Shifang City.
She also has powerful mecha puppets in her Qiankun bag that can compete with the Takumi realm and even the Spirit-bearing realm.
Balian also patted the iron sheet beside him in a decent manner.
The moment his palms came together, the spirit stone sealed under the metal chest was instantly pulled by the power of his palm, and the thousands of runes embedded in the spirit stone swam like spiritual snakes in an instant.
The big mecha eyes opened with a click, revealing a faint spiritual light.
Then it began to move forward in a formal and heavy manner, and stood facing the mecha opposite, which was exuding golden and luxurious brilliance.
Looking at the two huge figures with clearly distinguishable advantages and disadvantages, Jin Sheng sighed and squatted on the ground holding his sword, feeling that this boy was really stupid.
In the past ten days, he has continuously explained to him how huge and rich Tiange City is. Even his Baituo Mountain is not half as rich in resources as his city.
But this kid just doesn't know what's good and what's good, and insists on setting up a bet. Now it's better, the mountain is gone, and not even a cent of the city is left.
Is it really necessary for him to return to Baituo Mountain in disgrace and with a stupid little zombie demon?
Lin Yuan was naturally not optimistic about Bailian's match. She was originally very worried about where Bailian would go after his defeat. Now after hearing Fang Geyu's words, she seemed to have no intention of driving him away. A huge boulder also settled down.
Only occasionally, when she met Fang Geyu's teasing gaze that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, Lin Yuan's heart, which had just stabilized, suddenly started to falter again.
Fang Geyu thought in his mind that even if the iron man against the five slags on the opposite side relied on black gold cold iron as raw material, he would not be able to last ten breaths even if he turned from iron lump to scrap metal.
Tsk, there’s no way.
Just eat a few more grapes.
She picked up another grape from the plate, and it only took her two breaths to peel off a corner of the peel with her fingernails.
However, before he could put the peel into his mouth, an extremely terrifying high temperature erupted in the space in front of him, and a large area of air was distorted and changed by the high temperature.
Hurricanes and lightning violently intertwined on a somewhat stupid-looking iron arm. The iron arm was raised with a simple and stiff movement, and then began to rush forward.
A sharp creaking sound!
The gorgeous broad sword in the golden mecha's hand twisted rapidly under the iron arm,
The rose pattern on the sword body deformed along with the sword body before it even had time to release its inherent power.
The broadsword with extraordinary texture was as soft and bent as dough, and then broke off with an ear-piercing creaking sound.
The color of magma in the golden mecha man's eyes suddenly surged, and the core in his body gave a loud warning. It was the high-temperature self-destruction instinct triggered in the face of an extremely terrifying crisis.
The significance of this design is that when a mecha encounters an invincible enemy, it still has to protect its master's mission until death, so it self-destructs to die with the enemy.
After all, they are inanimate.
The stupid iron arm was still surrounded by hurricanes and lightning. It was intact under a burst of high-temperature blast wind.
The golden giant melted into a pool of scrap iron in the high temperature. The golden iron juice gradually filled Han Tie's body, and then slid to the ground.
The battle ended in less than five breaths.
Even far exceeding Fang Geyu's calculation results, the second grape on her fingertips fell to the ground in shock before she could put it into her mouth.
Her whole body started to straighten her back subconsciously from a lazy and boneless posture, and her black eyes as clear and dazzling as obsidian trembled in shock.
The chatter of Jinsheng, who was squatting under the tree and holding the Yuanli Sword, also stopped abruptly!
Lin Yuan snorted and almost choked to death on the lake water.
Only Lin Guiyuan looked like he was diligently digging holes for planting from beginning to end, as if he had expected such a result.
The only change was that he lifted his dead gray eyes in the high temperature and blast wind, and then looked away as if nothing had happened.
"How... is this possible?" Fang Geyu felt that the scene in front of her had completely overturned her sixteen years of knowledge.
Balian responded with a smile: "Everything is possible."
He walked up to Han Tiepi who had stopped moving.
Putting your palms against its broad vest, you felt that the blow just now had drained all the spiritual energy from the spiritual stone in its body.
Fang Geyu's reaction ability was also amazingly fast, and he quickly caught the light that was rapidly dimming under Han Tiepo's chest.
Her eyes narrowed sharply: "That's... a spiritual stone! When you make a mecha, you don't make an energy source box, but directly replace it with a spiritual stone?!"
This is impossible!
If a simple spirit stone could be used to make a mecha with extraordinary combat effectiveness, then Shifangcheng would not be the only one with the technology to make mechas.
She has been specializing in mecha arts in Shifang City for thousands of years.
Before the success, the ancestors of Shifang City spent thousands of years as research time before they truly developed the mecha technique and created the world-rich Shifang City.
She frowned deeply and looked at Balian and snorted coldly, obviously unwilling to accept such a cruel reality.
She didn't think that such a silly boy who only knew how to raise deer could be a more genius than her ancestors.
She tried to save her dignity and said: "Although I don't know what kind of technology you used to create such destructive power, the spiritual power stored in the spirit stone is limited. It looks like this is obviously a one-time attack. With such technology, it is not possible It can be called true mecha art."
Of course, Balian would not say that the spiritual stone lying under the chest of this mecha is just a low-grade spiritual stone. If the middle-grade spiritual stone is used as the source of power, the combat power will be more lasting.
Before Balian could say anything, the little girl was unexpectedly cheerful: "But no matter what, I lost. I won't snatch the mountain seal anymore. Tiange City is yours too."
Bailian didn't think too much about this result, but Jinsheng under the tree beside him was a little overwhelmed by the sudden outcome.
The hot, high-temperature iron liquid quickly solidified in the night wind and solidified on the surface of the ground like a pool of golden blood.
Fang Geyu's back softened, and he lazily leaned back on the wicker chair again, looking at the mottled night and the desolate moonlight.
She laughed at herself: "After all, this place still doesn't belong to me..."
In other words, she never belonged here.
After blinking, she raised her arm and picked up a dead leaf that had fallen in the wind, holding it in her palm. Then she seemed to remember something, bowed slightly, and picked up the peeled grape on the ground again.
Yingying's pulp was already covered with soil from the mountain, and it looked a little dirty.
She paused for a moment, then calmly prepared to put it into her mouth.
At this moment, a pair of pale hands came to her. Two fingers as cold as death brushed against her warm fingertips and picked up the grape.
"Didn't anyone tell you that food dropped on the floor is unclean and cannot be picked up and eaten?"
