Chapter 134: The Walking Giant Demon

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After the two people quarreled in their hearts, they each looked at each other.

There is no such thing as two people going around in circles slowly looking for flaws.

They met each other immediately, and Chen Feng rushed forward again.

Kong Lang didn't hesitate and rushed forward.

The two faced each other, and when they got close, they each punched. Chen Feng punched directly to the chest, and Kong Lang punched directly to the abdomen.

However, because the arm blasted by the attack was too close, Kong Lang bent his arm when it was very close to Chen Feng's fist.

"Click."

Chen Feng's fist hit Kong Lang's bent elbow.

The elbow bone can be said to be a human's own weapon. It is the hardest part of the body besides the skull.

Harder than granite.

Chen Feng's punch was like hitting a stiff stone, and the force-bearing area was still small.

Objects interact with each other.

It's like clicking on the surface.

In an instant, the phalanges of Chen Feng's middle finger shattered, as if causing resonance, and the phalanges of the two adjacent fingers also cracked.

Chen Feng felt the pain, but did not stop or was interrupted in his attack rhythm.

After being moved, Chen Feng's hand with broken phalanges actually grabbed Kong Lang's arm that was used to defend himself from the elbow. A huge force was exerted on his palm. Chen Feng grabbed Kong Lang's arm and pulled it suddenly.

"Hey..." Kong Lang successfully defended himself with his elbow, but before he could finish the hey, he was suddenly pulled away.

This time.

Kong Lang's chest revealed a large gap.

The door is wide open!

Chen Feng's other hand, which had already been clenched into a fist, struck Kong Lang's chest with rapidity, as fast as a meteor.

Danger, danger, danger!

This was the only thought left in Kong Lang's mind.

There's no way to avoid it at this speed.

Kong Lang hurriedly put his other hand to his chest for defense, but because his chest was still the closest defense point, he couldn't bend his arm enough to use his elbow for defense.

So,

Putting your hands on your chest only adds a layer of flesh and bone cushioning.

What a loss, what a loss, what a loss...

Kong Lang reacted and gritted his teeth.

The defensive hand was immediately canceled and turned directly into a fist to attack.

Two fists exchanged blows.

when colliding together.

There was a crisp sound of chain bone cracking.

"Kakakakakaka..."

Zheng Yang opened his mouth: "..."

other people:"......."

Chen Wu looked at it carefully.

Everyone present was silent, except for a certain instructor Zhang who was very fond of chewing melons...

After Zhang Yang fixed the angle of the quadrilateral transparent camera, he kept chewing on the melon and watching the pilot drama.

In a place like the fighting platform where students and instructors compete purely for melee combat, jumping devices are not allowed.

However, you can use jumping devices in the skip simulation hall. Every semester, the official organizes three student competitions. The jumping device is used in the simulated large venue in the skip to win the first place. The modes of the three college competitions are divided into single player, three-person competition. People, single.

Although Pilot also focuses on the team, it pays more attention to individual combat capabilities.

It was okay before, but the boundaries were still a little blurry.

Before the ceremony, college competitions were still in single, double, and triple modes.

But since the emergence of a certain reserve pilot who directly killed through the IMC with a Vanguard-class Titan.

Regarding the tone of Pilot, it was finally determined as,

The level of "individual nuclear weapons".

Therefore, some people gave nicknames to units such as Iron Controllers, which have extremely strong individual combat capabilities.

"Walking Giant Monster"

Putting aside this for now, the melee combat between pilots is not all about ground combat.

Sometimes they use jumping gear to slide and run on the wall, and bump into each other when jumping up.

At this time, it depends on who has the better operating ability on the jumping device and how to quickly find the opponent's neutral position and the fatal part that cannot be defended quickly in a very short time in the air, and also adjust the inertia brought by the jumping device to ensure He can attack the fatal part that is free.

You also have to determine which fatal part of your opponent is attacking and defend yourself.

After all, you can't just trust your opponent's attack speed to be slower than yours.

Generally, a pilot will not deliberately protect the fatal spot. A pilot who pursues speed will not be a heavy armored soldier protecting the fatal spot.

Therefore, piloting requires extreme skills in all aspects.

The ultimate on-the-spot combat thinking, long-term combat thinking, advanced logical thinking ability, and at least four guns to hone the gun sense. Currently, 70% of the world's firearms have achieved proficient top-level firearm control capabilities, which is equivalent to the physical fitness of a monster for ordinary people. ,as well as.......

Perseverance and perseverance.

These are all must-haves for pilots.

This is also the reason why pilots are so rare, so rare that even among elite resistance soldiers, it is difficult to have one in a hundred.

.........

A series of bone cracking sounds echoed throughout the field.

After the two exchanged punches, Chen Feng quickly withdrew his punches, while Kong Lang followed his inertia and continued to attack fiercely.

The offensive and defensive situation suddenly reversed.

Seeing the two people on the stage dazzling each other, fighting each other like wild beasts, Zheng Yang could only feel that his little heart was shocked.

Zheng Yang, who was in shock, pulled Zhang Yang next to him.

"Teacher Zhang......"

Zhang Yang broke away from eating melon and watching the show, and turned to look at Zheng Yang: "Huh?"

"These bones are broken, and the sound sounds like a comminuted fracture. How about sparring..."

Zhang Yang thought for a while: "Yes, this is probably the hardest fight they have fought this year. Hehe, it seems that I am doing a good job in the fight~"

Zheng Yang: "......Aren't you afraid that the two mentors will lose their hands?"

Zhang Yang: "??? Are you born in such a poor place? These days, wouldn't it be enough to just put a comminuted fracture in a medical kit and treat it for a few minutes?"

Zheng Yang: "???"

Although Zheng Yang doesn't understand much about this world, when he first traveled through time, he checked out medical facilities specifically because of his thoughts.

A comminuted fracture will take a year or two to be treated, and the doctor will even tell you that if you are in a hurry, you can cut off your hand first and replace it with a robotic arm...

But Zheng Yang forgot.

It's been five years now...

The young lady who quietly moved closer to touch Zheng Yang heard Zheng Yang's words.

I couldn't help but feel sad secretly.

It turns out that the little brother's family is so poor that he has never even heard of a medical kit to cure comminuted fractures.

Woo woo woo...

It’s hard to find such a good-looking guy these days, and he’s also so cute (I’ve never seen the world before)!

Then I'll do it next...

Isn’t it possible to conquer the little brother with money?

The young lady who was just thinking about it didn't even bother to watch the heated fight between the pilot instructors on the stage.

Looking at Zheng Yang, stars were shining in his eyes.

Zheng Yang, who felt the sparkling eyes next to him, couldn't help but sit up straight: "..."

He's so handsome, I can't help it.

Not long after, the winner was decided on the stage.

When Chen Feng was defending (being beaten), he found the right opportunity and punched Kong Lang in the armpit, which made Kong Lang numb.

Although he was holding on from behind and hitting hard, the bones in his armpits were cracked by the punch, and he couldn't use one hand hard.

He had no choice but to step back and raise one hand in the air.

Shaked his head: "Admit defeat, admit defeat, you can't win, you can't win..."

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ps: The throat inflammation has worsened in the past few days, from acute to chronic. Drinking water feels like your throat is stuck and stabbed before swallowing, that kind of tingling sensation.

There may be few updates these days, sorry.

I really envy my brother who has never had strep throat...