A yellow shadow, a green doppelganger.
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Everything happened in a flash. Everything happened in an instant.
But it was this momentary change that ignited the crowd.
Su He, who was sitting in the simulator, looked calm but his eyes were cold.
In the next moment, his eyes widened.
He couldn't believe what had just happened.
That was a far cry from him in mecha piloting. He had injured his opponent in the first clash. How could it be …
A doppelganger. A true lightning doppelganger.
What did this mean?
He knew better than anyone else.
God-rank. Only God-rank mecha pilots could do this.
Su He knew that he could only make the doppelganger create three quarters of the mecha. That was the limit of what he could do.
His maximum hand speed was 46 moves per second.
It was easy to improve a mecha pilot's hand speed below ten moves.
But after ten moves, it became extremely difficult.
Ten moves meant six hundred moves per minute. The threshold for an Emperor-class B-rank mecha pilot was twelve moves. This was a fixed number.
Emperor-class A-rank mecha pilots needed fourteen moves.
Emperor-class B-rank mecha pilots needed eighteen moves. Emperor-class A-rank mecha pilots needed twenty moves.
Twenty moves was also a huge dividing line for mecha pilots.
Why was it said that there was an insurmountable gap between God-rank and Emperor-rank mecha pilots?
It could be clearly seen from the hand speed.
The threshold to become a God-rank mecha pilot was forty moves per second. This was the most basic requirement.
This was a height that most people couldn't reach in their entire lives.
There were hundreds of times more Emperor-class mecha pilots than God-rank mecha pilots.
In the three Major Leagues, there were more than ten thousand Emperor-class mecha pilots registered.
On the other hand, there were only a few hundred God-rank mecha pilots.
This was the difference.
Su He wasn't a true God-rank mecha pilot yet.
Even though his hand speed was there.
But in some of the more demanding events, he was still a little behind.
But he was confident that within three years, he would be able to become a true God-rank mecha pilot.
Coming here, his heart was filled with pride. As a Quasi God-rank mecha pilot, he had never seen his opponent as a threat.
Xiao Han could be considered half a student of his, but he had lost.
He didn't say anything on the surface.
However, his heart was filled with anger.
Moreover, he was here to slap their faces.
That was why he proposed to challenge the teachers of the National Eastern University on his own.
However, in that instant, the pride in his heart seemed to have been instantly separated from his body when the lightning clone appeared.
His back straightened as if he had been electrocuted, and a chill suddenly rushed into his brain from his tailbone. He didn't dare to slack off at all.
In the sky.
The green mecha dodged the yellow mecha's attack with its lightning doppelgangers, but it didn't take another step forward. It continued to hover in the air.
The two sides maintained a distance of about 500 meters.
The yellow mech turned around in mid-air, but it also seemed to have stopped.
It floated motionlessly in the air.
It wasn't just the audience that was stunned. Tan Lingyun, who was in the simulation pod, was equally stunned.
She was surprised because.
Why was his mecha still fine?
She didn't know what had just happened. Why did her opponent, who had the upper hand, fly so far away instead of destroying her mecha?
Subconsciously, she operated her mecha. Since the battle wasn't over, with her willpower, she had to continue.
Even if she knew she would lose, she wouldn't give up.
However, when she pressed her hands on the control panel of the simulator, she was shocked to find that her mecha didn't move.
At first, she thought there was a problem with the strength of her buttons, but after trying a few more times, she found that she still couldn't control her mecha.
What was going on?
What was the problem?
Was it crashing?
No way. This type of simulation pod was extremely expensive, and the quality was excellent. She had never encountered a situation where the pod malfunctioned.
"If you still want to win this match, don't move.
Concentrate and look carefully. "At that moment, a low voice suddenly rang out in the simulation pod.
"Huh?" Tan Lingyun was shocked. She asked, "Who are you?"
The low voice said softly, "In the Upper Yuan China, there was a hero who loved to help others. His name was Lei Feng.
You can call me that. "
"Loved to help others?
Lei Feng? "Tan Lingyun was dumbfounded.
Right at this moment, the yellow mecha in the distance finally made its move. The laser beam cannon on its back seemed to be under its control in an instant.
Then, with a flash of light, a blinding red light appeared in front of his mecha.
The moment the light arrived, a loud explosion sounded in the distance.
Instant snipe!
Sniper mechas were highly skilled.
The best sniper mecha pilots didn't need any radar, nor did they need to aim. They relied on instinct to snipe. This was called instant snipe.
At the same time, the dizziness from before returned. Tan Lingyun couldn't speak. She hurriedly activated her Discipline and tried to control her body.
This time, she saw it clearly.
This was because she could clearly see that another of her mecha had appeared on the battlefield!
Lightning Doppelganger!
If the previous Lightning Doppelganger had stunned the audience, then this Lightning Doppelganger seemed to have ignited the entire audience.
In an instant, the audience and the rostrum were in an uproar!
The two green silhouettes overlapped once more, and a red beam shot out from the Electron Laser Cannon swept past it and flew far away.
God-rank!
This time, Su He didn't have any doubts.
His opponent really was a God-rank mecha pilot!
A hand speed of 40 didn't necessarily mean one was a God-rank mecha pilot. However, if one's hand speed exceeded 50, and that was an effective hand speed, then they were definitely God-rank.
If one wanted to use the Lightning Doppelganger to the point where the doppelganger could separate from the body, 50 was just the starting point.
If one wanted to use the Lightning Doppelganger steadily, then a hand speed of 55 was necessary.
Both times, the calm and unperturbed lightning clones had undoubtedly displayed his opponent's frightening control.
Fifty-five moves. At least he had this kind of hand speed.
This time, it was Su He's turn to blank out.
In a place not far from the battle area and the audience area.
It was a white building.
This was the National Eastern University's mecha combat department's simulation room.
Because of today's match, the place was quiet and peaceful.
However, one of the pods was connected to a power source.
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Skyfire Avenue.
In a room that looked very messy, there were all kinds of electronic components and books everywhere.
Many of the books were old and tattered.
A certain someone with a head of messy hair sat cross-legged on a chair.
A lollipop dangled from his mouth.
He stared wide-eyed at the screen in front of him.
On the screen was the battle that had gripped the minds of the National Eastern University's faculty and students.
"Heh heh.
DreamNet is too powerful, I can't get in.
DreamNet's mainframe is too powerful.
However, hacking an academy's simulation pod was still a child's play.
Jewel Master, you owe me a favor this time.
But this guy is amazing!
I didn't get to see the real fight last time.
So this guy's mecha piloting has reached this level.
Is he even human?
His hand speed is faster than mine. "
Knock! Knock! There was a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" The messy-haired man called out.
"Young master, the master wants you to see him."
"Eh!
What is the old man doing? I'll be right there. "He sprang to his feet, combed his hair, and raced out of the room.
This fully demonstrated the respect he had for that old man.
…
Su He's mind went blank for a moment. Then his eyes lit up, as if he'd just seen a rare treasure.
There was an indescribable fervor in his eyes.
God-ranked pilot. His opponent was a God-ranked pilot.
That's great, that's just great.
At this moment, he had completely forgotten the mission he had come here to carry out.
He'd forgotten all about his goal.
All he wanted to do was fight this God-ranked pilot to the best of his ability.
He knew that the reason he hadn't been able to break through to God-ranked had to do with a lack of suitable opponents.
At his level, it was too difficult to obtain pressure.
And pressure was the driving force behind a pilot's progress.
There was no way he was going to let this opportunity slip by.
The yellow mecha's body flickered, but it didn't charge at the green mecha. Instead, it rose into the air and flew away.
It dove into the clouds.
The green mecha moved as well. The wings on its back retracted and its thrusters fired.
It turned into a streak of light and flew towards the yellow mecha.
The green mecha didn't even try to hide or evade. It was as if it didn't care if the opponent could snipe at it at any moment.
But Tan Lingyun, who was inside the sim pod, had a different feeling. She could feel the pod shaking. It wasn't as violent as before, but the frequency was similar.
In other words, the green mecha that seemed to be flying in a straight line was, in fact, using its own shaking to make it impossible for the opponent to locate it.
Shaking in flight and pausing in the blink of an eye were two completely different things.
This was undoubtedly a high-level mecha piloting technique.
Tan Lingyun didn't even know the name of this technique.
She'd completely forgotten about her curiosity and focused on feeling the mecha's movements.
Just like what the deep voice had said, she knew that the most important thing she should do now was to observe carefully and feel seriously.
This would be of great benefit to her future growth.
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Heh heh, there's more fun to come.
Think about it. What are you going to do in a real battle?
(To be continued, please search, the better the novel, the faster the update!