(Congratulations to the new helmsman "Does Time Boil the Rain? Mighty Eagle"! Thank you for the generous reward!)
The Wind Speed Competitor's engines roared like a hurricane, surging forward directly.
Now that the Extreme Special Soldier was no longer a remote mech, there was no need to maneuver around; Valentine wanted to finish off this crippled mech with one strike.
Mu Fan had long locked onto the Wind Speed Competitor's figure in his vision, his body motionless.
The opponent was an experienced Quasi-Ace Mechanical Master, and given that the Wind Speed Competitor was extremely fast, the best defense when the opponent launched an attack was a defensive counterattack.
The deep blue plasma light blade remained still.
"Has that mech been scared stiff?"
"What a fool, using a traditional laser sword to clash with the opponent's Michael Particle Beam Sword, believe it or not, the opponent will chop your body apart!"