Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy

Chapter 408: Chapter 183 White Blade Battle

The rough-looking human-shaped mecha dodged a rocket attack with a beautiful break step.

Lu Qingxue’s eyes lit up, and she immediately launched another six-round rotary rocket attack.

She needed to confirm.

“Is this never going to end, you’re attacking again?” Mu Fan watched as the agile mecha shamelessly launched another wave of rockets.

Therefore, his APM soared to 400, and the Chaotic Zigzag Step reappeared. His legs crossed without any pause, and the brown mecha body made another reverse fold with a movement completely at odds with its appearance, even narrowly missing two rockets overhead.

“Hmph.” The two mecha bodies were less than a hundred meters apart. At such a distance, it would be dishonorable not to return fire, so Mu Fan reached behind and drew his rapid-fire gun.

The muzzle aimed at the pale white Mulan mecha.

Seeing that the crosshair on the screen had locked onto the mecha, Mu Fan’s mouth curled into a cold smirk, “You better start moving too.”

A burst of fire erupted, and holding the rapid-fire gun in one hand, the “Wild Boar” swiftly flashed across the rooftop.

Two seconds later, Lu Qingxue, puzzled, watched the dust rise ten meters ahead of her, then casually removed the rotary rockets from her arm.

Shaking her arm, the feedback reduced the weight sensation once more.

Lu Qingxue, controlling the Mulan mecha with the Magnetic Vibrating Sword held horizontally, began to charge forward.

Mu Fan fired continuously for a few seconds, only to realize that his bullets seemed a bit far from his target.

Just knew this thing wasn’t reliable, then watched as the opposing mecha threw away its rocket launcher and charged with a sword.

“Heh, hand-to-hand combat, eh?” Mu Fan steeled his heart. The “Wild Boar” mecha’s rapid-fire gun was flung into the air, then he gripped it single-handedly… by the barrel.

This long rapid-fire rifle, held upside down, looked like a large wooden club from afar.

Quite handy, now considered a weapon, now that I have a weapon.

Let’s see what you’ve got to play with me?

A ripple of war intent started to appear in Lu Qingxue’s cool gaze, clearly finding the wild fighting style of the opposing mecha too unconventional.

So you’ve given up on long-range too?

Alright, then let’s fight honorably, just like martial artists.

War intent emerged in Lu Qingxue’s eyes.

At this moment, both mecha bodies simultaneously chose to go on the offensive.

“Shura” vs “Snow”

“Wild Boar” vs “Mulan”

A full confrontation from mechanical masters to mecha bodies!

The two mechas were about to approach each other.

Suddenly, the Wild Boar mecha sidestepped, Mu Fan shifted his feet, and the whole mecha body crossed over.

The opponent wielded a Magnetic Vibrating Sword, naturally holding an advantage over his rifle, so Mu Fan decided to sidestep and deliver a horizontal strike.

The mecha’s sprinting speed was extremely fast. In this instant of outer side-stepping, Mulan didn’t seem to react at all.

Good opportunity, Mu Fan slammed his rapid-fire rifle hard behind him.

“Heh, taste my first attack.”

Just then, the Magnetic Vibrating Sword in Mulan’s hands went from slow to fast, turning into a blur in less than half a second.

The Mulan mecha, charging headlong, had the Magnetic Vibrating Sword already appearing behind.

Backhanded sword strike, blade outward, just when the massive rifle was being smashed towards it.

It was as if the rifle had aimed for the blade.

Thus, Mu Fan felt the mecha’s hand lighten…

The two mecha bodies passed by each other, Mu Fan quickly turned around in defense.

Huh?

Where’s my gun?

His eyes unwittingly glanced at the lower-right corner; it seemed like his rifle wasn’t there.

The Mulan mecha across adopted a sword-holding posture without moving.

Mu Fan finally relaxed and looked towards his right hand.

…

Where is my gun?!

A neat cut surface reflected the light diagonally; Mu Fan’s hand held only a part of the barrel as the body and stock of the gun had disappeared.

Mu Fan calmly looked at his opponent, muscles on his face occasionally twitching.

I’ve met a master.

This unranked, 0 wins, 0 losses “Snow” account is a master.

It seemed the lightness he felt in his hand just then was when his rifle was silently chopped by the opponent.

“You’re quite good.”

Mu Fan’s voice came through the speaker for the first time.

The Mulan mecha across slowly raised its Magnetic Vibrating Sword, pointing at Mu Fan, but didn’t speak.

Mu Fan’s expression turned cold.

…They were seriously underestimating him.

Tossing aside the half of the gun barrel in his hand, Mu Fan assumed a fighting stance.

Now, it looked like a burly man fighting empty-handed against a young girl wielding a sword.

However, the burly man did not launch an attack immediately but cautiously observed his opponent.

Without the assistance of a limb coordination device, Mu Fan could only try to correct his movements using the control panel as much as possible.

Using swift commands to perform evasive maneuvers was not suitable for close-quarters combat, so Mu Fan was being very cautious.

But Lu Qingxue didn’t have such concerns—seeing her opponent’s guarded, unarmed stance, she paused for two seconds and then moved forward.

A figure rhythmically charged forward.

Mu Fan squinted, the mecha’s body slightly leaning forward, then the engine boosted, starting to charge head-on.

The real battle began in the second round!

When the two mechas came close, the Deep Red fists of the “Wild Boar” mecha burst into a myriad of punching shades.

Mu Fan’s brain rapidly calculated the opponent’s angle of attack. Relying on his reinforced fists was the only way to disrupt the opponent’s rhythm.

Mulan mecha’s sword flickered, indicating Lu Qingxue’s coordinated body movements.

“Sword Skill Dusk Rain!”

Facing the wild impact punch, Mulan mecha’s Magnetic Vibrating Sword tilted at a slight angle, then gracefully countered like a spring rain brushing the face.

Ding ding ding ding!

A series of clashing sounds rang out, and Mu Fan’s face darkened.

[Impact Punch damage: 8%]

What was it with the opposing mecha’s rain-like sword light; could a mecha even perform such a gentle move?

“Shield Strike.”

Suddenly clenching his left hand, the Super Titanium Alloy Retractable Shield instantly expanded halfway, then Mu Fan shielded himself with his bent arm and surged forward.

“Sword Skill Falling Flower!”

Lu Qingxue’s face was impassive. Her eyes locked onto the gap between the opponent mecha’s head and shield, the Magnetic Vibrating Sword retracted, and then her entire mecha body leaped up, precisely stabbing in.

“So sneaky!”

Although it was an evasive movement, the opponent actually managed to stab at him mid-air. Mu Fan had already seen the opponent’s move, but the lack of a body coordination device made his defense against such a delicate maneuver greatly weakened.

If it were a real fight, Mu Fan could avoid and counterattack in at least three different ways.

Now, he could only use the electronic language formed by the control panel to control the mecha’s evasion.

The Magnetic Vibrating Sword pulled a trail of sparks across the Wild Boar’s chest.

[Front Armor damage: 12%]

Odd indeed!

Previously, when Mu Fan piloted the purely control panel-based Sword and Shield Mecha RX-16, he never encountered such issues and could even predict the enemy’s next move.

But now, facing this Mulan mecha, its form elusive, and its timing in combat exquisitely peak.

Against such an enemy…

The best choice would be to blow them up with one shot!

Wait, Black once taught him shield attack techniques, adjusting angles for force dispersal?

Mu Fan instantly entered the “Dark Breath” state; the screen flicked through countless data streams rapidly integrating in his brain.

Seeing the opposing mecha suddenly stop its charging punch and the quietly adjusted shield angle, Lu Qingxue halted her attack and stepped back.

Retractable Shield—Maximize!

In this instant, the “Wild Boar” held a large shield in the center of the arena.

“Sword Skill Bee Needle!”

Lu Qingxue’s eyes locked onto several unguarded joints of the opponent. The sword tip transformed into numerous white lights stabbing out like a swarm of bees attacking from the sky.

Mu Fan, his gaze already indifferent, continuously uttered numbers.

“15°, 0.1s”

“27°, 0.2s”

“31°, 0.3s”

Each defensive angle and command was instantaneously inputted by Mu Fan.

In that moment, the Wild Boar mecha’s shield seemed to come alive, slight vibrations ensued, and it managed to block all incoming stabs.

When Mu Fan attempted to control the shield to counterstrike, the opposing “Mulan” mecha cunningly leaped backward, the Magnetic Vibrating Sword returning to position.

Seeing that the shield’s wear had only dropped by 5%, a smile appeared on Mu Fan’s face, indicating he was starting to get accustomed to operating this less advanced mecha model.

Lu Qingxue watched as the mecha in front of her momentarily integrated defense and attack seamlessly, her calm eyes blinked as she clasped her hands together and met the challenge.

“Sword Skill Wind!”

“Add on—Wave Jumping Flash!”