It's about ti, the corners of Anmon's mouth revealed a smug smile. With a flicker, "Judgent" dodged Baz's attack, a high side kick aid straight at the head of the "Ranger"......
"Boom!"
The "Ranger" piloted by Baz, though trying to protect itself, was still kicked in the head. The entire cha spun like a top whipped into the air and crashed into the "Heaven's Punishnt" cha Group.
The stands erupted in a huge uproar.
Even those who don't understand chas knew at this mont the terror of this purple "Lightning Lifting".
The Leray fatty was still oblivious that the "Ranger" driven by Baz had its head kicked to pieces. With the head of the cha combining the sensing system and electronic assistance system kicked like that, it ant this "Ranger" had completely lost its combat power, leaving only two battered bandit army chas.
The audience stared at each other in astonishnt.
Even with a joint attack by four chs including Fatty, they were beaten to a pulp by the opponent. How could a symbolic ch squad sent by the Feiyang for guard duty during the fighting tournant possibly contain this purple demon?
With a single kick eliminating Baz, Anmon heard the gasps of shock from all around.
This sound made him feel delighted and at ease. To be able to erge from a desperate situation, he felt his luck was truly amazing. The remaining two chas were no longer a major threat to him. That squad of Feiyang chas, he didn't even consider them a concern. To kill all the chas possibly couldn't be done, but escaping would be a piece of cake. Even if the Feiyang people had mobilized the armored division at the onset of the attack, it would be too late now!
Just when he was floating on air, contemplating whether to destroy the target or take the target hostage first, and what rewards he might receive upon returning to Binart, suddenly, the gasps around him abruptly stopped.
Sothing's wrong! Anmon's heart jolted with shock, the cha instinctively kicked a leg.
"Judgent" had just leapt up when its form suddenly halted.
A figure, like a ghost, entangled with "Judgent". Two chanical hands like ghost claws rummaged around the purple cha, and with a series of crackling sounds, several large holes were peeled open in the shell of the purple cha in an instant, and circuitry boards, chips, and similar components, fell like raindrops to the ground.
Completely unaware of what was happening, Anmon suddenly lost contact with the cha.
Before he could react, a brightness flashed before his eyes, and the cha's chest shell had been lifted open, a chanical hand nimbly caught his control cabin and forcefully pulled it out.
The human-shaped control cabin, like a coffin, with torn wires and an activity balance rod, was tossed to the ground.
Disconnected from the consciousness with the cha, Anmon reflexively twisted the self-destruct knob, but all around was silent, nothing happened. Removing the control glasses, through the transparent control cabin cover, he saw that "Ranger", with a big hole in its abdon, squatting in front of him, studying him while resting its chin on its hands.
Anmon's heart sank to the bottom......
"Hey...."
The entire audience dumbfoundedly listened to the voice from the cha, the voice of Fatty, laced with indescribable surprise: "Co on everybody, take a look, this guy's head is made of iron, hey!"
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