The previous scene of escape flashed once again in Tian Xingjian’s mind.
Although he didn’t pay attention at the ti, now thinking back, Reinhardt would never let him go after chasing him for three days, seeing that he was about to catch him.
At that mont, Logic’s energy shield was already at a dangerously low level. With just a small strike, even if Logic could withstand a fatal attack thanks to the biological dual state tal, the cha’s drive system, balance system, and crucial sensing system would still suffer so damage.
By then, with Reinhardt’s capability, killing him would be as easy as a cat playing with a mouse.
Following this logic, Fatty thought there were only three reasons Reinhardt would let him go: The first was that his cha developed so problem, which could be imdiately eliminated. Whether during the attack or subsequent actions, that Apollo was vigorous and lively.
The second possibility was that Reinhardt suddenly had a more important task to do and simply had no ti to chase him further. This possibility could also be imdiately ruled out; what could be more important than killing an enemy you spent three days chasing and were about to catch?
Moreover, Apollo, a combat cha without electronic attack ans, was constantly under Logic’s electronic interference. Given the Milan tailor-made micro-ship version electronics system for Logic, Fatty was confident that as long as Apollo was within his tracking range, it couldn’t escape the interference zone! Since Reinhardt couldn’t receive signals from others, naturally, there wouldn’t be any sudden events.
Excluding these, there was only one possibility left.
Logic spread out, entered combat mode, suddenly started, surged forward, stopped abruptly, turned around and kicked, windmill whirlwheel then rapid retreat, reverse jumping through, crouching leg bend, sudden strike and charge punch. One move after another, faster than lightning, fluidly connected, ugly in posture but seamlessly linked.
When the cha used vertical ladder followed by coiling step spiral and then wave riding skill, lightly landing on the ground like a feather, Fatty’s eyes filled with tears of excitent. The bottleneck in his hand speed that had limited him for over a year was finally broken through! And what this breakthrough ant, nobody understood better than him!
This not only ant he had elegantly entered the highest arena of chanical warriors, but it also ant he had genuinely opened the door to cha martial arts. Hand speed was no longer the shackle restricting the execution of cha martial arts; among the seventy-two moves of martial arts essence, he could now use more than forty moves!
Moreover, thirty of them could be linked, and twelve could be stacked!
In the five-level cultivation classification of ancient martial arts, reaching this stage ant leaping directly from the entry-level to the third level!
What thrilled Fatty the most was the exquisite skill "Skillful Hand" that could pair with Logic’s chanical repair arms and his disassembly technique. This supre skill derived from Skillful Scholar among the Jiangnan Seven Monsters combined theft techniques, observation techniques, and chanical precision control technology. With lightning speed, once paired with Fatty’s original combat disassembly skill, it was simply invincible!
Energy shields could block energy bullets, armor could resist physical attacks, but neither the armor nor energy probes could withstand disassembly! As long as there’s enough understanding of cha structures, Fatty was confident that any unguarded cha in his hands would end up disassembled!
The little kid climbed up to the control panel, despite being shalessly slapped in revenge by Fatty, still felt satisfied with its lightning-quick decision to seize the rare opportunity and slap that Fatty.
Climbing up the control panel, the little kid found that Fatty’s deanor seed different. This wretched-looking Fatty Bai appeared like a lottery-winning upstart, his smug face made one want to risk their life to slap him again.
"Let’s go! We’re going back to rescue her!" Fatty said seemingly calmly.
The little kid was stunned. When Fatty was testing his hand speed earlier, it was slapped into the corner of the cockpit, dizzy and unaware that Fatty had broken through his hand speed limit at this successful mont. Thinking of Apollo’s ferocity, the little rascal trembled and said, "Fatty, you should think it through, as the saying goes, there are other branches down the road, we are still young..."
Fatty cast a disdainful glance at the little kid and said deeply, "So things must be done by a man..." Before the little rascal could finish its righteous speech, it suddenly stopped, shocked, eyes wide open. The little kid had randomly pulled out a few SkyNet probe maps showing densely packed Mythical chas sealing the entire area Reinhardt was searching.
To enter that ellipse-shaped valley surrounded by continuous hills and rescue soone, they had to first break through the blockade of several hundred chas!
Fatty stared blankly for a while, then sighed, dejectedly finishing his sentence: "...as a damn man!"
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Reinhardt was searching alone in the valley with his cha.
Following his subordinates’ discovery of the abandoned Vajra and traces in the jungle, Bonnie should be in this ellipse-shaped valley.
The mont he received the report, he ordered all Mythical Soldiers to seal off the valley from afar, not allowing them to approach. He wanted to find Bonnie by himself and solve this problem!
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