But bizarrely, no matter how they fought, apart from the screeching of the cha engines, the footsteps while moving, and the chanical sounds, there was no collision sound at all. That familiar tallic clash in cha Fighting was absent from start to finish.
This scene exuded an eerie sensation no matter how one looked at it.
Weii Jianshan was getting more and more alard as he fought. He knew that the "Flowing Light" driven by that Fatty had to be unusual. Especially the cha's arms, within the control range of those two iron arms, the bizarre force field was unpredictable. Sotis it was resistance, and other tis it was attraction, leaving him completely disoriented. His once familiar chanical Control had completely changed. He either used too much force or couldn't exert any force at all. Even a simple Second-level action would go wrong under the influence of Fatty's force field.
However, after a period of adaptation, Weii Jianshan had gradually mastered a trick. Decades of cha Fighting training weren't just for show. Whether in skill, experience, or insight, Weii Jianshan was unparalleled. Facing Fatty's force field, he began to consider the variations of follow-up actions and used a lot of feints.
At this ti, Fatty also began to change his tactics with Weii Jianshan's movents. He quickened his steps and tried to widen the distance.
Such a good experintal opponent, Fatty didn't want to waste it. After understanding the magnetic instrunt's impact on his opponent's attacks, Fatty began to experint with how to use the force field to change his actions.
When Fatty's hand speed increased to seventy moves per second, the whole world fell silent.
The "Hurricane" kicked off, its body shot forward like a cannonball, and the right fist struck fiercely. The "Flowing Light" retreated like a dandelion blown by the wind...
The "Hurricane" kicked upward, and the "Flowing Light" in mid-air straightened up like a bird fluttering its wings, gracefully soaring higher...
The "Hurricane" pushed off the ground with one leg and shot up into the sky. The "Flowing Light's" lightweight body suddenly sank as if tied to a heavy stone...
The "Hurricane" struck down from the air, shadowing every move. The "Flowing Light" twisted swiftly like a fish swimming, slipping away quickly with a ripple...
The two chas continued their rapid offense and defense in the center of the training ground. Two phantoms intertwined, rising and falling.
People surrounded the area, staring blankly, their minds empty. No one could describe their feelings at this mont. Everyone was dumbfounded.
What the hell is this?
The chanical Warriors who spent their lives dealing with chas couldn't understand it. Were they watching a cha, an engine-structural tal cha, or a living ghost erging from the underworld?
How could these actions be done by a cha?
They had spent their lives dealing with chas, knowing every part and every move of a cha inside out... But the "Flowing Light" before them had completely overturned all their lifelong understanding of chas.
Those at the sidelines, led by Old Hei and Belchi from the Black Devil Studio, were the most excited. Their eyes were shining, their nostrils flaring, and they were breathing rapidly. Each one looked both proud and tense, even more exaggerated than when Fatty trekked to Silicon Valley to fetch them.
They never expected that in their eyes, a product of accidental inspiration, a gadget with unresolved core issues, would have such magical effects! The magnetic instrunt succeeded, and it's no exaggeration to say that this success marked a new era for chas!
The experintal cha driven by Fatty, whether in structural exterior materials or the internal ten-system performance data, was identical to other "Flowing Light" chas.
The only difference was the addition of a magnetic instrunt and an extra engine that cooperated with the magnetic instrunt.
Who is Weii Jianshan? He is the Second-level War God standing at the top of the civilian cha Fighting World. But in front of the experintal cha controlled by Fatty, he couldn't even touch Fatty once.
The entire fight had lost any significance of a match. If Fatty wanted to kill, he had fifteen chances to take Weii Jianshan down in a single blow.
This was definitely a revolution in the history of chas!
Everyone at Black Devil Studio was in shock and also fortunate. They were astounded by what they had created and felt grateful for their destinies and for eting Fatty.
Not only because Fatty saved them, but more so because of his vision.
In the world, outstanding talents are common, but excellent scouts are rare.
Fatty not only keenly realized the true use of the magnetic instrunt, pointing the way for the scientists, but he also personally participated in the latter stages of the magnetic instrunt's research. In just ten days, under Fatty's leadership, the scientists solved the nodes and material commonality issues of the magnetic instrunt and ca up with an engine design that could work with it.
So scientists looked down at their hands, staring blankly. The cha competition before them was telling them genuinely that their hands had created a miracle.
"Ping," a crisp tal collision sound interrupted the thoughts of those on the sidelines. They focused their eyes and saw, amidst the slowly settling dust, the two chas, whose dazzling phantoms were previously all they could see, had already stopped.
Fatty lost?!
This answer, which should have been without suspense, now felt so astonishing. Everyone seed to have an illusion that no matter how bizarre or disadvantageous the fight was, Fatty wouldn't lose. It felt normal for him to win multiple rounds; it felt strange for him to lose.
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