Rebirth of the first interstellar empress

Chapter 100 Strange White Light

why?

Nan Jing rubbed his eyes and looked towards the arena. Although his face was bewildered, he firmly believed in his own judgment.

But what should he say?

The moment Er Yue Liushuang rushed up against the dark night Xuanwu, Nan Jing saw a faint white light flashing on the arm of the petite driver's mech.

No, not just one.

To be precise, a dazzling white light instantly dispersed into a large area, covering the entire body of the Earl of Dark Night like a big net, and retracted the moment of contact.

Almost like a dream.

Yingmang flickered.

Under the powerful black light of the Dark Night Xuanwu, they appear as small and insignificant as the February Frost, so many people ignore the existence of these lights.

But Nan Jing could easily foresee the effect of those rays of light—cutting.

The powerful cutting of the mecha to the limbs.

Because he saw that the scattered light penetrated the indestructible mech, entered from the front chest, and shot out from the back.

He looked at the motionless Anye Xuanwu without blinking, and held his breath nervously.

Just when everyone was cheering for the winner, a frightening and shocking scene happened in the arena——

The Dark Night Xuanwu standing in the center of the field was broken into pieces as if dismembered by the sharpest laser light.

Crashed.

The original cheers of the venue ended, and there was a dead silence.

what happened?

Some people were so frightened that they lost their reaction, and of course some people had already expected this ending and were quite calm.

Er Yue Liushuang, who had been sentenced to death by the commentator, jumped out of the mecha lightly, turning the chain with the space button in his hand, and received the mecha with one arm missing.

Er Yueliushuang tossed back the long hair that fell on her chest, with the same mocking expression on her face.

He slightly raised his chin, facing the earl who had appeared from the broken mech in front of him, he said angrily, "Aren't you very lucky now?"

The earl knelt on the ground in embarrassment, his shoulders shook, and the complete damage to the mecha also affected the health of the mecha master.

When he raised his head, he could see that the face was covered with clouds, and the viciousness seemed to tear the February frost in front of him into billions of pieces.

No one knew better than him that at the moment he attacked with a weapon, he felt a strong sense of fear in his heart, as if the god of death was by his side.

Then, he heard a sharp cutting sound.

By the time he stood on the ground, he had already discovered something too horrifying——

The dark night basalt, known for its hardness, had zero utilization efficiency.

Er Yueliushuang's words echoed in the earl's mind like a shadow at this moment——

"You should be glad this isn't a physical battle."

Earl, I am really glad.

Fortunately, it is not a physical battle.

The referee has come to his senses. Although the scene was shocking, his job is only to announce the winner. As for the effectiveness of the technique, it needs to be judged by professionals.

what happened?

Even if the referee is always on the field and occupying the best viewing point, he is completely at a loss in the face of the unexplainable result at this time.

But the game is over and match point is over.

The referee quickly came out of the shock, cleared his throat and said, "I declare that, Mecha VS Mecha, the winner is February Liushuang!"

There was an uproar.

"How could this be?"

"Replay! Slow down!"

"Request a retrial!"

Not only the audience in the arena, but even the first-class VIP boxes were full of heated discussions one after another.

"What did Er Yueliu frost do? Why didn't I see anything?"

"Oh my god, is that disintegration? If it is realistic, even the pilot will be seriously injured if the mecha is disassembled to such an extent?"

The inconceivable tone made the audience feel lingering fears when they thought of reality—if it was a real cutting, it might even be cut together.

At the same time, there was a wave of rejoicing: Fortunately, this is a virtual world.

Terrible lethality.

But when exactly?

Obviously the organizers also need aftertaste to support their judgment on the winner.

Soon, the replay came out.

On the huge holographic projection platform, the scene reappears.

The slow-motion playback made Nan Jing see more things that he hadn't seen clearly before.

When Er Yueliu Frost's mecha approached the Earl of Dark Night, a white light knife appeared in his right hand, but the color was very light and the light was very weak.

But in the blink of an eye, the dim light turned into a sharp and dazzling light, and the right hand of the mech drew a circle, followed by a light shake, and the light saber spread out like a celestial maiden scattered flowers, connecting them into one piece.

The scattered and dimmed white light precisely covered the entire upper body of the Earl of Dark Night.

Stop, the light saber disappears.

Nan Jing closed his eyes and replayed the slow motion just now in his mind over and over again, and gradually speeded up.

If it was replayed at a fast enough speed, the large expanse of light before would be able to explain it—because Er Yue Liushuang shot too fast, the streaks of white light were connected into pieces.

"What's the matter?" The people next to him still didn't understand.

Yun Jinghan retreated from the glass window, sat on the arm of the sofa next to Nan Jing, and asked curiously, "Why do you think the winner is Er Yue Liushuang?"

Nan Jing also heard a little weirdness, even if the white light was too pale and suppressed by the black light and shadow to easily ignore it, then after playing it back so many times in slow motion, it is not impossible to not see the strangeness. Bar?

At least the thing to ask is, what is that white light?

Although Nan Jing was puzzled, he replied honestly: "I think the problem lies in that white light."

"White light?" Yun Jinghan became even more weird. He looked back at the playback and replayed it again. After making sure that he didn't miss any important information, he turned his head back and asked in confusion, "Where did the white light come from?"

"you……"

didn't you see it?

Nan Jing originally blurted out the words, but he swallowed them back after vigilantly noticing the gazes cast on him by the group.

My heart was pounding.

It can be inferred from the bewildered expressions of the people around that they should not have seen the white light, so they haven't found the crux of the problem until now.

"What white light?"

"I didn't see it, I only saw the black light gun of Dark Night Xuanwu."

More and more people are paying attention to Nam Kyung.

It seemed that he was really the only one who saw it.

Nanjing shifted his attention to the holographic projection that was already playing back.

again.

The white shimmer is dim, but it has the sharpness to cut through everything.

Not his hallucinations.

"I read it wrong." Nan Jing shook his head and denied.

"cut--"

Disappointed with one voice, everyone started discussing together again.

Yun Jinghan has already opened the terminal: "I'll ask my brother."

Nan Jing hesitated for a moment, and then turned on the terminal. He wanted to ask Landis if he had watched the game and if he had seen the white light.

Some things that he dared not tell others and didn't know if he could say them, but he felt that he could tell Landis without reservation.

The finger touches the virtual keyboard that appears on the terminal.

It was obviously a vain and empty contact, but Nan Jing seemed to be burned, and retracted his hand reflexively.

It fell so easily.

Even at the beginning, he didn't have [-]% trust in Mu Huai'an.

However, facing Landis, whom he had known for a short time, he wanted to reveal everything.

Is it because... I have been lonely for too long?

Nan Jing breathed a sigh of relief and put away the terminal.

Although I am very confident in Landis' ability, I still have a little worry.

Let's wait until all his games are over.

And over there, Yun Jinghan also got a reply from Yun Tianyi.

"How?" Nan Jing asked.

Yun Jinghan shook his head: "My brother only said that Er Yue Liushuang's mecha had a weirdness on the right hand, but he didn't see what the weirdness was."

This time, Nan Jing was even more convinced that the white light he saw was in an abnormal state.

Be sure to ask Landis when you have time.

The qualifying contestants were also quite uneasy, and Earl's performance can only be described in three sentences——

Lose too fast.

It's unbelievable to lose.

Lost too badly.

Yes, it can only be described as tragic.

They had heard all the rubbish talk of Er Yue Liushuang. As contestants, they couldn't help but think about the same thing as Earl—what if it wasn't a virtual battle, but a physical one?

With such an ending, is the pilot still alive?

Fortunately, it's only virtual!

"What's going on? Who of you has seen the way?" Finally someone couldn't bear to ask.

Everyone here is in the top ten of last year's qualifying competition. No matter how you say it, you can be considered a master among masters. Although I don't want to admit it, no one really understands it yet.