CHAPTER 299: CHAPTER 299: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

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People originally thought it would take a few more minutes to determine the winner, but someone with sharp eyes immediately noticed Little Qing’s movement. While maintaining distance, he suddenly withdrew several cannon barrels.

This is——

about to make a move.

Boom——

Little Qing aimed at the almost depleted energy box of the antique mech in front of him, firing several shells simultaneously. With violent popping sounds echoing in everyone’s ears, many sighed and said, "Limited by external conditions, Rag Queen ultimately lost."

"Defeated but honorable. Although she lost, it doesn’t mean she is weak."

"Can’t she switch to a different mech?"

"Alas——"

For a time, there were sighs one after another.

Compared to the constant mocking before, now, even the least skilled among the audience could see the signs—It wasn’t that Rag Queen’s strength was poor, but the mech she piloted was just trash.

Bringing a rifle to a rocket launcher fight?

Isn’t that seeking death?

Suddenly——

From the smoke-filled area, a very fast silhouette darted out and in an instant, leaped behind Little Qing Mecha, then quickly embraced the head of Little Qing’s mech!

"Damn!"

"Damn!"

"Damn!"

"What happened?"

"Why didn’t she die?"

"Am I seeing things?"

"I’m blind! Mama mia!!!"

"Paranormal activity in the arena!"

The scene was filled with continuous exclamations of "damn," many spectators excited, surprised, and shocked stood up, craning their necks to see inside, still unable to comprehend what just happened?

Under these circumstances, Rag Queen didn’t die?

Impossible!

"This cannot be!" Little Qing’s eyes widened, shocked beyond belief, he hadn’t used the Tracking Particle Cannon just now, but he believed that with his sniping skills, the six Ordinary Particle Cannons couldn’t possibly miss, and even if they did, the shockwave from their combined explosion should have turned the mech, with less than 10% energy, into ashes.

But——

Not only did Rag Queen survive, her mech was completely unscathed!

Impossible!

Little Qing’s pupils shrank.

It was at this moment, he suddenly felt a bone-chilling sense of crisis approaching, then a devastatingly forceful attack slammed into his spiritual defense in the Spiritual World!

Boom boom boom——

Little Qing’s eyes shifted, quickly reinforcing his spiritual defense, and at the same time, desperately shaking the mech’s body, trying to throw off the antique mech wrapped around him!

But!!!

It’s weird!

He couldn’t shake it off!

Just couldn’t shake it off!

The audience witnessing this scene, where the tension was at its peak, suddenly changed, and many laughed and said: "There it is!"

"There it is!"

"The iconic moment, there it is!"

"Rag Queen’s famous move is here! Sticky + Self-Destruction! The move that leaves you helpless and crying for daddy! Hahaha..."

"Thrilling!"

"Will it be Little Qing who wins, or Rag Queen?"

...

How the audience reacted, how, the two in the center of the arena, faced each other, too busy to care. Despite Ji You seemingly easily wrapping around Little Qing, heaven knows how much effort she put into it.

Little Qing’s spiritual power is terrifying, coupled with his strong defensive power, he’s like an egg that, no matter how hard you knock, can’t be cracked. Ji You could only seize him by taking advantage of the moment Little Qing was shocked.

But——

This seemingly fragile egg just can’t be cracked.

That’s really frustrating.

Little Qing?

Xiaoqing was not having an easy time either. He looked as if he was struggling and resisting, but all his actions seemed futile. In reality, it was because he had to focus on defending against the Rag Queen’s Spiritual Attack.

What kind of monster is this person?

Her Spiritual Silk was domineering and crazy, carrying an immense destructive force that caused beads of sweat to form and drop from Xiaoqing’s forehead, one by one.

minute had already passed.

minute, 5 seconds.

minute, 10 seconds.

...

At the scene, the two of them were still deadlocked.

The spectators squeezed their thighs, clenched their fists, and bit their lips, anxiously awaiting the final outcome.

Ji You’s forehead was also covered with droplets of sweat.

She knew very well that a prolonged deadlock would be very disadvantageous for her, as her Mecha’s energy reserve was less than 5%, while Xiaoqing? His reserve was still very abundant...

Once Xiaoqing found an opportunity to counterattack, her death would be certain.

So—

She had to resort to some top-notch tactics.

Ji You chuckled mischievously and said languidly: "Xiaoqing, if you don’t admit defeat, I will kiss you in front of everyone."

Xiaoqing shuddered, his mind shaken.

Now was the moment!

Quick!

Ji You poured all her spiritual power together, fiercely rushing into the slight crack that appeared in his Spiritual World after being shaken.

Boom boom boom—

Xiaoqing sensed something bad, his spiritual defense exploded just as he heard the Rag Queen above say, "I didn’t expect you to be frightened so easily; I should have used this move earlier."

Xiaoqing: "..."

Shameless!

Shameless!

Shameless!

But Xiaoqing was very decisive, knowing he was doomed. He dispersed his spiritual power and ignited his Mecha’s energy system.

If he was to die—then they would die together!

Boom boom boom—

Everyone listened to the thunderous explosions and the rolling dust, unable to see clearly what had happened again.

Then—

A woman with a broken arm, a broken leg, missing an ear, and all her teeth lost, climbed out of the thick smoke in an extremely disheveled and ungraced fashion—

System notification: [Rag Queen wins, Xiaoqing loses!]

Audience: "!!!"

Damn!

Damn!

Damn!

At the scene, other than the word ’damn’, no other words could more vividly or accurately represent the audience’s sentiments.

Ji You staggered a few steps and finally collapsed due to excessive blood loss.

But—

The rules of the arena are such: whoever dies first, loses. Although Ji You also collapsed, she did so later than Xiaoqing, so she won. Before collapsing, she cracked a smile, looking at the direction where smoke and debris flew and grinned, revealing her missing teeth, laughing, "Xiaoqing, without the Tracking Particle Cannon, you’re just garbage! Hahaha..."

Burp—

She breathed her last.

Soon, Ji You was transported out of the arena. She felt extremely exhausted and didn’t care about anything else. She glanced and saw that she had earned 5000 points from this round, smiled, and went straight to bed.

She slept sweetly.

But—

Because of her actions, many people couldn’t sleep.

Xiaoqing was the foremost among them.

In Lanyue Star Military Academy, in a spacious and comfortable three-bedroom, one living-room, Shen Changqing frowned deeply, watching the holographic video of his recent battle with the Rag Queen, over and over again.

Every aspect.

Every detail, each frame, every angle, he had watched it repeatedly, several times.

The more he watched, the deeper Xiaoqing’s frown became.