Infinite Terror: Infinite Reversal

Chapter 551 Stepping

The flamethrower device on the back of the cartel, used to drive away the enemy, was now useless... No matter how ingenious the fuel preparation was, it was impossible to severely damage the Vovallsky 29 in an instant, but the cartel had already been torn in two.

Amidst the debris and flashes of light, something fell to the ground along with half of the frame—it was the cockpit of the Cetor.

Mu Xiang casually tossed aside the two pieces of the mech's remains, then looked down at the fallen cockpit. Although the cockpit had fallen from a height of several tens of meters, the safety measures prevented serious injury. Furthermore, with the audience's attention focused on the Vovallsky 29, few noticed that the Keto's cockpit had crashed to the ground.

At this moment, the Vowalski 29, standing in the sunlight, exuded a unique kind of intimidation. Its black body with yellow stripes almost swallowed up the sunlight; and its slender frame, compared to other mechs, stood majestically amidst its two halves, scattered parts, and flames.

In fact, while most mainstream mechs are developing horizontally, increasing their tonnage and stacking up their defensive capabilities, the Vowalski 20 series has taken a different approach.

The long, slender fuselage and the well-proportioned outer armor give this series of melee mechs a stronger ability to evade both close-range and long-range attacks. Although their paper defense is not as strong as other models that simply pile on armor, they can deflect or even avoid more of the damage. At the same time, their superior mobility and more efficient transmission structure mean that despite their length and weight, the Vowalski 29 generates more power than most mainstream mechs.

The audience may have just enjoyed the spectacle, feeling that the mecha, which originally looked frail, now stood tall like a god or demon; but the experts all sighed in their hearts that this Allied mechanical dragon had fully utilized the advantages of the Vovallsky 29.

In close combat, this mech made almost no unnecessary moves, defeating its opponent in just a few exchanges. Not to mention, it had the upper hand in every single exchange, while Keto was constantly being worn down.

Of course, this is the opinion of so-called experts in this world... For Mu Xiang, it's just his style as he uses this mecha. The members of the Central Continent team outside the arena can naturally see the hidden meaning.

Luo Gandao sighed and said softly, "Actually, even without this mecha, using a well-rounded mecha... no, even a training machine, the captain could achieve the same effect, right?"

Zheng Zha looked at the big screen and rolled his eyes... He really wanted to say, you're wrong, he can fight millions of times better without a mecha.

Standing on the field, Mu Xiang thought of a joke... that Iron Man used the Iron Man suit just to cover up the fact that he was Superman. While there was certainly an element of exaggeration and mockery in that, it was even more fitting to describe himself. Not only did the operating logic of this melee mech suit his taste better, but even if the control system were completely removed, Mu Xiang could still forcefully control the entire mech with his minute strength.

The host was announcing the result of the battle, and the referee was flying over, signaling Mu Xiang to step down. Countless cameras were also pointed at them... but Mu Xiang revealed a disdainful smile.

The next moment, Mu Xiang raised his foot, drawing everyone's attention back to the Vovallsky 29's fuselage, and to the target beneath its feet... the cockpit of the Cato!
The mechanical dragon trapped in the cockpit screamed in terror. He didn't know why his opponent wanted to kill him... Their battle hadn't been particularly violent, and they hadn't known each other before.

Could it be because the United States' substitutes fought with Mu Xiang last night?
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Mu Xiang stepped down.

Zheng Zha and Luo Gandao were both taken aback, their mouths agape. Luo Gandao hadn't expected Mu Xiang to do such a thing; Mu Xiang was usually very kind, and didn't seem particularly ruthless in a fight—well, slamming a table on someone didn't count… Zheng Zha, on the other hand, couldn't understand why Mu Xiang would imitate Alexander's actions in the movie. He turned to look at Alexander, only to see that Alexander also looked astonished.

"Why the hell are you acting all innocent too?" Zheng Zha thought to himself, his expression growing increasingly grim. Zhao Yingkong's delicate brows furrowed, though the expression only lasted a moment, her fists clenched. At that moment, the same thought flashed through her mind as Zheng Zha's: "Could this level of combat also trigger his inner demons?"

Amidst the referee's stern warning, the cockpit shattered beneath the feet of the Vovallsky 29, turning into countless fragments.

Mu Xiang shrugged. Judging from the situation in the movie, it was only "not allowed in principle." He didn't believe anything would happen... If something did happen, he would be relieved because it would save him a lot of trouble.

The arena fell silent for a few seconds, then erupted in a cacophony of noise—curses and cheers—overpowering the voices of the referee and the announcer.

Mu Xiang stepped back, revealing the cockpit fragments scattered all over the ground... and a man who was unharmed but slumped on the ground.

"Just kidding, don't mind me... If you do mind, fine, I'll be waiting for your United States to come after me for revenge." Mu Xiang smiled at his stunned opponents below, then turned and walked towards his own stand. "Hahahaha!"

Back in his own hangar, Mu Xiang stepped out of the cockpit and saw Zheng Zha standing not far away.

"What, you think I'm really going to crush them?" Mu Xiang said with a laugh as he left with Zheng Zha after taking off his equipment.

Zheng Zha sighed: "Yeah, I don't think you make any sense to do that."

Mu Xiang shrugged: "Of course I have no reason to kill him, but I have a reason to show off my strange abilities... The referee should go back and report. With Zhang Jie's mental power attached, things will be easier from here on out."

Zheng Zha nodded: "I understand, but aren't you afraid that Alexei will become suspicious? He's not alone in his suspicions."

"It's alright. Alexei was already given a hint by Zhang Jie at the Eastern Front base. He can correct these kinds of illogical things on his own." Mu Xiang spread his hands and smiled. "Although this old man does have a good understanding of mecha technology and is a master who can run in any mecha dimension without making a mistake, it is still impossible for him to fight against fourth-level mental power methods."

“I forgot about that… Alexander should have been infected with this kind of suggestion too, right?” Zheng Zha nodded thoughtfully, then asked.

“That’s right, that’s why… he doesn’t find our fighting strength strange, he just says it’s awesome.”

(End of this chapter)