Chapter 7 (1/2)

Sun Xuelin attempted to shoot a few times, but she could feel that something wasn't right, and it bothered her deeply.

She had depended on her gun for too long; and now, all of a sudden, it couldn't hit her target.

Sun Xuelin was certainly perceptive, so she recognised immediately that there was something strange about YC's moving pattern. Sometimes, his path had seemed curvy, yet the other times it didn't.

”Oh, he wants to use the Arching Track to counter my shooting. That's really naïve of him.” For some unknown reasons, that just got on Sun Xuelin's nerves.

Dealing with Arching Track wasn't difficult, especially when everyone had their own force of habits. A keen eye would have found out the patterns. After several fights with YC, she had already gotten his. Moreover, there was a limit on how the Arching Track could vary, and she already grasped that thoroughly.

Sun Xuelin patiently counted all the variations, with her sight fixated on YC, she was waiting for her chance to strike.

”Great, now is the time!” Sun Xuelin shot without any hesitations.

However, that was a miss!

As if YC could have predicted that, he turned at the precise movement and had managed to avoid the shot. Was it luck? What else could it be? That indeed perturbed and distressed Sun Xuelin.

As YC was approaching her, she panicked a little bit. Without any focus on the target, she just shot at Ye Zhong randomly, all over the place.

It seemed like luck was still on her side when one of the bullets. .h.i.t YC's left shoulder, and he tumbled.

At this moment, Ye Zhong's back was soaked in sweat, his arms got heavier, and started to lose control, it had even got into a spasm. He had bit his lower lip tightly till it bled, but he wasn't aware of it.

The mecha rattled, Ye Zhong knew that the Black Bird had just been shot.

There was no time to check the location of the wound, Ye Zhong's arms were still moving non-stop.

Before Sun Xuelin could have congratulated herself, she realized that YC had leaned to one side after the shot. Who could have pa.s.sed such a wonderful opportunity? Sun Xuelin was thinking of a fatal attack, when she learned that the shot had only made YC's moving orbit even more bizarre. She became more panicked and confused. Thus, her shooting became more chaotic.

The size of Ye Zhong's opponent grew as he got closer. Ye Zhong felt more excited, his arms, which were tremendously heavy earlier, suddenly gained speed.

Nearer … nearer … almost there!

”Kyaaa!” Ye Zhong screamed out loud, as sudden as a thunder exploding in the mid of spring.

His opponent seemed stunned, just stood there unmoving. A trap? A scheme? Whatever it could be, Ye Zhong didn't think much about it, took his magnetic sword from his back and swung with his right hand, at the same time, his left hand sneakily reached out the alloy dagger hidden in his left thigh.

Ye Zhong truly believed that as long as he could get close, he would be able to defeat his opponent.

The magnetic sword produced a buzzing sound, the blade sparked, without any further ado, Ye Zhong sliced his opponent's throat, well, the mecha's throat. His easy win dumbfounded him. The Mecha's throat was a fatal spot just like a human's.

How could his opponent have made such a silly yet fatal mistake?