Chapter 7: Burn and Rest (1/2)
Chapter 7: Burn and Rest
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There were a few instances where Xuelin was about to fire, but something distressing was holding her back which made her awfully uneasy. The gun she held faith at all times disappointed her, as if troubled by her emotions, and started to miss on every single shot.
Xuelin instantly pinpointed the peculiarity in YC’s movement. It appeared sinuous yet wasn’t at the same time.
Hmph! Trying to dodge my shots like a serpent huh? Too naïve, too naïve! Xuelin thought as she felt a sudden rage.
It’s not a big deal to master the curvature skill because everyone has their own set of techniques, including YC. After engaging in countless of battles, it will be possible for one to identify these distinctive skills. The regularities in YC’s curvature skill had already been spotted seeing that there were hardly any variations which Xuelin couldn’t recognize!
She began to study and calculate his movements in her mind while her eyes locked on YC, picking out every variation in his movements, while waiting for the right time to shoot.
When the time came, she fired without hesitation.
Xuelin stared in bewilderment as the shot she fired missed!
As though he had foreseen this, he dodged the bullet with a twinkle in his eyes. Was this another case of his beginner’s luck again or was there something more? Xuelin was flabbergasted as her thoughts circled in confusion. Taken aback by the whole ordeal, she went rampant on a barrel of firing on the field. Maybe it was a blessing from the God when one of her shots finally went through YC’s left shoulder causing him to lose balance.
Ye Chong on the other hand was completely soaked by his sweat and his hands felt heavier over time; as if they were starting to move on their own, seemingly twitching if this went on. He bit his lips out of panic and was already bleeding before he noticed it. In the midst of adrenaline rush, he felt a shudder from his mech which came to his realization that he was shot! Despite that, his hands continued to key in commands, as there was no time for him to find out the damaged part of his machinery.
Xuelin gushed with excitement for her successful shot that left YC hanging like a broken wind-up robot toy. A golden opportunity awaited before her! There’s no way she could miss this! She loaded her gun and was prepared to send YC a final blow! Ironically, it was the hit that made YC’s movements go haywire and became even more unpredictable than before. Naturally, it was not good news for Xuelin.
Coming to her senses on the aftermath, Xuelin’s distress caused her firing to run wild on the field again! Meanwhile, Ye Chong finally caught sight of his opponent which triggered him, as well as his hands! It was as if they were electrified as they entered the commands at great speed!
It’s getting closer now. It’s coming!
Hiya!! Ye Chong roared like thunder in his compartment.
The opponent froze, taken aback by his scream. Was this a trap? Was there a plan B that she was not aware of? He no longer cared and had already drawn his magnetic sword from his back while his left hand reached for the alloy dagger tied to his left ankle.
As long as I can get close enough, the opponent would be dead meat!
He asserted himself and swung his sword; creating a buzzing echo formed from the magnetic waves of his sword. There was no resistance from the opponent as he sliced right through the throat. He was surprised at how simple it was. He was expecting a final struggle from the opponent as an inflicted wound on a machine’s throat was as fatal as it was on humans but there was no retaliation!
How could one make such an amateur mistake?
Having to live on Trash Planet-12 long enough he showed no mercy. He felt indifferent as he penetrated his dagger deeply and accurately like a serpent sinking its teeth into its prey; right on the upper chest of SP which would be the pilot’s cabin. What YC heard next after the screeching sounds of metal shredding was the sound of applause for his victory.
In the meantime, Xuelin stared blankly in dismay at her floating chair; the network helmet she just disconnected was left levitating in the air. That very menacing figure that travelled speedily, that violent and direct attack, that tenacious bravery, lingered in the thoughts of Xuelin, haunting her.