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Mech Armor Revolution
墨書 Inktalez
Located in the western outskirts of the capital city, Mech Arena is a stunning architectural marvel. Despite being far from the bustling city center, it still attracts thousands of spectators and mech pilots. Encircled by a towering 20-meter steel protective wall, it resembles a modern-day fortress.
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Stepping inside the arena, you are immediately struck by its immense size. The 300-meter-long, 200-meter-wide, and 50-meter-high space showcases a world capable of accommodating various mech battles. Unlike typical flat terrain, it features diverse landscapes, including artificial hills, deep pools, sand dunes, and even movable cover and obstacles, all designed to simulate various possible battlefield environments.
Surrounding the venue, multi-level seating can accommodate up to tens of thousands of spectators. Each seat is located behind a mesh protection and energy barrier, ensuring the safety of the audience even during intense mecha battles.
At the center of the venue stands a towering 30-meter command tower, equipped with a large LED screen for real-time display of the progress, scores, and various data analysis of the matches. In addition, this tower is responsible for the overall security monitoring of the venue, equipped with an advanced AI referee system that can detect and handle various emergency situations in real time.
On one side of the arena is a dedicated area designed specifically for the maintenance and adjustment of mechs, known as the "Maintenance area." Here, there are specialized engineers and medical personnel to ensure that the competition runs smoothly.
Furthermore, in order to increase the spectacle and entertainment value, the arena has been intentionally designed with various light effects and special smoke effects. Whenever the competition reaches a climax or triggers a specific event, these effects will automatically activate, providing the audience and participants with a more stunning visual feast."
Mech Arena is not only a stage for mech pilots to showcase their skills, but also a melting pot for political exchange, social observation, and cultural collision. It symbolizes an era, a civilization, and reflects humanity's constant pursuit of power and wisdom."
Jack listened patiently to the verbose introduction of the arena's sightseeing AI, then promptly left before the AI could move on to various mech model sales.
He looked around, searching for various details in the vast arena. The bustling neon lights, large electronic screens, and the surrounding audience seats all highlighted the unusual nature of this place. However, the most striking sight was undoubtedly the central battlefield shrouded in smoke, where two mechs were engaged in intense combat.
Prison Tiger piloted the "Tiger Shark" mech, ruthlessly maneuvering its rocket thrusters to trace a perfect arc in the sky, then delivering a heavy blow with an iron fist to its opponent. In that moment, Prison Tiger gazed into the eyes of the opposing mech pilot, as if seeing through everything.
The mech across is named "Ice Phoenix", with a predominantly icy blue and silver-white appearance, and wings that simulate the shape of phoenix feathers. In terms of firepower, in addition to basic machine guns and missiles, it also has a special weapon that can emit a beam of cold air.
The gaze of "Prison Tiger" meets the pilot of "Ice Phoenix", and in this instant, it seems that their intentions and tactics are revealed to each other without reservation.
"Are you ready to face the consequences?" mocked Prison Tiger through the communication channel.
"Do you think this match is in the bag for you?" replied the driver of Ice Phoenix coldly.
Ice Phoenix suddenly activated the cold beam cannon, and a beam of cold air pointed directly at "Tiger shark." Prison Tiger instantly manipulated "Tiger shark" to make a swift lateral move, narrowly avoiding the attack.
"Heh, not bad," Prison Tiger sneered.
At this moment, Ice Phoenix quickly rose into the sky like a true phoenix. Then, it swiftly dove down, using the strong wind generated by the wings on its mech suit to try to blow "Tiger shark" off the competition field.
"Wishing to make this general fall? No way!" Prison Tiger cursed under his breath and threw a punch.
The fist of "Tiger shark" and the wings of "Ice Phoenix" collided fiercely, emitting a symphony of metal. But in that instant, Prison Tiger caught a glimpse of cunning in the eyes of the pilot of Ice Phoenix.
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The wings of Ice Phoenix suddenly released freezing air, intending to freeze the fist of "Tiger shark." However, Prison Tiger was prepared and immediately activated the high-temperature generator on the mecha fist, melting the ice layer instantly.
"Is this all you've got?" Prison Tiger said disdainfully.
"Far from it," responded the driver of Ice Phoenix.
At that moment, the chest of Ice Phoenix suddenly opened, revealing a huge beam of cold air aimed at "Tiger shark".
"Take this!" shouted the pilot of Ice Phoenix.
Prison Tiger clenched his teeth tightly, manipulating "Tiger shark" to evade with all his might. But in that instant, Ice Phoenix released a beam of icy cold. The entire competition arena was frozen, but "Tiger shark" successfully dodged the attack.
"It looks like you still lost," Prison Tiger said coldly.
"Tiger shark" raised its iron fist and unquestionably smashed it towards the head of "Ice Phoenix" this time, confirming the outcome of the match. Amidst the cold sneer of Prison Tiger and the disappointed look of the pilot of Ice Phoenix, this high-tension match finally came to an end. Prison Tiger controlled the "Tiger shark" mecha, and the heavy metal footsteps resonated with the floor of the arena. The mecha of "Tiger shark" appeared even more majestic under the huge display screen. The mechanical arm of the mecha slowly retracted, and it was this iron fist that determined the outcome of the match.
Prison Tiger pressed a few buttons on the control panel, causing the mecha to enter autopilot mode. Immediately, a proud laughter escaped from Prison Tiger's lips, pierced through the mecha's shell, and entered the entire arena's sound system. This was an extraordinary victory for him, a powerful response to all those who had ever doubted him.
"It looks like no one can stop me today," Prison Tiger taunted, as the screen continuously played highlights of his twenty consecutive victories.
On the sidelines, reporters and photographers vied to capture images of this invincible driver. Some looked at him with admiration, while others concealed their envy and doubt.
Suddenly, a refined image appeared on the big screen, displaying an official announcement from the Mech Armored Sports Organization. "Congratulations to Prison Tiger General for achieving a legendary record of twenty consecutive victories! Who will be the next to challenge this dominant figure?"
Prison Tiger glanced at the message with a hint of disdain in his eyes. In his view, the arena was the stage where he controlled his destiny, and no one could shake his position.
Not far away, the event commentator was enthusiastically explaining into the microphone, "No doubt, Prison Tiger General has become the absolute overlord of this arena. Not only does he possess outstanding driving skills, but also a cold and decisive personality. Today's race once again proved his strength. We are all looking forward to who will challenge him next."
Prison Tiger walked out of the cockpit and stepped onto the stairs leading to the rest area. He knew that there were more enemies and challenges waiting for him on this stage, but he was prepared to face everything.
In his heart, he thought, "Twenty consecutive victories are just the beginning. The next goal is to seize the highest honor in this arena."
Upon entering the rest area, Prison Tiger suddenly felt a cold gaze fixed on him. He slowly turned his head and locked eyes with the source of the gaze. Jack glared angrily at Prison Tiger, his eyes filled with coldness and dissatisfaction. But Prison Tiger seemed to have no recognition of who he was, only giving a faint smile, as if facing an insignificant opponent.
At that moment, Jack clenched his fists, realizing that in order to uncover the truth behind all of this, he must personally step into the world of this mecha.
Returning to his residence, Jack immediately activated the control interface of his mecha "Falcon" and began adjusting some settings. He knew that this would be his first step back into the battlefield, although this time the battlefield was no longer a distant planet or a smoky front line, but rather the "Grand competition" of Mech Arena.
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