It Is Not Easy To Be A Man After Travelling To The Future Chapter 413: Self-Destruct!

Just as Zhao Jun's life was hanging in the balance, Lingtian No.4 and Lingtian No.5, who had already successfully killed off the other Leiting member, suddenly attacked at the same time. Coming in from the top and bottom at very tricky angles, their beam sabers stabbed viciously at Qiao Ting.

In the face of their sudden attack, a sneer appeared on Qiao Ting's lips. Compared to the start, he was already extremely vigilant against these two Lingtian members. As such, how could he be unprepared for their sudden attack?

Qiao Ting's mecha suddenly twisted in a bizarre fashion, and the two attacking beam sabers grazed by the sides of his mecha without damaging him at all. At the same time, his beam saber turned away from attacking Zhao Jun to pierce towards one of the other two mecha at an unimaginable angle extremely quickly ...

Qiao Ting's attack was too abrupt — his beam saber broke through the protective beam shield of the mecha to sink directly into the opponent's c.o.c.kpit ...

The severe pain of his body being stabbed almost made Luo Lang unconscious. Luo Lang gritted his teeth and with a full-body jolt, his initially watery and bright eyes had turned cold and ruthless. Right then, he almost seemed to not feel the agonizing pain his body was in.

"Hmph, actually pushing me out to suffer on your behalf at this critical moment. Primary ident.i.ty, you are just too irresponsible." As Luo Lang muttered to himself, he decisively pressed the self-destruct b.u.t.ton on his mecha. Then, he reached out with both hands to grip the beam saber piercing him firmly. The energy radiated by the beam saber instantly seared Luo Lang's hands, but Luo Lang did not seem to feel it, just as if this body was not his.

Meanwhile, at this time, Qiao Ting was trying to pull out his beam saber from Lingtian No.5's c.o.c.kpit. However, when he tugged, he actually did not succeed. Could it be that the beam saber was stuck?

"Luo Lang ..." Seeing Luo Lang pierced by the beam saber, Li Yingjie screamed in horror.

"Run!" Luo Lang's icy voice came through his mecha's commlink. Suddenly realising something, Li Yingjie's face paled and he began retreating swiftly.

"Damm*t, you little punk Luo, wait for me!" Zhao Jun had also heard Luo Lang's voice. What else was there to figure out? It looked like Luo Lang was prepared to carry out Ling Lan's second battle tactic now — who asked them to be the first to encounter Qiao Ting?

Even a little junior four years younger than him was unafraid; how could he shrink back? Zhao Jun clenched his teeth — taking advantage of the time Qiao Ting was struggling to pull out his beam saber and was unable to attack, he decisively threw aside his beam saber that was almost completely drained of energy and dove forwards fiercely to wrap his mecha around Qiao Ting's mecha.

Qiao Ting saw the two of them unwilling to back off no matter what, and in his shock and consternation, a notion suddenly crossed his mind. His expression changed drastically — decisively casting aside the beam saber in his hands, he pushed his mecha to maximum power, trying to escape Zhao Jun's entanglement. At the same time, he dialled his ace mecha's beam shield to its maximum setting ...

Quicker than words could say, before Qiao Ting could wrest free of Zhao Jun's grip, two loud explosions rang out in quick succession. Luo Lang's mecha and Zhao Jun's mecha had exploded, and the ma.s.sive energy produced threw the white sand below them into the air. Within the range of 100 metres, the entire area was shrouded by white sand, so the spectators could not see what was happening inside.

"Bang, bang, bang!" In this kind of uncertainty, the sounds of violent collisions rang out once more from inside the sphere of swirling sand. Then, a mecha suddenly flew out from the sands. Its body was emitting trails of dense smoke, and the initially gleaming mecha was not rather dull. There were also many scars now on the initially smooth outer sh.e.l.l. It was Qiao Ting's ace mecha. Having lost the original weapon he had been attacking with, the beam saber, Qiao Ting subst.i.tuted it with a beam gun. He pointed it at the swirling sands and pulled the trigger, sending a beam of energy bursting out from the muzzle.

Immediately after, another mecha also flew out from the sandy sphere. Up against the shot coming at his face, the other mecha did not choose to dodge but faced it head-on. This mecha was the third Lingtian mecha, the only surviving Lingtian No.4.

"This fellow is asking for trouble!" Seeing this idiotic behaviour of Lingtian No.4, the spectating students could not help but grumble angrily. They were not looking down on Lingtian No.4 — it was just that the fierce performance of the other Lingtian members had drawn the spectating students involuntarily over to Lingtian's side, so they did not want to see Lingtian No.4 be sacrificed for nothing.

The beam shot struck Lingtian No.4 as expected, and his mecha's beam shield became dim instantly. Everyone knew that if he was. .h.i.t one more time, Lingtian No.4's mecha would not be able to take it; at that time, the operator would perish along with the mecha.

"Dodge quickly, you b.a.s.t.a.r.d!" The spectating cadets yelled as they clenched their fists, hoping that Lingtian No.4 would not be impulsive and protect himself well before thinking of some other way to attack Qiao Ting ...

Unfortunately, the spectating students' wish did not come true. Lingtian No.4 seemed to have lost his reason after his two teammates had self-destructed; berserk, he was like a moth to a flame, charging fearlessly at Qiao Ting ...

Qiao Ting's face revealed his contempt for this kind of brainless behaviour. He operated his mecha to retreat even as he calmly pulled the trigger in his hands. Just one more shot, and this Lingtian No.4 would end up exactly like the other two, killed by him and ejected from the field.

The beam gun once again released a bright beam of white light which hurtled towards Lingtian No.4. Just as everyone thought that Lingtian No.4 was sure to die, suddenly, from the skies above the two fighters, a beam of light came down and intercepted the beam about to strike Lingtian No.4. The two beams offset each other and finally dissipated into the air.

Of course, as the two beams were dissipating, there was still some leakage of energy. If Lingtian No.4 had waited a bit for the energy to fade completely, he would be fine, but Lingtian No.4 did not consider this at all. Instead, he sped up to leap at Qiao Ting — as his mecha pa.s.sed through the area where the beams met, the ambient energy once again brought harm to the mecha. The initially already very dim beam shield became completely dark due to Lingtian No.4's actions, leaving his entire mecha a sheet of grey ...

"Even if I, Li Yingjie, am defeated and have to leave the field, I will still rip a piece of flesh from my opponent first!" Li Yingjie saw that a teammate had arrived and began laughing arrogantly. He decisively activated all the engines of his mecha, pushing them to their limits.

The mecha was thrown into overdrive, drawing a trail of shadow through the air as it leapt onto Qiao Ting's mecha. Due to overdrive, the already extremely battered body of Li Yingjie's mecha could not take any more and began to disintegrate. Some of the outer armour actually fell off the mecha's body, dropping down from the sky. Even without receiving any external attack, Li Yingjie's mecha would not hold out for more than a few seconds before completely disintegrating ...

As soon as Qiao Ting saw what Li Yingjie was doing, how could he not know what the other was thinking? He was just about to push his mecha to maximum speed in preparation to dodge Li Yingjie's suicidal attack when, at this moment, from the skies above him, a string of beam shots rained down on his head. Facing these overwhelming wave of beam attacks, Qiao Ting had almost no chance of avoiding them. He could only choose to return fire to try and counteract these attacks, but this decision made it completely impossible for him to also escape Li Yingjie.

In the next second, Li Yingjie had wrapped himself securely around his mecha's right leg. Qiao Ting's face changed and he quickly turned his gun to aim at Li Yingjie who was hugging his thigh. Even if his mecha would be hit by a shot coming from above, he still needed to first get rid of this Lingtian No.4 which was threatening his mecha.

"No.11, the rest is up to you!" Even as he shouted, Li Yingjie pressed the self-destruct b.u.t.ton on his mecha. And though that Lingtian mecha that had just appeared did not respond verbally to his cry, the beams pouring forth in a torrent from his gun was a clear response to Li Yingjie's words.

As Qiao Ting's beam shot struck Li Yingjie, a tremendous 'boom' rang out at the same time. Li Yingjie's dilapidated mecha was instantly reduced to a fireball; the incredible force of its explosion distorted the air.

At this time, all the spectating students were silent. They did not know whether the explosion was a result of Li Yingjie's successful self-destruct or a result of Qiao Ting's attack. Still, whichever it was, they were now filled with admiration for Lingtian, this newly established mecha clan. Who could have guessed that the Lingtian battle team which no one thought had any chance of winning could fight back to this extent? One special-cla.s.s mecha and two advanced mecha actually managed to push Qiao Ting into such an awkward and dishevelled state. This was something that had never occurred ever since Qiao Ting had become an ace operator.

"Ah, look, Thunder King's mecha!" Qiao Ting's mecha finally flew out from the cloud of smoke and fire. His mecha's appearance at this time shocked the spectating students to their core. The lower half of Qiao Ting's mecha's right leg had been completely blown off and was no longer there.

"Lingtian No.4, he managed to self-destruct in time!" The supporters of Lingtian cheered. Lingtian No.4 had really managed to do as he had said before he left the field. He had indeed ripped off a chunk of Qiao Ting, bringing the lower half of the other's right leg with him in a glorious withdrawal.

"Warning, warning! Mecha has already been destroyed up to 15%. Defensive power decreased by 15%. Flight speed decreased by 12%. Please adjust mecha's balance parameters immediately ..." The A.I. of Qiao Ting's mecha blared several urgent warnings. Face dark, Qiao Ting swiftly operated his mecha to perform balancing and repair procedures. At the same time, he also needed to dodge that Lingtian No.11 who was still attacking him. The other was another old rival of his, the original head strategist of the Wuji Mecha Clan, the fifth-year Li Lanfeng.

"Unexpectedly, the Lingtian battle team members also know about that battle case!" At this moment, in the audience, Tang Yu's expression was complicated. He looked at the dishevelled Qiao Ting on the screen and sighed softly. Compared to Leiting, the Lingtian battle team had prepared much better for this battle. All their members knew very clearly what they had to do ...

"It looks like Lingtian is planning to use this tactic to handle Qiao Ting." A satisfied smile appeared on the princ.i.p.al's face. It should be said that this tactic of Lingtian's was pretty good — it was the only tactic that could let them defeat Qiao Ting at present.

"Heaven knows how they learned of this tactic," commented Tang Yu with a bitter smile. Mind you, this battle case had always been kept sealed away by the Federation; only ace operators and above had the clearance the view it ...