Chapter 86: Who’s Number One? (3)
Yuka, pulled close by the black mecha, had released the hammer formed from her left arm and quickly transformed her right arm into a long blade, stabbing it into the opponent’s cockpit.
She realized her opponent knew her well, almost predicting her next move during the fight. Even if he was wary of her transforming her mechanical arm into a weapon, his patience had worn thin from the prolonged struggle; and, after Yuka had already thrown away one weapon, his attention was naturally diverted to it, not expecting another blade.
Yuka’s attack strategy was a gamble, but it was her only option. Fortunately, luck was on her side this time.
Under the gaze of everyone in the underground arena, the pink mecha, which should have proudly flaunted its victory, suddenly collapsed to the ground as if it had lost all its strength.
The next moment, starting from the shoulder of the pink mecha, many of its parts began to loosen and fall, one after another, crashing into the pristine snow below.
Finally, this battered pink mecha, riddled with scars as if it had been through countless wars, hung its head low and was removed from the map by the system.
Strangely, the usually bustling underground arena was now eerily silent.
The crowd was shocked and confused, unable to grasp how such a broken mecha had withstood Rabies’ ferocious onslaught and even won the match.
Though battered and damaged, the mecha’s resilience, agility, and decisive killing blow had left an indelible impression on everyone’s mind.
A consensus formed naturally among the spectators: "Lady" truly deserved to be number one.
After a while, Roukujou set down his nearly crushed cup. He choked back emotions, not looking at Alfie, whose face was pale now.