All Stars Are My Food Fans

It was a little late to take the hover car to the school.

Today is the weekend again, and there are very few students on the road.

Occasionally, but also in twos and threes, whether it is a dormitory trip, or a couple going out on the street.

Jiang Qiuqiu was walking on the road to school, and he didn't know why, but it was difficult to calm down.

Not wanting to go back to the dormitory immediately, Jiang Qiuqiu went to the virtual computer room with infinite fire in his heart.

There are really many serious people in this school. There is no one on the path outside, but there are many people in the virtual computer room.

Much.

Everyone is wearing helmets or lying in the cabin in twos and threes. On the virtual screen in the center of the computer room, the scene of virtual competition in the infield is projected everywhere.

No hoja today, but would love to be active.

After Jiang Qiuqiu lay in the cabin, he was sent to the first-class melee pool.

This pool is not specifically for freshmen, but the mecha soldiers who are currently trained in the computer room at about the first level. The level of the people here is uneven, and they can draw swords and fight. It's amazing anyway.

Jiang Qiuqiu was wearing light armor this time, because she wanted to fight, and she still couldn't control the medium armor very well.

As soon as the light armor landed, she pulled out the long sword that came with the mecha, took a deep breath, and rushed into the crowd.

At first only a corner was captured by her.

A light armor looks light and fluttering, but the dancing sword is extremely sharp. It is extremely fast. The silver light flashes on someone else's mecha. of abuse.

Qiuqiu's strength is not in strength, but in flexibility and fierceness.

She knocked down one mech after another, and because it was too 'sharp', someone soon noticed her.

The classmates who first noticed her were the same classmates who wanted to practice their skills, but they were not vigilant and did not pay enough attention to her, and they were soon cut by Jiang Qiuqiu.

Later, she killed a lot of people, and there was a relatively strong first-class who was born to fight with Jiang Qiuqiu, and the infield slowly came out with a semi-circle empty.

The medium-sized mecha and the light-sized mecha were intertwined. Jiang Qiuqiu used a sword. The driver of the other mecha did not have Qiuqiu's strong center of gravity, sense of balance, and mental strength.

People with short and inflexible hands can easily be drawn by people with long and sensitive hands.

This sentence is also very applicable to mecha.

Jiang Qiuqiu sat in the control room and found a lot of opportunities to attack the opponent, but the opponent's defense was high, and it was difficult for her to inflict 'knockdown' damage to him with only her long sword.

So after pestering him for a while, making him a little irritable, Jiang Qiuqiu no longer focused on swords, but started a close fight.

When he was unprepared, he took out his iron fist and smashed him hard on the neck.

Zhong Jia reacted and wanted to counterattack, Jiang Qiuqiu didn't want to fight, he slid back directly, and the opposite side had to chase, but the novice controlling the mecha had to rest, he couldn't keep chasing.

Jiang Qiuqiu slid over quickly while he was resting, took out his long sword, and poked at the joints of the mecha.

This is a sensitive point.

After the middle armor is poked, it will quickly get up to fight.

Going back and forth like this, pulling and pulling, people outside the venue soon noticed it.

Some newcomers who had not had time to put on their helmets gathered around the big screen.

"Is this a first-level field?"

"When did the first-level battle become so irritating?" I leaned on a junior sister, "Let's start a light armor and abuse vegetables, the middle armor on the opposite side is too clumsy, and you will lose."