Chapter 121: What are they going to say about Tang Bai.

The first match against Imperial was an ugly loss, perhaps the most humiliating match Imperial Team has ever had.

The Empire and the Federation have always played the game of pushing the envelope, even if they lose the competition they can still redeem themselves in the high-end appearance, design connotations and names of their mechs.

Froggy, the widow, comes out of nowhere and jumps on the altar of Imperial mecha high-fashion, and if Chris wins, then he can only prove that Cajun, the god of the River Styx, is better than Froggy, the widow.

If Chris had tied, he would have told the crowd that the gods of the River Styx and the widowed frogs were half and half on the same level.

Both of the above do nothing to enhance the Cajun, which was designed by one of the Empire's leading mech builders, with several historians and aestheticians as advisors on the Cajun's appearance, and which was blown out of the water by the Empire's public upon its release, even using the name of the deity.

But the worst happened when Cajun, the god of the river Styx, lost.

Such a mecha that was sitting firmly at the top of the pile was defeated by a frog as a fly.

So the name Cajun became the biggest mockery of all.

The fact is that the Federation's mechs have a lot of black marks, their names are child's play, their shapes are child's play, and as long as the Empire is as aggressive as ever against the Federation, it will be able to steer public opinion in the right direction in no time.

But the harder the Empire stomped on the Federation at this time, the more it was slapping itself in the face. To save its honor, the entire Empire began to blow the widow Froggy, how wise and powerful Professor Wang was who designed it, and how young and talented Gu Tunan, the mech, was.

What are they going to say about Tang Bai.

Tang Bai made few changes to Lone Froggy, but each of them played a crucial role in this tournament, such as the use of improved mechanical vines, the frog shape, the name Lone Froggy and the final insulting kill move "Froggy eats flies".

This deviant omega has already created chaos in the Federation, is a destabilising element, a contrarian, and a far cry from the omega education propagated by the Empire.

Weighing the pros and cons, the Empire's top brass suddenly had a flash of inspiration and realised that they could deflect the conflict other than blowing the Federation hard!

Soon, there was a flurry of blackmail against Tang Bai.

#Tang Bai finds a new leg up after his own grandfather Tang Rong as he reveals the gold-plated oddities of the Federation's mech-building scene

#LoneWidow Froggy The name Froggy was originally given by omega, it's really ridiculous! #froggy

# Tang Bai is a flower fairy at the Mecha Cup, netizens say he's more of a flower vase than a mech builder

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Since the mechanical vine was developed by Tang Bai and Grandpa Tang together, the black article from the empire seized on this point, stating that the mechanical vine was developed by Grandpa Tang alone and that Tang Bai's name was added to the list in order to gild the lily of his grandson's resume.

Ditto for Widow Froggy, which is clearly the brainchild of Professor Wang, but compelled by Tang Rong to add Tang Bai's name to it.

The writer confidently clicked on the comments section and the number one hot comment was, "Why do you have so many beautiful pictures of Tang Tang for a sugar black! [you're not right.jpg]"

Those black drafts are illustrated with a capture of Tang Bai sitting on a lotus flower touching virtual wings during the battle between the widowed frog and Cajun, the god of the River Styx.

The lotus is enormous, its petals snow-white, the water intersected by lotus leaves into a world of turquoise, the tips of the feet pointing out a circle of ripples in the water, Tang Bai sits in the middle of the blooming lotus, her butterfly wings emitting a luminous shimmer, like an unworldly spirit.

Netizens who were half brainwashed by the black script couldn't help but look at the pictures and say, "He's so good looking, it's not like him to do something like that." "It's true that cute people have cute names too, I love the Quacker." "Though but, is there a picture?"

Blackie: "????"

At the moment Tang Bai is sitting dutifully in the audience waiting for the new Abyssal Sea scenario to be set up and speculating on what players will be playing this game.

The new game was randomized to Empire and Proa.

The Proa's mecha technology is relatively backward, with much of the technology being taught to the Proa by the Federation.

Before the competition began, spectators took selfies of their random costumes, and Tang Bai was no exception, sitting in a shell and showing Xie Ruhang his pretty little mermaid tail.

The scales of the fish are pink, with a purplish glow underwater.

"Does it look good?" Tang Bai asks sweetly.

Xie Ruhang was so enthralled that the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise as he thought about the future Bunny suit.

Bai Li, who is also on the Federation Team, tsked at the look on Xie Ruhang's face. Although Bai Li is a mech builder, he is a very good mech pilot and was selected for the competition.

Not wanting to eat dog food, Bai Li averted his eyes to see Benrud emerge from the Proa's lounge, a young alpha, only sixteen or seventeen, with a wheatish complexion, his exposed tattoo appearing to be that of the Andean god Vulture.

"Huka!" Bantelu greeted the Federation Team players with Proa etiquette when he accidentally spotted Tang Bai, who was communicating with Xie Ruhang by video, and the little mermaid on the light screen kindly said "Huka" back to him.

At the sound of Tang Bai's voice, Bantelu smiles apologetically and blushes a little.

As Tang Bai and Bantelu greeted each other, Chris emerged from the Imperial Team lounge.

Perhaps to redeem Cajun, the god of the river, or perhaps because the underwater map suited Cajun, Imperial Team continued to field Chris in this game.

Bantelu, normally bright and generous, had somehow been scratching his head nervously under the gaze of those amber eyes, and when he saw Chris leaving, Bantelu hastened to say, "I'm leaving too."

"Go for it! Good luck with your race!"

Bantelu actually had a prediction of the winner of this match; rivers and seas are hard to come by in Proa, and their country is not well versed in water combat mechs.

If the random map had been a desert map, Bantelu would have been confident of winning, but unfortunately, this time it was a deep sea map.

However, Bantelu were in a good frame of mind, as their team entered the Mecha Cup purely to support the Federation and to gain knowledge, and were not looking for a place.

"Next up we have our Proa team player Bantelu with his Barbarian Saho!"

Bantelu stood next to his fancy painted mech and gave Chris a big smile, he had a comforting smile, like a little sun, "My name is Bantelu, nice to meet you, your god of the river Styx, Cajun-- "

Before he could finish his sentence, Chris turned coldly and got into his mech, leaving Bantelu to talk to himself in an awkward manner.

Bantelu scratched his head, he actually wanted to compliment Cajun, the god of river crossings, on his awesome skill of turning rivers into glaciers, and wondered when Proa would be able to achieve such skill.

Bantelu was thinking about the future as he stepped into his mech, his teenage mind always jumping quickly, and the moment he got into the cockpit he started thinking about what he was going to say when he lost.

Competition second, friendship first, is that what it says?

The ten-second countdown ends and both sides dive to the bottom.

It was clear that neither Bantelu nor his mechs were very good at submerging themselves in the water, and the frightened fish in the sea revealed his position at once.

"Our Chris player is the first to attack! He has used the Ko Silent Thoth Sigh!"

Cajun opens his mouth and a blast of cold air plunges into the Savage Sahau like a snow-white torrent!

The ice stretched in layers and before the first torrent could reach it, Chris manned the mech thundering out with a swinging grip!

In a flash, a line of ice prisms shot out from the direction the pole was swinging, piercing the current and blocking the direction of Bantelu's escape.

And at the moment the ice prisms covered the range from which the Barbossa Howe could escape up and down, and if the Barbossa Howe were to move backwards at this time, he would not be able to avoid the Ko Silent Thoth Sigh.

"Great anticipation! All of the Bantelu player's escape routes have been blocked!"

Bantelu, seeing that he could not escape, resorted to the mech's biggest kill move, the "Storm Vortex", which created a swirling storm that savagely shattered the ice prisms and strangled the surrounding plants and props.

Bantelu can't see where Chris is at the moment and he's concentrating hard because he knows that the moment the vortex stops is the moment his opponent will come at him.

A figure that seemed like a ghost emerged from the deep -

Right now!

As the torrent of ice rushed by, Cajun, the god of the river Styx, braced his long pole and stroked the Barbossahoe, and with that brief contact, the ice froze a quarter of the Barbossahoe.

Chris raises his pole and the eyes on his humanoid mecha shoot out red light, deflecting any attack Bantelu can't get off.

The rest of the fight was a one-sided torture, with Chris pulling out all the kills he hadn't had time to use in the previous game, hitting the poor Proa player with every move.

The host exclaimed, "This is like a showcase for Cajun, the god of the underworld!"

The ice prison shackles the mech and Bantelu is unable to move. Worse still, his mech seems to have broken through its shields, with seawater pouring into the cockpit and lightning flashing from the keypad.

Bantelu's brain seems to have short-circuited and his first reaction is not to wipe the keyboard, but to panic and look for his oxygen mask.

[Poof, the entertainment effect is pulled full circle]

[Why is there an oxygen tank in the cockpit of the Bantelu mecha? That's so sketchy hahaha]

The keyboard is broken and Bantelu switches to free mode. The neural link transmits the mech's senses to his brain and the fear of drowning takes Bantelu's breath away.

Help ......!

No, no, it's just a message from the mech, I'm in the cockpit, I'm fine, I'm not under water!

Desperately trying to encourage himself, Bantelu tries to move, but the mech is frozen in place and for a moment he looks like a diver entangled in water plants.

Bantelu struggled with all his strength, but the ice did not move.

He looked despairingly through the display at the god-like mech that lifted its foot and stomped on the display, easing the Barbossahoe down into the silt of the deep sea like a cricket.

At first, the screen was lively, but the laughter stopped when Cajun, the god of the underworld, stomped the Proa player's mech head into the mud of the deep sea without unleashing a kill move, and just watched the player flop around on all fours, struggling.

Chris only needed one more move to defeat his opponent and end the battle.

But he didn't.

Chris's mind wandered back to the cheers of those around him as he was defeated, especially the piercing smiles of the Proa team, and he kept his foot on the mech's head as he watched his opponent struggle in the mud and sea, his malice seemingly spreading like the muddy, muddy waters.

With the cockpit flooded with sea water and oxygen tanks at their lowest levels, Bantelu never gave up the fight, but his strength made his resistance a joke, and the machine eventually recognized that his life was in danger of suffocation and gave him up for good.

No more pop-ups to mock Bantelu, who fought to the end, with some saying, "I think Chris went a bit too far." ,,,... ...