Chapter 172 You Can Say I'm Bad, But You Can't Say I'm Ugly!

After finishing the loving late-night snack, Ma Long's mood recovered, and he had energy again. He stopped pretending and told Sheng Man about his current situation. The pressure was still great, and he really doubted that he was the one dragging everyone down.

"Tch, I thought it was a big deal. Isn't it just a losing streak? Just get a winning streak, and that's it. Here, I'll accompany you!" Sheng Man took off her high heels and tossed them aside.

Ma Long nodded and returned to the cockpit. Thinking too much was useless. He just needed to do it.

Sheng Man looked at Ma Long. Ma Long himself didn't realize it, but he had changed so much during this period. He wasn't as glib anymore, and he didn't argue anymore. In the past, he would definitely find all kinds of reasons, but now he actually felt that there was a problem with himself.

Sheng Man propped her chin up and looked at Ma Long's serious face in the cockpit. Suddenly, she felt that this guy was really unusually handsome.

Ma Long looked at his score and felt a little ruthless in his heart. Damn it, his goddess of victory had arrived, so he should be turning around.

Ma Long entered the ranked matches. It wasn't just Ma Long who was encountering this problem, but the situation had really changed. Since USE introduced this temporary rule, the Earth academies that had been eliminated immediately went crazy, especially those who felt they could enter the Mid-Season Competition but were eliminated for various reasons. They must have been angry. Originally, this ranking was for training the mecha pool, but now they were all using their main mecha, just like in a competition. Not only that, but some experts from other federations also came like sharks smelling blood to join in the fun. It wasn't just Ma Long who was complaining.

Zhuang Zhou was also streaming. His focus was mainly on the Mid-Season Competition players. Of course, his current streaming volume was still somewhat different from Huo Nan's, but Zhuang Zhou didn't care. It was just a hobby.

In the friend list, he chose for a while and saw Ma Long queued up. He hesitated for a moment, looked at the record, and this brother was miserable. He had been losing all the time, it was a disaster. It was time to turn around, and the system couldn't keep targeting one sheep to fleece.

"Let's take a look at a ranked match of the Tianjing Battle Team, player Ma Long, a sophomore in the Starship Department, the face of our team," Zhuang Zhou introduced.

It had to be said that just looking at Ma Long's face, he was definitely a representative of handsomeness, and Teacher Ma was especially photogenic. As an experienced driver, he only opened a side view, which was very lethal.

Sheng Man also opened the Skylink livestream and saw Ma Long on camera. He was born for this kind of scene.

But Teacher Ma wasn't so happy. His matched opponent was actually a Martian warrior.

Ma Long, Tianjing Mecha vs. Ge Lu, Gale Mecha

Ma Long directly chose the Hurricane Zero, and Ge Lu chose the Centaur Fighter.

The Centaur Fighter liked to fight medium and light mecha the most. Except for top experts, no one would generally let their opponents choose the combat environment. Each mecha's combat environment was different, and whoever let whom would be at a disadvantage. Both sides randomly chose, and they entered the Kepler Jungle.

Two mobile suits were airdropped into the Kepler Jungle. Ma Long took a deep breath, tightened his grip on the laser gun, and turned on the radar. In this kind of one-on-one environment, they would meet soon. Of course, Ma Long still hoped to take advantage of a sneak attack first. This environment was still good for him, at least it wasn't that kind of flat terrain, which would allow the Centaur Fighter's mobility to be fully utilized.

The idea was good. Ma Long, who was very wild in life, was in E

Early death, early rebirth. This thought appeared repeatedly.

"Soft, soft, soft, you're so ugly, does your sister know? Do you want me to help? Let her experience the majesty and handsomeness of a Martian hunk!"

Boom...

Ma Long's muscles contracted violently, and he instantly broke out in a cold sweat. What the hell was he doing?

... Sheng Man was right next to him, and he was acting like a bear.

He, Ma Long, was the pride of Tianjing Mecha, Sheng Man's pride, her man!

Ma Long wasn't afraid of losing, and his face was well-trained, but!

Boom boom boom...

The Centaur Fighter fired three consecutive shots at the Hurricane Zero, but the Hurricane Zero blocked them all without retreating.

Ge Lu was also stunned. He actually felt the opponent's rebounding force?

The Centaur Fighter roared, its front hooves raised, and the titanium spear was raised high. He wanted to give his opponent a fatal blow...

Whoosh...

The Hurricane Zero jumped back, and the Centaur Fighter blocked with its spear, sending the spear flying.

Hurricane Zero - Yan Fei Returns.

Clatter.

The Hurricane Zero landed, and the Centaur Fighter's head cracked open.

Boom...

At some point, Ma Long's expression in the cockpit was violent, and his eyes glowed with blood-red light. "You son of a bitch, you can doubt my skills, but don't insult my looks!"

Golden Zone???