Mecha Breaks the World

Chapter 121: The press conference begins (on)

Chapter 121: The press conference begins (on)

Next, the buses of the Langya Mecha Academy arrived one after another, and their respective instructors were responsible for guiding them to the field, and because they were not like the Fighter A department with only 50 students, they were basically hundreds of people. Yes, the scene was really noisy for a long time before it gradually settled down.

Principal Pan arrived at last and stood in front of the students phalanx and shouted to all the students: Classmates, next we will welcome a memorable moment in the history of the Ancient Gods and the Republic of China. I hope everyone can maintain order and feel attentively.

"Understood!" "Received!" The students responded to Principal Pan's words all the time.

Principal Pan pressed his hand down and asked the students to stop speaking: "Then I will go to the podium and cannot stay here with you. If you have any questions, you can ask your respective counselors to report, but please be careful not to Affect the order of the scene. See you soon, students."

"See you soon, Principal Pan!" This time, the students of Langya Mecha Academy responded very neatly. Next to them are several schools in other areas, and they are still arranging the queues in a mess, which is a bit pale by comparison.

Principal Pan turned to the rostrum of the infield without any muddle after he finished speaking. Hong Hung Bin nervously grabbed Chen Feng's arm: "Chen Feng! It's about to start! So excited!"

Chen Feng felt that the palms of Hung Hung Bins hands were full of sweat. It turned out that he didnt care as much as he seemed: After all, this is a major event related to our entire Ancient Shenlan Republic. Who can not be nervous? I hope that time will pass. Hurry up and start the press conference as soon as possible."

Zheng Zhirong was already anxious in his heart. When Chen Feng and Chen Feng said that it was even more uncomfortable, he repeatedly stomped his feet: "Don't talk about it, it made me even more anxious, but by the way, does the press conference have to wait until 10 o'clock to start? It will take a long time to wait."

"I'm sure that the real start time will only be later, never earlier, Zhirong, you will die, wait slowly, or you can choose to take a rest first." Chen Feng combined with her previous TV watching The experience broadcast here gives Zheng Zhirong a piece of advice.

Counselor Wang just in front also looked at the table below. He might think it was too early, and told the students: "Sit down and rest first. There is still an hour before the press conference. Don't just stand and waste your energy."

Hearing that both Chen Feng and Counselor Wang were persuading to take a break, Zheng Zhirong sat on the ground in a daze. Chen Feng sat beside him intimately and comforted: "We are all very anxious, but the second-generation Mecha announced such a grand event. It is absolutely necessary to ensure that it is foolproof and give them more preparation time to bring us better performance."

Zheng Zhirong actually didn't complain in his heart. It was just the restlessness caused by too much expectation. Under Chen Feng's comfort, he realized that he was a little too much: "I'm sorry, Chen Feng, I am too self-conscious and fail to consider the actual situation."

Hong Bin sitting next to them exaggeratedly took out his ears: "I heard you right, Zheng Zhirong, you would apologize? What's wrong with this world? Why am I so strange?"

Although he understands that Hongshui Bin is teasing him again, Zheng Zhirong is still so embarrassed that he threw down Hongshui Bin and presses him: "Shui Bin, I am also very sorry for you~ Just like I shouldn't press you like this now."

Zheng Zhirong is a tall man. Hung Hsiu Bin and Chen Feng are already relatively tall. As a result, Zheng Zhi Rong is about 10 centimeters taller than them and he weighs a lot. Hung Hsung Bin did not steal the chicken this time, but was overwhelmed by Zheng Zhirong. I cant resist on the ground and can only beg for mercy: "Zheng Zhirong, I was wrong, let me go, Im going to be crushed."

Fortunately, the time did not pass too slowly in the laughter of the three people. Soon the Bund II mecha conference site began to change: a blue-gray mecha with a lonely and cold temperament slowly walked into the field. He was tall and mighty and imposing. After entering the field, he stood straight close to the river. Behind it was a group of ordinary standard mechas, quickly lined up on both sides of the road to the press conference.

Did not go to see the ordinary mecha that entered the arena, Chen Feng poked his head and carefully looked at the unique mecha that came in front. He did not see any weapons on his body, and he could not see the beam rifle in his waist. There is no hilt of the beam sword inserted, and I have a conclusion: "This is our special machine lone wolf. It is really handsome when seen on the spot, especially the temperament that strangers should not get close."

"Yeah, it's a special feeling. I heard that his weapon is from the vajra claws on the back of his hand. It should be put away if I can't see it now." Hongshui Bin also looked at the lone wolf and exclaimed with envy.

Zheng Zhirong was taller than them, and was the first to see the change on the other side: "Look over there, another one is here."

I saw another mech with a completely different shape coming to the press conference. Its body is much larger than the previous lone wolf. The attached armor looks like human swelling muscles and is full of power. The left and right hands are even more powerful. Each holding a shield that is the width of one arm, standing straight in front of the press conference, there is an aura of a man who is in a position to do nothing. You dont need to look closely at Chen Feng to know that this is another country of the Ancient God Lan A special machine: Xuanwu.

"This is Xuanwu." Hongshui Bin was shocked by the new special equipment: "What a big shield! This defensive area is definitely just now, no wonder he dare to name Xuanwu and he is confident enough in his defense. "

If it were not for being told that he could not leave the prescribed venue, Zheng Zhirong really wanted to rush to Xuanwu's side and touch it: "It's so handsome! It is definitely every man's dream to be able to drive a mecha like this!"

Chen Feng quite agreed, and continued to look around with expectation: "Or our own country's special planes are cool. Three special planes appeared in the second-generation mecha conference of the Saint Gama Empire, should we be too?"

Before Chen Fengs voice, the third special plane has appeared. It has a completely different style from the previous two special planes. It can hardly see particularly large movements but has a fast moving speed. The body is relatively small on the armor. It is full of black streamer, and any light that shines on it seems to be absorbed, full of low-key luxury. This is the most mysterious special machine among the many mechas of the Ancient Godlan Republic: Dark Night.

The three special planes stood around the second-generation mecha launch conference, guarding the safety of the scene with each other. After they all stood still, Chen Feng looked around unwillingly: "Hey, our Valkyrie didn't come. I really want to see him at the scene."

Hongshuibin was also very dissatisfied: "That's right, when the Saint Gama Empire released the second-generation mecha, their gun gods were all released. Our second-generation mech conference is such a big event, why didn't the gods come to the scene? ?"