My Lolita's Black Technology

Chapter 25 Robot Competition ([-])
In the auditorium, the seats in the back area were all students from the Department of Mechanical Control participating in the competition.

When it's not their turn to play, I watch the game here with other students.

Students of other majors also know about this, and some people came here specifically to take a look at the robot entities they used for the competition.

It's just that at this time, almost all the participating students will not show off their works. When it comes to the competition, if they let the opponent know about their own machine performance characteristics, etc., all kinds of information.

There is no doubt that there is no benefit in the game.

Keep the mystery of your own body, and attack reasonably during the competition to get the best results.

In this competition, the ostensible reward is a scholarship, not a lot of money, but for many people, it is not a bad thing to strive for a good ranking.

The event schedule is scrolled on the public screen. Today, the four groups that won the first and second groups will be determined. The second day will be three, four and five. Zhao Luo's 21 games in the eighth group will be arranged on the third day .

This is not a bad thing, Zhao Luo can better understand the information of other competitors, and pay attention to it in the next knockout round.

Even if you have a somewhat extraordinary body like the holy sword, you can't be careless at any time, otherwise the holy sword will be really big if it is planted in any game.

"Ah... It's so boring these days... My Iron Martial Daoist is already hungry and thirsty..." Chen Youlong put his hands on the backrest. After seeing the arrangement of the competition, he has been unhappy. His thoughts are the first. It was their 38th team's turn, and Lin Tingting was told not to make a move yet, and she made a big show by herself, showing off the audience.

However, it seemed that the script did not develop according to his imagination at all.

"Zhao Luo, Chen Youlong!" At this time, behind the four of them, a person suddenly called them. Looking back, it was a male student with deep eyes and a mushroom head. When he laughed, he had a charming (disgusting) Small dimples.

"Sun Wei? What's the matter?"

Sun Wei is also a classmate of Class 3, everyone knows everyone, and his grades can barely be regarded as a top student in the class, just a little bit worse than Lin Tingting and Zhao Luo.

"It seems that we are still very destined... My No.20 group and your No. 38 group are both in the eighth group." Sun Wei pushed his glasses and said seriously.

"So that's the case, let's work together!" Lin Tingting said generously to Sun Wei.

"Well, it's natural... and I paid special attention to it. The first group match is a match between our two teams. In the eighth group, I don't take others seriously, but you No. 30 The team is our 21st team's formidable opponent! That's why I came here specially to find you...to give you my fighting spirit...my 21st team...will definitely win you!"

"Um..." Both Zhao Luo and Lin Tingting were a little confused. It stands to reason that their 38th group...is scum in the eyes of others, and they basically don't take them seriously, but Sun Wei actually said, Their 38 groups as a strong opponent?It's really strange.

Sun Wei's results are not bad, so his team cannot be so weak under normal circumstances, and if it is possible, he can compete for the place in the top sixteen.

"Could he have seen the holy sword? And realized the extraordinaryness of the holy sword?" Zhao Luo narrowed his eyes slightly, a little dumb.

And Chen Youlong took it for granted. "Haha! With my brother here, our team 38 will not lose to you easily! See you on the field!"

"A word is settled!"

Boxing is an oath, as if two martial arts masters meet for a world-shattering peak battle!
"Is that toy of yours reliable?" Lin Tingting asked about Zhao Luo Shengjian.

"That's not a toy, it's a robot participating in the competition." Zhao Luo explained.

"Your robot toy, is it okay? I've used the remote control to operate it...it doesn't even move."

Of course it can't be moved, the holy sword is controlled by the mind, the remote control is just for show, and there is no direct connection with the holy sword.

"Look, the game has started." Zhao Luo changed the subject.

At this moment, the school's leaders routinely uttered a bunch of official words, and the students' ears had already heard cocoons, and no one would listen carefully.

It wasn't until all this passed, when the competition really started, that the students' attention was really focused on the big screen.

The two sides of the first game have already entered the field.

"It's Zhang Hui's No.30 Group Eight, which is interesting."

"Is it against the thirteenth group? They really memorize it. Look at those four students, they all have the word hard written on their faces..."

Before the competition, the eight students of the two groups, the senior management of the school and the judges thanked each other.

Then the referee teacher checks whether the body meets the basic standards, and then it can be placed on the competition field for competition.

The venue was a ten-meter-square sand table without any obstacles, and it was so open that their bodies could move freely.

The rules have also stated in advance that in any case, if it falls to the ground and cannot move, or touches the ground other than the sand table, the aircraft will be declared a failure and removed from the competition.

Until all four members of a group are removed from the game, the other group wins.

As the favorites to win this competition, the No.20 eighth group can be said to be going smoothly, and their strength on paper is really not overshadowed.

At the beginning of the game, it became a crushing situation.

Almost in just 3 minutes, the battle ended, and in the audience, Zhang Hui's body remained motionless.

Only Ya Ziqing and Tian Boguang got it all done. As for Xie Fei, he just put on soy sauce and put on a show. He moved very diligently, but if you look carefully, you can easily see that he does nothing at all.

"Ya Ziqing's Die Lianhua is so strong, what the hell is that moving trajectory, the S-shaped movement is so smooth, is it because of the proficiency in the operation technique, or is it originally designed to have this function?"

"That's intentional. It's not a s move. It's just that the steering movement is very flexible. Her movement system is a steel wire, which is wrapped around the target body and thrown out of the sand table area through centrifugal force... thus winning."

"This idea is really good. Playing with threads so slipperyly, I guess only girls can do it. Anyway, I would never think of using threads as the material basis of the action system."

"Compared to this, Tian Boguang's old driver's design is somewhat invincible...fixed...reversed...turned over...at the end, there is no extra action, just complete the victory standard so simply..."

"However, it's a pity that Zhang Hui's body didn't move. What's the name of that thing that looks like j8?"

(End of this chapter)