Yue Zhong looked at that green human-shaped Mech in the lead, as it weaved in and out of the city guards, killing the Mechs one by one, and he could not help but be amazed, "Absolute genius, this pilot is an absolute genius!"
Yue Zhong had subdued a number of Type 7 Mechs, but in order to exploit their fullest combat potential, and raise it past their original threshold, the pilot had to be a natural, a talented expert.
He thought silently, "Still, it's not enough, the Type 7 strength is not enough to raise waves in this city."
In order to cause a proper commotion, one had to be at least at the Type 9 stage, otherwise, even a Type 8 heaven-defying genius would be suppressed.
"I need to make my preparations."
With a thought and a sweeping glance, he revealed himself as he snuck into the midst of some Mechs.
In a few seconds, the mechanical track up in the sky shifted, and revealed several B-Grade Particle Cannons, aiming downwards.
