The First Analyst of the Interstellar Era

Chapter 85 : Sultry Red Forest

Everyone's gaze followed.

The explosive wind of fists and the impacts suddenly mingled with a crisp sound.

The tree Chen Sui was pressing the Purple-Winged Golden Butterfly against fractured at the trunk under her several fierce hammer-like blows.

The tree crashed down with leaves flying everywhere.

The Purple-Winged Golden Butterfly's body fluids flowed from the cross-section, the mecha's hands covered in blood.

The hand pressing the Purple-Winged Golden Butterfly clenched, while the other hand tore off the regenerated butterfly wings.

Then Chen Sui was seen inserting the long spear into the completely immobilized Purple-Winged Golden Butterfly's abdominal connection, prying out an energy crystal that flew directly into her hand.

She held two pairs of butterfly wings, her fingers still dripping with blood that merged into the surrounding energy the moment it fell.

This scene made Ying Su's pupils tremble.

Five energy bodies, three resolved by Zhu Jing Fu, two by their team.

Under energy attacks and energy body assaults, everyone's mecha damage was high, and spirit body consumption was significant.

The Seventh Ring Third Academy team suffered more than Zhu Jing Fu. Chen Sui and Puluo's attacks were swift and fierce, with high mecha damage but almost no spirit body consumption.

But both aspects were unhealthy for the Seventh Ring Third Academy.

Now that the energy bodies were resolved, it was time for the teams to... decide the winner.

Ying Su looked at the two with wary eyes, asking in the team channel: "Can we fight this? Or should we run quickly?"

Qu Jian and Zhou Mo pretended to be busy retrieving energy crystals while watching the movements of the two Zhu Jing Fu mechas from the corner of their eyes.

The black and gold mecha, still of unknown identity, was seen wiping his dual scythes with movements showing some degree of cherishing.

"Damn, is this Zhu Jing Fu's new weapon? Who's this attacker?"

Analyst Zhou Mo tried to stall for time while thinking of the next strategy: "Spirit body around SS level."

Ying Su questioned: "Zhou Chen and Gu Qinxue are both SS+, aren't they?"

"Does it matter?" Qu Jian sometimes spoke very directly. "No matter who it is, we can't beat them anyway."

Ying Su choked. Zhou Mo saw the two Zhu Jing Fu mechas meeting, seemingly saying something. Noticing that they weren't paying attention to his team, he immediately said to his teammates: "Got the energy crystals! Run!"

As soon as Zhou Mo finished speaking, Qu Jian grabbed him and quickly ran in one direction. Ying Su guarded the rear, also following swiftly.

Chen Sui handed the butterfly wings and energy crystals to Puluo. She twisted her wrist, her anger dissipating with the pounding, the surroundings becoming quiet, and much of her irritation fading.

Chen Sui disliked these piercing, sharp sounds, possibly related to her home being destroyed by such alien species.

Buried under rubble, these were the sounds she heard, and each time she closed her eyes hearing such noise, she constantly doubted whether she could survive.

Recalling these unpleasant memories, Chen Sui couldn't help but furrow her brow and shake her hand.

The blood on her hand had completely disappeared, but the sticky feeling seemed to linger. Chen Sui plucked broad leaves to wipe her hands. The green energy flickered around her, though blending into the jungle, it became inconspicuous.

Puluo came closer for a look. "That team, I heard their analyst called Zhou Mo."

Chen Sui raised an eyebrow, confirming: "Seventh Ring Third Academy," then she looked at the analyst and soldier busy dealing with energy bodies. "Soldier Qu Jian, Agile Attacker Ying Su."

"They're so slow," Puluo touched his dual scythes, thinking of the recent battle, feeling his blood boiling. A soldier should deal damage, Chen Sui was right—attack is the best defense! To be the strongest defensive soldier, you have to attack!

Just one try, and you'll fall in love with this feeling of companionship with the blade!

Chen Sui wiped her fingers one by one, keeping an eye on the Seventh Ring Third Academy's movements. From Zhou Mo's several hesitant glances, she suddenly understood: "Looks like they don't want to fight."

"Get ready, the prey is about to run."

Chen Sui's voice was cold as she automatically assumed the role of hunter.

In this coordinate-refreshing hunt, whoever shows fear first becomes the prey.

Puluo's expression immediately became solemn. Just as he turned to look, he saw the soldier pick up the analyst, with the agile attacker following closely, all rushing toward the distance.

"This......"

Puluo was still stunned for a moment.

Chen Sui had already prepared a ball of energy in her hand. As she raised her hand holding the leaf, the long-absent spirit body rose from the ground. In the forest cleared by the Purple-Winged Golden Butterflies, a giant tree suddenly appeared.

"Wood-Born Flower."

This voice was calm and undisturbed, yet it traveled far through the air, its trailing sound reaching the ears of the fleeing trio.

Zhou Mo's energy perception paused because he was shocked to find he couldn't sense any fluctuations.

Energy perception had failed at this moment.

Then a sudden change occurred in front of them—the ground suddenly twisted up an extremely thick vine, sweeping backward and directly throwing the three back.

"Holy shit!!"

Being whipped away by the vine, Ying Su instinctively thought of the First Ring Fourth Academy's agile attacker eliminated by Zhu Jing Fu.

Agile attacker, vines, baseball—all elements were present.

He suddenly felt a chill, his expression showing momentary fear, but thinking of Zhu Jing Fu's style, he calmed down.

He wasn't Xu He; Chen Sui probably wouldn't be so deadly.

But Zhu Jing Fu still wouldn't let them go.

"Where do you think you're going, everyone?" the hoarse female voice asked somewhat lazily.

This voice immediately made the Seventh Ring Third Academy team shudder. The whipped team members steadied themselves, only to find vines surrounding the jungle on all sides.

Ying Su realized she had already set up energy around them and exclaimed in the team channel: "Who the f*ck is this person? Fighting SS-level energy body groups and still having the energy to deal with us, does she have enough attention to spare?!"

"This energy arrangement has been in place for some time. Just saying, from the moment we encountered them, Zhu Jing Fu's analyst was already setting up. No wonder we didn't see any trace of her spirit body when fighting energy bodies."

The analyst realized belatedly, recalling his constantly signal-less energy perception, "Her mental threshold isn't low; my perception was blocked."

These words made the Seventh Ring Third Academy team's expressions even more grave.

Chen Sui looked at the three on high alert—the agile attacker's cannon was charging, the soldier's light sword was already in hand, and around the analyst, spiritual cranes flew, wood-attribute energy flickering.

She was wiping her last finger. The broad leaf fell from the mecha's palm. They saw her draw a cannon, the long spear remaining untouched, yet they became even more vigilant.

On the other side, Puluo's dual scythes swept about, waiting for Chen Sui to fire her mist bomb.

As time had passed since fighting the Purple-Winged Golden Butterflies, the sky was now somewhat dark, enhancing the mist bomb's concealing effect.

After all, in Zhu Jing Fu's current state, whether they could withstand the mecha damage from the red rain was questionable.

Simply put, they needed to be quick.

"Let's make this quick, we're in a hurry," Chen Sui's patience had been exhausted by the Purple-Winged Golden Butterflies. She shook her wrist, raised her cannon, stepped on a tree trunk, and leaped violently.

Then her shadow moved rapidly through the forest, moving so fast her position couldn't be tracked.

The Seventh Ring Third Academy trio were extremely vigilant until they saw several cannonballs flying out from various corners of the bamboo forest in a short time, when they seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

Qu Jian skillfully raised his shield. Cannonballs hit the shield surface, with booming and clanging sounds overlapping.

Then came a moment of silence.

Qu Jian instinctively shook his shield. Just as he was about to remark that Zhu Jing Fu's cannons had stopped, the next second, he found thick white mist suddenly rising around them.

The white mist spread throughout the jungle. With the sun setting, visibility in the already-low forest immediately became such that one couldn't see their hand in front of their face.

Qu Jian instinctively grabbed the mecha beside him. "Zhou Mo!"

"Here," the mecha he grabbed also reached for Ying Su nearby. "Ying Su!"

The agile attacker was about to explore his position when his fingertips suddenly touched something cold. He thought it was his teammate's mecha, but a hoarse voice sounded at his side.

"Wrong guess."

Chen Sui kindly reminded him that what he touched was her long spear.

Immediately after, she violently shook the spear, thrust it forward, then swung it fiercely to the side.

"Boom!"

The tremendous force swept Ying Su away, his mecha being thrown to one side by the long spear, directly crashing into a tree trunk.

"F*ck," Ying Su's back was in severe pain, and he instinctively cried out.

Hearing his voice, Zhou Mo immediately understood, "It's over, we've been separated by Zhu Jing Fu."

"That's right, correct," Puluo, deeply versed in Chen Sui's swagger talk, suddenly appeared between Zhou Mo and Qu Jian.

His body was connected to Chen Sui by energy, allowing him to locate her through energy and not become lost in the white mist.

But this was the Seventh Ring Third Academy's first encounter with such a situation. The diluted Pure Blood made their thinking somewhat sluggish, their movements half a beat slower than before.

Hearing this voice, Zhou Mo instinctively processed for a second. Qu Jian swung his shield backward, but he wasn't as fast as Puluo!

More accurately, not as fast as Chen Sui!

After all, the one who had been sparring with Puluo during the off-season was Chen Sui herself.

This speed was enough for Puluo to completely separate their analyst and soldier.

The connection between the two was kicked apart by the mecha, followed by the dual scythes slashing left and right, directly chopping at the mechas. This force pushed the mechas away from each other, completely dispersing them.

The three from Seventh Ring Third Academy drifted apart from each other in the white mist.

The moment his connection with the analyst was severed, Qu Jian felt a flash of panic.

Sure enough, the next second after Zhou Mo was left alone, a cannon shot fired at the analyst. The quantum cannon's powerful firepower exploded directly, with flames and air waves hitting everyone's faces, the burning sensation intense.

From the perspective of the comments, a small mushroom cloud could be seen rising from the white mist.

"Cough cough cough!" Zhou Mo coughed several times, with green light faintly visible in front of him, spiritual cranes circling around him.

Qu Jian immediately called out loudly: "How's Zhou Mo!"

"I'm fine," Zhou Mo was still coughing, but the next second after he answered, Chen Sui, who had pushed Ying Su away, had already arrived behind him following the sound.

Feeling the rapid wind from behind, Zhou Mo gripped his light sword and turned to slash forcefully. The long spear's shaft blocked, directly stopping the light sword.

Meanwhile, Puluo had found Qu Jian's position. The dual scythes swung rapidly at the soldier's shield, the scythe striking heavily, swinging dozens or hundreds of times in just a few seconds!

The energy shield, already considerably damaged by wind pressure, finally gave way, shattering when one of the scythe strikes came down.

Seeing this through infrared, the comments flooded:

[Does your Zhu Jing Fu have a grudge against energy shields?]

[I've only seen people pour energy on shields to attract energy bodies]

[First time I've seen attracting competitors without using energy]

[I've discovered Zhu Jing Fu's trap: energy shields]

[Hmm, is it possible that Zhu Jing Fu's trap is: materials?]

[Let me put it this way, Zhu Jing Fu's trap: money and showing off]

[Correct]

[Even someone as honest and steady as Puluo has learned to show off subtly, that's the culture of Zhu Jing Fu!]

[Chen Sui's never shown off, okay?]

[Zhou Chen shows off openly, Chen Sui doesn't show off but it's the same effect]

[Look at Chen Sui now! I'm asking you, isn't she cool?!]

While locked in a standoff with the analyst's light sword, Chen Sui suddenly withdrew her spear, sidestepping the light sword's trajectory. As the mecha bent, the long spear pointed downward, directly avoiding the light sword's defense and heavily striking Zhou Mo's chest.

Before Zhou Mo could react, his chest was pierced by the spear tip. Then the analyst kicked him, throwing him toward the open ground behind, but fortunately, he didn't hit a tree.

Zhou Mo found himself somewhat grateful, thinking that at least Chen Sui hadn't thrown him into a tree.

That would have hurt his back too.

But after being slammed to the ground, he only heard Chen Sui report a position before a heat wave came roaring from another direction.

The heat wave swept over, directly blasting him into the ground!

A huge explosion sounded on the open ground, with echoes spreading out. The black soil on the ground splashed up high from the blast.

Black smoke drifted from Zhou Mo's mecha. He suddenly twitched, the mecha's arm moved slightly, then immediately collapsed completely in the crater.

[Number 7302 eliminated]

A light pillar rose from his body.

This was the only visible object in the white mist, but at this moment, none of the four present had time to notice.

Only in the Zhu Jing Fu team channel did those paying attention to Chen Sui's situation mark the map coordinates.

Having dealt with the analyst, Chen Sui moved toward the agile attacker who had just stood up.

Ying Su couldn't see clearly around him and was vigilantly firing cannonballs in all directions. Hearing fighting sounds from one direction, presumably Zhu Jing Fu and Qu Jian, he tried to move toward that position.

However, Chen Sui dodged his wild shots, following the trajectory of the cannon fire, watching as Ying Su approached her step by step. She tilted her head, saying regretfully: "What a pity, wrong again."

Ying Su's pupils widened as he felt a fist swing down at his chest, the gravity directly sending him flying. Before he could land, a gust of wind appeared in front of him, the long spear whipping out, sweeping up his mecha.

Flick up, chop!

[Damage 57]

Press down, pick up!

[Damage 85]

Left whip, intercept!

[Damage 73]

Right swing spear, block!

[Damage 81]

Finally, from top to bottom, as if rolling him up, tumbling several times, and then directly kicking him back to the ground.

The Competition Committee's protection activated, and the landing impact didn't cause too much trauma to Ying Su.

But the long spear's lashes made his whole body ache.

[Number 7304 eliminated]

"F*ck!"

Ying Su punched the ground, asking in confusion: "How the f*ck did you know my position in this white mist?!"

He had fired his cannon partly to prevent ambushes and partly to disrupt sounds, preventing Zhu Jing Fu from guessing his position.

But Chen Sui could still find him precisely.

The blue-green mecha merely glanced at him. "Guess?"

Then without waiting for his exasperated response, she disappeared into the white mist as the elimination light pillar lit up.

Chen Sui and Puluo joined forces, and not long after, the third elimination announcement came.

Qu Jian knew that after his two teammates were eliminated, his own elimination was only a matter of time. He had very admirably withstood Puluo's attacks, something Qu Jian could be proud of even in elimination.

"You are..." he lay in the crater blasted by the quantum gun, turning his head to look at Puluo. "Zhou Chen? Or Gu Qinxue?"

"I can at least say I'm one of the people who traded blows with Zhu Jing Fu's attackers..."

Qu Jian sighed.

Chen Sui glanced at Puluo, suddenly smiling.

Puluo scratched his head, asking in confusion: "Huh?"

"But I'm a soldier."

At these words, the small comfort in Qu Jian's heart suddenly vanished.

He asked uncertainly: "You? A soldier? Puluo?!"

"Weren't you a shield user?!"

Damn! Wasn't Puluo defensive?!