So fast! Margaret's eyes suddenly widened, but this level of speed posed no threat to her; avoiding an ordinary laser beam simply required advanced movement once the direction was correctly anticipated. Why should she be afraid?

But this was no ordinary laser beam. It was a sniper lockdown mixed with blocking, directionality, and prediction—a dedication to Brother Mu Tou, with rapid burst firing from all angles. What Hei Feng could do, so could Dovir, all thanks to the teachings of Brother Mu Tou throughout the years. Now, it was time for her to witness what a Federation super soldier truly was.

As Margaret moved, Dovir simultaneously twisted his body to keep up, firing a second shot in an instant. This shot was even more accurate than the first, pinning her down in a zone she couldn't escape from. In other words, she could only choose to come to an immediate stop and change direction, or keep moving and slide further away. But a momentary halt meant that Dovir would capture her stagnant figure, and failing to stop would only bring her closer to the laser beam, leading to an even more inescapable pressurized lockdown.

Margaret didn't stop, but instead slid sideways, trying to accelerate in a second burst the instant her body landed. However, she felt that this attack was precisely timed to meet her at the furthest point of her acceleration. In other words, if she burst at top speed, she would unexpectedly collide with the deadly laser beam. Left with no choice, Margaret had to stop abruptly.

As Prolan halted, she also drew her weapon to counterattack, but before she could even pull the trigger and roll away, she knew it would be too late if she did so. This beam was fast, accurate, and deadly, leaving a wisp of blue smoke on the ground...

Screech, crack... Boom!

The fourth shot came without warning, followed by the fifth, then the sixth... As the three consecutive shots hit the shield of Prolan, it was penetrated by the powerful energy, leaving behind nothing but a charred hole...

However, Dovir's attack was not over. Even though he couldn't manage a seventh shot, this was his limit. In his confusion and helplessness, Brother Hugo had been like his escort fighter. He was determined to show Margaret what true extreme output was. Accompanied by a howling sound, the Prolan suddenly drew its Titanium Alloy knife and, like a beam of black light, charged straight at Margaret, unstoppable as a roaring battle chariot.

With a clang, a single horizontal slash sent Silver Mary reeling back. She could feel a throbbing pain in her palm. Not ready for the next move, the Army Breaking Sword Dragon strike loomed overhead, its attack almost carrying a towering flame as it ferociously chopped down.

Clang!

Another loud noise echoed throughout the arena, shaking even the space around them. Margaret suddenly felt her body turn sluggish and her blood surge...

Phantom Double Sword Strike—by Revenge Shadow Rider

The illusion of light split in a blink of an eye into two, and the machine also became a phantom image, whistling sharply as it diagonally swept towards Margaret. Margaret did not dare to block it, and instead leapt backward to dodge.

The Titanium Alloy blade smashed into the ground, radiating cracks like a spider's web across the surface... Dovir's momentum did not decrease; he launched another assault, beginning with an Earth-Splitting Slash from the ground. The blade that was plunged into the earth tore through the surface, rapidly slashing towards her direction. With a flash of blade light, the blade burst forth from the dirt with an upward strike in an instant.

Margaret tried to block it with her weapon, but even the weapon was nearly knocked out of her hand upon contact. Along with her machine, she was lifted off the ground in the act of blocking, and before she could recover in midair, the Phantom Dual Swords descended like a shooting star once again.

Boom!

The Prolan was instantly smashed into the ground, causing a massive tremor to shake the surface, and the system indicated that, in that instant, Margaret had almost endured pressure akin to that faced by top-level drivers.

Even though Margaret's vital signs were rapidly declining, it was evident she was greatly shaken by the blow.

Although she quickly engaged the engines to pull away, it also went without saying that she had indeed made a wrong decision, or rather, provoked the wrong opponent. In terms of attack, Dovir might still be at the Red Cloak level, but he was undoubtedly the most promising Red Cloak driver of his time, most likely to break through the ultimate boundary.

Simply put, a Red Cloak at the utmost limit corresponded to the top tier amongst the White Cloaks, a level shared with the likes of Kexiao and Revenge Shadow Rider. It was clear Dovir was not as simple as he appeared on the surface; he deserved his reputation as the most promising young driver. What mattered in growth was not necessarily the level, but the understanding of each level. Dovir definitely had the ability to challenge beyond his rank.

Incredibly, Margaret, who was in the later stages amongst the White Cloaks, struggled to fend off Dovir's continuous assault. If not for her quick pull away to a safe distance using the propulsion system, just continuing this combination of attacks could have led to Margaret's defeat.

The Diya Alliance audience area went silent instantaneously; Margaret might truly be outstanding, but sometimes, comparing excellence doesn't necessarily boil down to personal levels. The potential for later growth is even more crucial. Pilots like the electronic Sword Dragon were strong examples. They were strong but clearly limited by certain innate conditions. Even if they were top-tier, they all had certain limitations, unlike Dovir's all-encompassing adaptability.

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