He knew clearly why Feng Yi had straightforwardly told him about his physical condition; it was so he would not worry about the influence of Shadow Rider and could fully enjoy the battle itself—an interesting fellow indeed.

The sky gradually darkened, and in the blink of an eye, it was prime time…

People were naturally unaware of the abnormality in Shadow Rider's physical condition. All they knew was that he was an unbeatable milestone and, in this post-war period, what could be better than watching a legendary Shadow Rider battle up close while dining? None, unless it was more bouts featuring Shadow Rider.

Amidst the roaring crowd, the outdoor projection of Galactic Warfare finally switched to the battlefield view with only half an hour left to the start of the race.

By now, the area beneath the Star Wars office building was already teeming with people: old and young, students and office workers alike. Although they couldn't cram into the arena, they expressed their support for Shadow Rider in other ways, with many cosplayers on site, their costumes so perfectly imitating the classic black attire of Shadow Rider.

Many were furiously taking photos, and of course, the big screen showed the live interaction of four popular commentators. Though there was still half an hour left before the battle, pre-game analysis had seemingly become a tradition at Star Wars.

Even the soft and adorable Charlotte exhibited her professional side in her speech, discussing topics exclusively about the strength comparison between Revenge Shadow Rider and Desert Storm. Charlotte had clearly gathered much information before the battle; although ordinary people like her typically lacked the right to evaluate such high-level fights, she could still compare the fighting styles of both sides and provide reasonable personal insights.

For example, explosiveness: according to historical data, including real battles, Revenge Shadow Rider's record for maximum output was several hundred points higher than Desert Storm's. This did not mean that manual dexterity could determine the outcome, but clearly, Revenge Shadow Rider's data for maximum operational output was higher, indicating more offensive initiative and dominance.

In comparison to Revenge Shadow Rider, Desert Storm appeared more well-rounded, capable of achieving comprehensive free defense even under maximum output conditions. If Revenge Shadow Rider were likened to a spear skilled in offense, Desert Storm would be akin to a sword and shield combined, sharp in attack and equally strong in defense.

But undoubtedly, Revenge Shadow Rider's attacks were more spectacular: the unsurpassable explosiveness, the repeated comebacks, the impeccable maneuvers, and the attack formations without blind spots were all destined to become the hallmark of Shadow Rider's unique combat style. To summarize with an early saying, "the best defense is a good offense" – applying this to him was quite apt.

Because Desert Storm had easily taken down Margaret, TK naturally became a focal point for the public, even though people's understanding of him was still too one-sided.

Grand had long noticed this person. Even as a veteran in white and without any combat records against him, Grand could discern many issues simply from Desert Storm's rugged fighting style. He had been the first to predict before the battle that Margaret might struggle in her fight against Desert Storm. As for why, consider it deeply—it's like asking a simple question why Desert Storm's surging power wasn't something at Margaret's level; even top-tier fighters may find themselves pressed when facing him, let alone Margaret.

Indeed, he was none other than Desert Storm, one of the world's four most wanted criminals, nicknamed team kill, the anonymous persona Takla from the resistance, a true desperado walking the line between good and evil.

This battle was definitely an evenly matched contest between top-flight fighters, both explosive in style. What kind of intense clash could occur between them? Just imagining it might make your blood boil.

At this moment, Star Wars Company's traffic was surging explosively… With the countdown to the final 20 minutes underway, Desert Storm finally came online. He was a somewhat silent warrior, not bothering with many greetings, yet his slightly squinted deep eyes seemed as if they could see through all deceptions.

Clearly, Desert Storm was also taking this battle very seriously, unlike his previous opponents. Right after boarding his mecha, he began various performance adjustments, utterly ignoring the waves of cheers inside and outside the arena.

The show's commentary continued to energize the atmosphere, with the spirited warrior saying, "Desert Storm, although we can't confirm if this player is indeed the rumored Desert Storm, in the arena there are no identities, everything is based on strength. Let's welcome this player's arrival."

The words echoed across the room, resonating with many. However, most of the resonance came from underground organizations. After all, Desert Storm also represented the top level of dark forces, and most people still maintained a rational silence.

It could be said that, although Desert Storm, as one of the four major wanted criminals, was not as brutally violent as Bruce, he would still face certain rejection. Despite having only a difference in stance with Saudi, guided by political public opinion, the external understanding of him was predominantly negative.

But Revenge Shadow Rider was different. Revenge Shadow Rider had always maintained a neutral stance, preferring to act independently and enjoyed working alone, giving many the impression of a positive image, and he never struck ordinary people. This was the biggest difference between the two.

After a brief observation, Charlotte exclaimed, "Desert Storm also seems like a man of few words, huh?"

Comma explained, "This shows that Desert Storm is very solemn about this battle, but I guess anyone would feel the pressure facing Revenge Shadow Rider, right?"

"That's also true. After all, our opponent is none other than our Revenge Shadow Rider," Charlotte clenched her fists tight, "Go Shadow Rider!"

Little Wu chuckled, "Don't be biased, Charlotte. We're neutral here. Desert Storm needs to give his best too."

In the lively atmosphere created by the four commentators on site, the battle quickly reached the first 10 minutes—and under this not-so-long wait, the incoming traffic on the online video live stream had exceeded the total population of the Federation by 200 billion and was still leaping crazily. Numerous internet broadcasters tacitly switched their video feed to the live stream.

Revenge Shadow Rider, deserving of his reputation as the most renowned warrior, had even begun to surpass the world-famous singer Athena in popularity...

After all, a top-tier battle isn't something one can see on a whim, not to mention that even the Silver Alliance's Rekart couldn't find an equivalent presence to Revenge Shadow Rider, a legendary warrior of an ancient and brilliant level. Every one of his battles had, in fact, been recorded in the central computers of various countries.

At this moment, with everyone who should be there already in place, the presence of the old star commanders was not for nothing—it was solely because he was the Revenge Shadow Rider. Just his title alone was enough to drive the world insane.

Even Sky Shadow was no exception. He might ignore Margaret, but he would never miss a battle involving Revenge Shadow Rider.

Of course, after the last battle, Margaret took a huge blow emotionally. She couldn't even find an opportunity to release her Mental Ability, as she was effortlessly knocked down by Desert Storm. Under no circumstances could she accept such a result, and what she could accept least was Desert Storm's comment that he didn't attack because she was too weak.

Was she really weak? Of course not. Compared to ordinary people, Margaret was a presence at the pinnacle of the pyramid. However, it depends on who she is compared against—no harm, no foul; no comparison, no understanding of levels. Compared to the top ten elites, Margaret's combat ability was far from sufficient. Despite her exceptional talent and limitless potential, at best she was only mid-level in the white robe ranking, three minor grades below the limit-breaker Desert Storm. Moreover, as an explosive fighter, Desert Storm could even deliver beyond four grades in a short time. The comparison made it clear who was superior.

To be honest, Margaret was even secretly rooting for Revenge Shadow Rider now, hoping he would give Desert Storm a thorough beating. That guy was despicable, saying she was too weak to even provoke his desire to attack. This... was intolerable, something even uncle and uncle would spank pp for.

With mixed emotions, Margaret finally clicked to enter the live stream. She wanted to see how Desert Storm would be thrashed by Revenge Shadow Rider.

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