However, no matter how Vladimir swung his fists, he couldn't touch that pristine hand...

This had exceeded the understanding of a normal person. It seemed not only to be a mere difference in strength, but a leap in realms, the absolute suppression of domain power—mentioning that, aside from the Third Rhythm, even Feng Yi in the Blank Paper Realm couldn't completely suppress Mengdie, let alone Vladimir who was only at the initial stage of Rank 1?

In a breath's time, Mengdie's bare hand had already reached Vladimir's chest. Vladimir's body suddenly felt as if it had been violently struck by a war chariot, the real sensation of pain made him nearly vomit blood, and his body loudly flew backward.

However, Mengdie's attack seemed not as simple as it appeared on the surface. Her fingertips seemed to connect to Vladimir's body with some sort of thread, and as Mengdie pulled back, Vladimir, like a kite with its string cut, was suddenly pulled up by an invisible force and heavily slammed onto the ground on the other side.

The crowd quickly dispersed, fearing being accidentally hit.

Even though it was ruthless, it was also moving; the struggling Vladimir on the ground did not invoke any pity from Mengdie... Her eyebrows were curved beautifully, her eyelashes long and thick, her serene gaze extremely calm, and with one hand, she quickly formed seals, unnoticed by the crowd, as ice needles slowly condensed above and visibly began to form rapidly.

In an instant, continuous ice needles flew straight towards Vladimir, seemingly intent on severely injuring him.

Hsssss... A breeze swept by, and the battle ended.

Vladimir had not suffered a fatal blow, to be precise, he hadn't even sustained more damage, as if the puppetry technique had been abruptly cut off by a dense flurry of blades in that instant.

"To spare someone when one can is a virtue, as we meet by fate, why must there be fighting and killing?" A beautiful figure suddenly stood in front of Vladimir, Roland seemed as if she had been standing there all along, yet appeared coincidentally in the fierce icy storm, giving an inexplicable feeling.

Roland looked at Mengdie somewhat concernedly, her ethereal gaze both complex and a bit peculiar.

Even Mingfei and Mirami had stopped moving, in that instant, Mingfei clearly felt that her attack had been blocked by some mysterious force.

"Who are you?" Mingfei turned and looked up and down at the newcomer.

Roland hesitated, wondering what to say. Mmm, justice, let's go with the name of justice, she playfully said, "Me?... Just a bystander upholding the justice of the Shadow Riders."

"Ah, it's Roland!" Seeing Roland, Mirami was thrilled, nearly crying out in her excitement. Looking at her brother on the ground, Mirami felt a great sense of grievance surging inside her, and rushed toward Roland to give her a big hug.

Mingfei frowned, about to continue the fight, but then saw Mengdie gently shaking her head at her...

Seeing this, Mingfei was greatly shocked; could it be that even Mengdie couldn't see through the other's strength, or was it that this Roland had become so powerful that there wasn't even a ripple in her heart.

"Roland Augustine Gafar..." Through the holographic surveillance, Kexiao pronounced each word deliberately, not expecting her to actually arrive, hehe, this Mecha Battle competition is getting more and more interesting.

Vladimir struggled to his feet, unable to contain his anger. As he erupted in fury, he heard Roland's timely suggestion, "You're still no match for them. Continuing the fight could kill you. Of course, whether to fight or not is your choice."

Vladimir staggered, forcibly stopping himself. His face flushed with a mix of green and red as he said in a low voice, "Hey, Roland, can't you lend a hand, give some support? I'm sure you could do it."

Roland smiled and gently shook his head, offering no response.

Seeing this, Vladimir deflated like a punctured ball, hanging his head in dejection, embarrassed in front of his sister today more than ever. Losing to the Revenge Shadow Rider was one thing, since losing to them wasn't shameful, but today was different. He had been thoroughly trounced by a girl who seemed much younger than him, in an inexplicably brutal fashion.

The crowd of onlookers immediately burst into an uproar. How come the fight ended just as it was getting started? They hadn't had their fill of the spectacle yet, not to mention the mere sight of each contestant was a visual pleasure.

It must be said that Mirami felt a slight irritation when she closely observed Mengdie. She had thought herself quite beautiful, but comparison is the thief of joy, and with this comparison, her beauty could only be described as plain. Even Roland didn't possess the charisma of this woman, who was also younger—yes, youthfulness, that was definitely why there was such a gap in their appearances.

"Butterfly, let's go," Mingfei said, aware she couldn't compete with Roland. She discerned something in Mengdie's eyes that suggested they were outmatched, so she provocatively glanced at Mirami, shook her hand, and said, "Little girl, remember this lesson in the future."

Mirami nearly exploded on the spot, so angry! She was so infuriated! Yet, she couldn't defeat her opponents and was humiliatingly disparaged for no reason, even her carefully styled hair was messed up. But what could she do about it?

The matter came to a close, and the fight ended unhappily for both parties, without gaining any advantage. There's a saying, "It's discourteous not to reciprocate." The response from the Republic of Zana was very tough, apologizing was possible, but they demanded a fight first.

However, as one of the Heavenly Kings, Vladimir's injuries were also serious, and Hell's Gate, initially planning to conciliate, suddenly changed their tune. "You attacked our people and still expect an apology? Forget it, you owe us an apology."

Raymond naturally did not concern himself with such trivialities. He didn't care about losing face, but, generally speaking, he still needed to keep the big picture in mind. It turned out that Mirami from Hell's Gate was even more wilful than rumored, opting to fight in the blink of an eye. Didn't she understand this basic principle, or was Mirami incredibly foolish—no, perhaps she was the smartest, yet still too young and reckless in her actions.

The feud between Zana and Hell's Gate quickly became the focus of public attention, but outwardly, other topics held even greater interest. Would the Revenge Shadow Rider come? This remained an unknown. Days passed right up until a week before the main competition without any news of the Revenge Shadow Rider's participation, which could significantly affect economic outcomes.

According to conservative estimates by Saudi experts, there's an inherent uncertainty among over 50% of the federal viewing demographic. In other words, the appearance of Revenge Shadow Rider would directly affect the economic impact of the Mecha Battle competition. If he showed up, that 50% could directly boost the Saudi economy, drawn by the Revenge Shadow Rider. If he failed to appear, they likely wouldn't travel so far just for the event.

Given that Mecha Battle tickets were expensive and station prices for food and beverages were high, those people might as well watch the event on TV from home, without making the lengthy journey.

Of course, the influence of Revenge Shadow Rider was not limited to the federation; the crowds were biased worldwide. People would come flying for the rider, and though his global influence was not as extensive as within the federation, the figure would not be low. Estimates might hover between 10%-30%, possibly even higher, and this was critical for Saudi.

It was hard to imagine that one individual could wield such terrifying influence, but that was what set the Revenge Shadow Rider apart. His value lay not in his mysterious identity or formidable strength, but in his personal charisma, constantly inspiring a fighting spirit in the hearts of people, akin to being the ultimate guardian of justice.

In this era dominated by money, if there's still a belief worth upholding, it's definitely the faith in the rider, who is impartial and wouldn't engage in rigged matches for personal gain. If there's anything in this world worth waiting for, it certainly is the precious spirit of Revenge Shadow Rider, embodying countless people's thoughts and desires.

As the countdown to the combat power showdown at the Mecha Battle approached, major and minor forces had already arrived in place, with only 5 days left until the competition. If one was far from Dragon Gate Station on the 17th, even buying a ticket now wouldn't ensure they'd make it in time for the opening ceremony…

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