Ophelia was completely at a disadvantage and knew she couldn't dodge, so she didn't even try, throwing a lightning-fast punch directed straight at the cockpit of the mecha piloted by the Revelator.

Without hesitation, Dilia decided to forcefully trade blows, which was very advantageous for her—her heavy mecha naturally had higher defenses, and not to mention that elbow strikes had far more destructive power than a straight punch.

Boom boom—two muffled impacts! As they exchanged attacks, due to the angle of their bodies, it was very difficult for Holy Sword Finis to initiate any attack at that moment, but Dilia was different. She followed up with a second slash...

Swish!

The blade's light streaked from bottom to top, vanishing in a flash, cutting from shoulder to head, almost at an oblique angle straight through the mecha.

With a thunderous explosion, the battle ended.

Dilia truly lived up to her reputation as a 12-star candidate; even with her lack of real combat experience, she managed to grow rapidly during the fight. Her extremely high combat IQ was an advantage most pilots lacked, allowing her to use Ophelia's tactics against her.

In contrast, the entire spectator stands of the Federation stood up; Ophelia's situation might be very bad. Although the explosion didn't result in a total mech destruction, the blazing fire that burned fiercely made it clear, her situation was no better than that of Raymond's previous opponents.

It was simply outrageous. Originally, Ophelia had no chance of winning, and yet at the last moment, she delivered a fatal blow.

Casting a cold look over the arena, Sky Shadow silently shook his head... What a waste; she was a veteran superstar soldier and yet couldn't defeat someone like Dilia who lacked real combat experience.

Watching this unfold, Sky Shadow stood up and left the stands. Getting up close to the battle was a privilege for each contestant, but he had lost all interest in these kinds of fights. He wasn't willing to watch any more battles, unless they were top-tier fights—thinking there might be some surprisingly good performances only to be utterly disappointed in the end. Surely, Feng Yi must have thought the same.

Well, Feng Yi didn't actually think that way; indeed, the outcome was beyond his personal expectations. He had previously thought that Ophelia would win—after all, she had practiced the Dog Beating Staff Technique, and Feng Yi believed that battlefield experience was very important. However, the defeat couldn't be wholly attributed to her; Dilia proved to be an opponent with incredibly strong learning abilities. Considering their talents, Dilia's win was understandable.

As for the afternoon fights, Feng Yi didn't continue watching. He locked himself in a small, dark room and hadn't left for several days. There were two reasons for not leaving: firstly, such battles truly weren't of any help to him, and secondly, he sensed Nangong Qi's presence. With Feng Yi's current level, using the Third Rhythm to sense someone's presence in the space station wasn't difficult, but it required a significant amount of Mental Power to carefully distinguish each person's individual presence.

During these days, many significant events had occurred, especially the fight between Jerent and Desert Storm, which Feng Yi watched through recordings. Shortly after the first fight ended, the 3 PM battle arrived as scheduled, and the focus of attention shifted back to the Hell's Gate arena. The curtain had already been raised for the showdown between Desert Storm and Jerent.

One was one of the renowned Heavenly Kings; the other, Desert Storm, lurked in the dark world—a heavyweight match that was arguably even more exciting than the previous one.

Without a doubt, fights between women often end on a harmonious note, but it's different with men. Both of these men were known for their offensive prowess, and it was hard to predict the outcome.

The media from Hell's Gate strongly believed Jerent had a good chance of winning this fight. Although his opponent was a top warrior, Jerent had also been listed among the super aces from a young age. He has kept a low profile and away from the media for years, so it's very possible that he has already reached the top-tier level.

Moreover, compared to Desert Storm, the mecha piloted by Jerent was a superior model with performance across the board surpassing the opponent by a grade—an advantage inherent to them.

Of course, in many other battles, warriors of this grade would often not choose to pilot such high-end models when facing ordinary soldiers. Firstly, it would be a step down from their status, and secondly, it would indirectly prove a lack of confidence in their own abilities.

However, opponents vary, and fighting someone at Desert Storm's level in an average model is akin to seeking death—irresponsible to oneself. Asked about this by gossip-hungry media, Hell's Gate's military's response was very direct and succinct, expressing hope that Desert Storm would also pilot a top-tier mecha for the duel. As for whether he would or not, that was his own problem and none of their concern.

Desert Storm belonged to the freerunner Bounty Tribe. How could they possibly have a top-tier super warrior mecha? But with the methods of the Bounty Tribe, procuring a high-end Assembly 9th Generation model was practically no different from having a super warrior. It might be slightly lacking in speed, firepower, and overall adaptability, but it wouldn't affect an individual's performance, which was very important.

As the hour struck, both mechas suddenly landed in the arena.

As a super soldier with a formidable tactical mind, Jerent was well aware of the terror that was Desert Storm. But upon seeing the mecha model, he felt somewhat relieved. It had to be said that, although Desert Storm was formidable, he had not reached the unsolvable level of Revenge Shadow Rider.

Facing Revenge Shadow Rider, even if the bastard piloted the original Phantom Knight 0001 model against a top-end machine, it still wouldn't ease that unease in one's heart. This was partly psychological and partly because of Revenge Shadow Rider's uncanny ability to repeatedly pull off miraculous comebacks—a trait no one else possessed, not even the top-tier maneuver soldiers.

Given a choice, Jerent would still choose to go up against Desert Storm without hesitation, to avoid Revenge Shadow Rider. This deep-rooted mindset wasn't exclusive to the general populace; even high-level pilots shared it. The most terrifying thing wasn't how strong the opponent was, but that one could never anticipate what ace they held up their sleeve. Revenge Shadow Rider was such an entity.

Compared to the general public, these top-tier individuals had studied Revenge Shadow Rider's past battles even more intensively. This person was an unsolvable bug; before his defeat, the thought of anyone being able to beat him was preposterous.

It's likely that Reiko also harbored the ludicrous idea of conquering Revenge Shadow Rider when she entered the competition. The result had since proved her naivety and ignorance. If defense was truly effective against Revenge Shadow Rider, it wouldn't be her turn. Speaking of defense, there might be those stronger than her—Blue Electric Rain was reputed to be the most stable at the pinnacle, and Reiko's defenses were no match. Yet, they too had lost, let alone a twelve-star who had never faced a top-tier warrior.

Reiko's loss was not an accident, but fortunately she lost to Revenge Shadow Rider. Even though she became the talk of the town, the public didn't really dismiss her as worthless after a casual gossip.

The battle between the two started quickly. As the buzzer sounded, Jerent instantly pulled back to a suitable distance, deciding on long-range restraint. He had seen Margaret's defeat by Desert Storm's hand, so being either too far or too close was not an option. Only by maintaining just the right distance and carefully observing could he hope to find the enemy's weakness and break through with one strike.

However, the result was that while Jerent used long-range suppression, Desert Storm was also equipped with multiple long-range fire control units. The high command of the Bounty Tribe had a simple plan, realizing that the Assembly 9th Generation couldn't catch up in performance, it must not also lose in firepower.

Of course, the plan was just that—a plan. The final arbitrator was still the pilot himself, but after seeing the scheme, Desert Storm was quite pleased, unaware that it was the result of lengthy research by dozens of highly experienced experts.

In the minutes that followed, the arena witnessed an extreme display of long-range fire control restraint.

From the moment the battle commenced to its conclusion, Desert Storm had moved only three times, allocating the rest of its firepower to stationary output. With 1.4K of sustained barrage nearly too much for anyone to handle, Jerent was completely suppressed within less than 30 seconds of combat. The remainder of the time, he was evading across the entire field, without even a margin to counterattack.

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