The black body of Revenge Shadow Rider is even more ferocious, sacrificing defense coefficients for greater agility, focusing firepower in unity. Even the black wings that are the only defensive capability are fitted with particle serrated cutting characteristics, making it extremely difficult to control, plus the terrifying gravitational acceleration of the mecha, Heinous does not dare to ride this wild mecha.

Perhaps describing Revenge Shadow Rider this way might seem too abstract, so let's put it in simpler terms: just look at the Mecha Battle competition where Revenge Shadow Rider executes a Z-shaped lateral drop from the void, the average gravitational stress it withstands should reach about 40 times. For an ordinary person to take the controls would be no different from courting death.

There are no such worries for the cockpit of Savior, as this model's buffering performance is exceptionally refined, neutralizing 16 times the force of gravity. Facing an opponent you do not understand, boarding such a well-rounded mecha is obviously the wise choice.

As Heinous logs into her account and enters the arena, the number of viewers on the live stream suddenly increases by millions...

"Great, the Vice President has arrived; she must teach that fatso a lesson."

"This fool actually dares to bet ten million, must have had a brain fart."

"Brain fart or not, looks like his ten million is as good as gone."

One after another, brothers in the guild channel send various greetings, including taunts aimed at the fatso, making fun of Zhang Xiaobo.

Heinous narrows her brows with her cherry lips upturned; usually when such an expression appears on her face, it indicates she's encountered a problem. She's getting serious now, but of course, no members can see this. At the moment, Heinous is in the process of transferring money; only upon completion of the transfer and exchanging the cash for game coins, can she participate in this ten-million bet battle.

Suddenly, Heinous feels she should say something; otherwise, tossing the money in so casually with an uncertain future ahead, there's always a feeling of being duped. But the challenge was raised by her, and although she didn't initiate the statement herself, the members are only following her will. How has a straightforward challenge turned into a gambling match?

Squeak squeak...

System Alert: Transfer successful. The next second, Savior·Modified descends into the arena.

The barrage of comments from the sidelines has reached a degree of illegibility, with public opinions about Sinful Hall varying from praise to criticism—evidently, Sinful Hall has not sparingly offended players in the past.

What people are more concerned about, however, is who will win the ten million bet. The anticipation for this battle is no less than a world-class event; while the top-tier is just pure combat, this fight sees people betting what many would struggle half their lives to earn.

As this battle is conducted privately, considering personal privacy rights, low popularity, and various reasons related to betting, it would be impossible to have official commentators for the fight.

However, this does not affect people's anticipation for the subsequent battle. As the players enter the arena simultaneously, the screen splits in two, with the left and right sides sequentially displaying the comprehensive data of both participants.

Apart from her name, Heinous has not hidden any personal information. Her profile is flamboyant and magnificent, with a row of her dazzling battle achievements listed below.

Name: Hidden.

Nickname: Heinous.

Age: 25.

Affiliation: Rekart.

Faction: None.

Rank: Level 2 Officer Cadet, Rekart Advanced Military Academy.

Title: Red Badge Shoulder Patch Cadet.

Codename: None.

Official Honors: Direct Admission Student of Advanced Military Academy. Advanced Military Academy's Annual Merit Award.

Overall Evaluation: Real combat, advanced pilot. (Later stages)

Overall Combat Ability: A-.

Gaming Tier: Expert.

Guild: Sinful Hall (Top 100).

Title: Major General.

Codename: Manslaughterer.

Honor: Mecha Collection Maniac.

Game Overall Evaluation: SS

Compared to Heinous, the fatso is much more despicable; his genuine data is completely undisclosed.

The following information is visible only to the individual.

Name: Zhang Xiaobo.

Nickname: Reminiscence of the Battlefield.

Age: 28 years old.

Affiliation: Atlantis Free Federation, Normandy Super Fleet, Fourth Armored Division.

Rank: Medium Effective.

Title: Special Red Cloak.

Codename: Crownless Super Warrior.

Official Honors: Special commendation from Wind Thunder Military Academy, God's Thorn Legion combat exemplar, Diamond Level 2 Meritorious Service Medal, Bermuda Star River Campaign, Normandy Assault Battle, Alpha Special Operation, Twin Star Support Battle, FCA Alliance Special Red Cloak, Freedom Medal, Qualified among the Top 128 Elite Drivers in the Mecha Battle Competition.

Overall Evaluation: Special Red Cloak, actual combat, White Cloak Driver (Mid-term.)

Comprehensive Combat Strength: SS.

Gaming Rank: None.

Title: Soldier.

Codename: None.

Honors: Top 100 contestant in Level 100 test, Anniversary Commemorative Red Cloak Elite, Top 16 in Revenge Shadow Rider Elimination Battle.

Game Overall Evaluation: Super S

The above is the real information of the two players. However, due to Fatty's use of an alias, all the messages have been completely hidden, and no one can see them; the only visible words are "Hidden."

This hiding is somewhat dicey. Throughout the Galactic Warfare, who would think that a fat man with illustrious military achievements would shamelessly come to Star Wars to gamble big, which is essentially no different from committing robbery on the street. Moreover, he himself is extremely worried about whether he can win or not.

As the buzzer sounds, the arena outside suddenly falls silent.

Heinous raises the Light Shield in defense immediately, afraid that Fatty might use his sharpshooting skills.

However, at this moment, Fatty riding the Assembly 9th Generation is also acting timid, rapidly maneuvering his mecha to leap back to a safe distance, lifting the Light Shield and looking around cautiously.

The ten million is too much; Fatty decides to turtle up for the time being, keeping an eye on his opponent while always ready to draw his Titanium Alloy blade for a head-on clash...

Given such a long distance and facing a cautious Fatty who is constantly defending with a Light Shield, even Revenge Shadow Rider Kexiao's marksmanship would be of no avail against him, let alone Heinous, a female student from the Rekart Military Academy.

Fatty is obviously extremely nervous; ten million, ten million, the excitement is mixed with uncontrollable trembling throughout his body. He still hasn't fully processed the reality, and if he loses, he'd be unable to pay back the debt even by selling his organs. Thus, uncharacteristically, he chooses not to attack directly, fearing a trap.

Alright, if you won't come to me, then I'll make my move. Although 1000 million is quite a lot, it's not enough for me to feel the pinch.

Heinous draws her long-range weapon and unleashes a wave of continuous fire, with a hand speed reaching 330 cpm—this already meets the standards of a novice Red Cloak, proving that she is indeed worthy of the title of a deity.

"Wow! Here it comes."

Fatty yells out loud as his pupils dilate. The moment Heinous pulls the trigger, he reacts as if a pig stepped on its tail, collapsing on the spot, and then with a charged leap, he flips aside, following with several swift bounds while simultaneously turning and firing a probing counter shot.

The unexpected black gun in the smokescreen catches Heinous off guard; if she hadn't raised her Light Shield in advance to protect her vitals, she would have been hit.

Heinous decisively covers a direction with a barrage of firepower aimed at Fatty.

Boom, boom, boom, the sounds of relentless firing...

However, she hits nothing and suddenly realizes an important issue: exchanging fire with Fatty would be a futile effort. She must close the distance. In the next instant, Heinous charges through the blaze with an explosive dash.

Clang clang bang boom...

The battlefield enveloped in smoke then echoes with the clanging of the Titanium Alloy blades, but the spectators on the outskirts see nothing and are anxiously urging them to come out and fight.

Far from escaping the battlefield, the fusillade of hot weapons becomes even more relentless... As the already tense battlefield endures continuous covering fire, darkness is cast all around, with no sight of even a ghost shadow, only the incessant clashing of steel... After a loud explosion, the noisy tumult suddenly ceases.

Has the battle ended?

One second, two seconds, three seconds, ten seconds... Hey, it's been ten seconds, come out!

Before the smoke clears, fighting breaks out again inside, indicating it's not over yet.

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