Feng Yi's reading antics shocked the entire stadium, with some finding it hilarious, some exhilarating, others stood dumbfounded, and some utterly confused.

It seemed both the contestants were highly confident in themselves. The crowd's expressions changed repeatedly, and the noisy stadium suddenly erupted with boos. Even Dilia, who prides herself on her calculated measures, turned bewildered. She had previously done a brief investigation on Feng Yi, a soldier who participated in the Big Macs' battle. Only because of a federal recommended list did she focus on a top mobile warrior ranked 4444.

Aside from these chips, Feng Yi had nothing to possess. Yet his sudden actions somewhat took Dilia aback. Regardless, she still paid more attention to Margaret.

At 15, owning an exceptionally high hand speed of 200 cards– this kind of terrifying talent would be recognized as a prodigy by any force. During the same period, Margaret had even started to catch up to her pace.

She was curious to see what kind of surprises this little one would bring in this battle– Dilia was looking forward to it.

The other allied countries, naturally, ignored Margaret's chosen path. It was unrealistic to poach talents in such a public setting.

Back in the arena, the cheering continued. Almost everyone supported Margaret– it was a landslide. Even so-called girlfriends, chubby folks, Amelia, and those who knew Feng Yi and those who did not, all supported the loli without hesitation. Feng Yi's reputation was severely questioned.

Luckily, the man himself was born optimistic and didn't take a hit from people's bias. Nevertheless, Feng Yi was only human and felt pressure; even he showed a slightly troubled expression.

"Humph, scared now, are you? This is the power of this lady," the black dressed loli pointed a delicate jade finger at Feng Yi.

"Okay, okay, if you're capable, go ahead and hit me. I won't fight back. If you're tired, hurry back home and go to school," Feng Yi shrugged nonchalantly. He wasn't so pathetic as to challenge a child. While speaking, his eyes remained fixated on the book, making it feel like an older brother trying to dismiss his little sister.

The 17th Group Fight in the Fifth Tournament Zone suddenly blew up. The audience burst out laughing; this guy sure knew how to tick people off. Regardless of his power, he sure knew how to talk attractively. Scraping views wasn't usually this bizarre, who was this guy?

The loli felt like she was being looked down upon; no one dared to say they were going back to school in the elimination round. She could not forgive him; she had to make him realize how powerful she was.

Just as the loli was about to repel Feng Yi, he suddenly called a stop, opening his fingers in a halting gesture: "Wait."

"What now?"

"Ah, sorry, I was just getting to a key moment in my book. We can start now."

The spectators had thought he was going to say something substantial, but Feng Yi's next words immediately triggered an explosion of laughter across the audience. Clapping, shouting, even the spectators from several allied countries couldn't help but grin.

The loli felt like she was being publicly teased, and right in front of countless people, at that. She couldn't forgive this guy. The loli's little face turned pale: "I'm going to smash your face in," she said, and as she finished, her figure had already lifted from the ground, her attack as swift as lightning.

However, it seemed that all of Feng Yi's attention was absorbed by the story itself. With an indifferent posture, he casually avoided the attack.

As one might expect, the loli's punch heading straight for Feng Yi's face ended up being a wide swing, causing her to stumble forwards slightly, finding it hard to believe that such a coincidence could happen in the world. The girl was suffering inside.

Seeing that her first strike failed, Margaret launched a second attack. This time she put in three more points of strength, determined to defeat the enemy with a single strike. With a light tap on the ground, the loli's figure shot towards Feng Yi like a cannonball. This thrust was faster, more accurate, and harder than the last, her speed had already far surpassed those of her age.

100 cm, 50 cm, 10 cm... Close. Just as the bare fist was about to touch Feng Yi's cheek, his figure suddenly disappeared into thin air. Using this momentum, Margaret suddenly jerked to a stop, nearly falling forwards. As it turned out, female drivers always seem to be slightly worse in terms of braking.

It turned out that Feng Yi had dodged the attack by suddenly squatting down. He was still engrossed in the book's story. He could tell from the slightest sound from which direction his opponent was coming. As a super expert, he didn't have the awareness of a super expert. Instead, he seemed more like a casual, lazy youth at times.

But laymen watch on for the fun while experts watch for the technique. Those who were discerning had already sensed something out of the ordinary by now. Margaret's soft movements seemed powerless, but there was something solid and firm about her punches and kicks, something very high skilled. Those two direct punches required strong basics which most people couldn't learn in several years.

Whoosh...

Feeling the incoming fist wind, Feng Yi would always dodge skillfully at a leisurely pace. The difference between him and them was like the difference between heaven and earth. A mistake of a millimeter was a difference of a thousand miles. His elusive motions seemed to change as he moved, containing mysteries that even an expert would find hard to trace. "A thousand changes but all comes down to one principle," This set of changing movements was known as Feng Yi's self-created Ghost Shadow Step. Although it was seldom used in real fights, it was still more than enough to handle a loli.

Dodge once, dodge twice, keep dodging, I dodge, I dodge, I dodge again, I'm still dodging, I'll dodge till you cry...

Feng Yi was like dust floating with the wind, moving with the flow undisturbed by external forces; crouching and standing, dodging left and right. Each of his moves was so natural that it was impossible to find any flaws. It seemed that after you made a move, the next move should naturally follow. There's no arrogance or impatience, no urgency or hesitancy, no speed– either fast or slow. This was the unbridgeable gap between the heavens and the earth.

Unfortunately, ordinary people couldn't reach this level. Despite the loli's repeat attacks she just couldn't land a single one. In the end, the loli's eyes were reddened by anger, she was probably about to cry on the spot out of frustration in not being able to touch anyone.

However, Margaret did not cry; she finally calmed down and showed her mature side. She switched from quick to slow moves, trying to find a breakthrough at close distance. Even if she could graze him with a touch, she believed she could then enlarge her advantage. The key to defeating agile warriors was getting in close.

However, the reality was harsh. The disappointment in not attacking and the despair when you did. The loli exhausted all her strength but failed to land a hit on Feng Yi. The only consolation was that while Feng Yi was reading, there seemed to be a moment when his thoughts paused, and he was smacked in the face by the loli and lost his black face mask.

The originally noisy stadium suddenly fell silent. When Feng Yi's real face appeared in the spotlight of the square, there were inexplicably more women screaming. As a friend of women, Feng Yi broke out in cold sweat. No matter how bad it was, there should be a few more girls, right? Don't be like this. Actually, there were many sisters, but they were just too reserved to look at each other silently.

Feng Yi's face showed embarrassment, and his body was stiff with surprise. He was caught off guard and his face mask was knocked off. It seems he really didn't have time to read anymore.

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