As for the so-called near-god martial artist Cangmu Ling, she didn't care at all. The fight system of a martial artist isn't applicable to mecha combat. However, Feng Yi was different. She couldn't quite pinpoint why, but beneath the aura that exuded from Feng Yi, was an enigmatic trait - his strength. How did he become so strong? What would the result be if she engaged him in a fight? Would there be any benefit to her mecha combat skills if she learnt a thing or two from him? These thoughts were making Ophelia seriously consider seeking an opportunity to spar with him.

Upon sighting Feng Yi, those most surprised weren't the onlookers around them or the numerous evaluators, but Cangmu Kuang Qi. This man had effortlessly beaten her in a one-on-one duel. What was important, was that his sister, Cangmu Ling, also tasted defeat at his hands, and was stripped off her armor within moments when four reapers attacked simultaneously. These thoughts always left Cangmu Ling feeling rather vexed.

If there were skeptics regarding the battlefield recordings, Cangmu Kuang Qi was definitely not one of them. She wholeheartedly believed that Feng Yi had the same strength as the man in the video, which was far beyond what others could fathom.

During a training session before coming to the capital city of Eden, she specifically asked her sister Cangmu Ling about Feng Yi's strength and his ranking. To her surprise, Cangmu Ling's response was that even she could not determine his strength, let alone his ranking. But she was certain of one thing - she had given her all in her fight with him.

She didn't exert her full strength just for the sake of appearances, but out of the joy one feels when meeting an adversary of the same caliber. For a moment, Cangmu Ling found it difficult to back down. But she quickly realized that she didn't stand a chance against Feng Yi. The 'Storm Combat Style' that he used was a formidable pressure she had never felt before. Even she had to admit that she could only manage to avoid getting physically injured by his attacks. She wondered where Feng Yi picked up this mighty combat style, or was it something he learnt gradually over time.

Whatever the case, these were not the matters of concern to Cangmu Ling. The only advice she gave to her little sister, Kuang Qi, was that if she gets a chance to meet Feng Yi next time, she should definitely spar with him. His guidance alone could greatly benefit her.

Kuang Qi took her sister's words to heart. However, she always thought of herself as a worthy match for anyone. She recognized Feng Yi's formidable strength, but everyone excelled in different areas. Just because she stood no chance against Feng Yi in a one-on-one close-quarter battle didn't mean that Kuang Qi couldn't defeat him. On the contrary, her confidence had grown stronger after recent advancements in her training - now, except for Mu Tou's marksmanship, no one present could best her.

Excluding the two girls from the elite Red Clothes, everyone else gazes fell upon Feng Yi, perplexed. They knew that not just anyone could enter this room - only those with access to Sky Network could walk in. They were dumbfounded how Feng Yi showed the audacity to barge in here uninvited.

As for the Haier Brothers, they didn't dwell more on the matter. The room was meant to go in and out of anyway. They each continued analyzing their scores from the battle and compared them to their past performances. They found that their scores had improved although not significantly. But they believed that with constant effort, they would soon catch up with this crowd.

Regarding Mu Tou, the Haier brothers never perceived him to be weak. On the contrary, they thought that he would soon become a very reliable companion. While their strengths kept increasing, they gradually recognized Mu Tou's strength: his formidable consistency.

As Red Clothes elites, their performances typically varied by 25%. In other words, if you were off your game, you would only be able to perform at 75% of your capability. But the next day, you might be on top of your game and perform 125% of your actual capability. The difference between the two could be huge.

In contrast, Mu Tou's performances were always above 100% consistently. That was terrifying. How terrifying, you ask? Breath-taking! According to the Haier brothers, Mu Tou's consistent hand speed has increased by 3 ticks on the original basis.

That's why the Haier brothers believed that Feng Yi had excellent individual abilities and a sharp eye. He even noticed Mu Tou's strength during the Wind Thunder special training period.

While people were still talking about the unexpected guest, Feng Yi, Cangmu Kuang Qi had already strode towards Feng Yi, with a faint smile on her face. The aura of laziness around her had disappeared, replaced by an aura that was sharp and playful.

The elite Red Clothes hadn't seen this expression on Cangmu Kuang Qi's face in a long time. If that made you curious, the reason was quite simple. On the first day they arrived at the special training base of Eden, she let loose a devastating blow to one of the drivers who questioned her skills.

That day, a second-line driver who fancied himself quite skilled, questioned Kuang Qi's abilities. His own abilities were truly terrifying. He challenged Kuang Qi to a mecha combat bout in front of everyone in the hall.

What followed was even more terrifying as Kuang Qi accepted. Although she appeared easygoing and mild-mannered, she wasn't quite what she seemed. Inside the cute lazy girl lay a rebellious spirit which she had tamed gradually as she grew older. But when she bore this specific expression, it was a clear sign that Kuang Qi was about to get serious.

It was not hard to imagine that her target was Feng Yi and not the stone-like figure next to Feng Yi, Kuang Qi. She was too indifferent to even try knowing him, showing a clear lack of interest whenever they conversed.

However, at this moment, another figure intercepted her, appearing right before Feng Yi. It was none other than Ophelia, a goddess-like figure from Yingland's Royal Military Academy. In Yingland, her influence was, by all means, unparalleled, with only Amelia having the capability to overshadow her.

Ophelia's expression remained resolute, even exuding a certain degree of indifference. Her clear eyes were fixated on Feng Yi, a gaze so intense that even Feng Yi felt his heart quiver. Though the heart that seeks beauty, exists in all. Indeed, an attractive man couldn't avoid attention, but Feng Yi had never seen such a bold and easy-going woman. She could at least look a bit more composed.

Of course, this was just Feng Yi entertaining some idle thoughts. It wasn't until about ten seconds later that Feng Yi became slightly concerned, finally meeting Ophelia's gaze eye to eye.

As she looked into Feng Yi's deep-set eyes, as if they were as profound as the universe itself, Ophelia detached her gaze after a few seconds. She couldn't quite articulate the feeling, just that she didn't want to maintain eye contact anymore.

"So, you're Feng Yi?"

"Yes, indeed. Who might you be?"

"Ophelia, if you remember our past military confrontations." Ophelia replied, ice-cold.

Feng Yi paused, he didn't recall, his memories were filled with mecha fights. What a coincidence, could she be the unfortunate girl who was beaten by him during the Galactic Warfare, and helped him accomplish his Flame Dual Slash? "So, what brings you here?"

"Well, as they say, there's no free lunches. I want to spar with you."

Feng Yi casually shrugged his shoulders, "Forget it, I'm not here for a fight. Find someone else." He didn't show much reaction, continuing to lean against the divider in an immovable manner.

Honestly, an opponent of her caliber couldn't stir any bit of interest in Feng Yi. Though she was strong, the disparity between them was too vast to merely chock up to a small gap. From Feng Yi's perspective, Ophelia was on par with the representatives of the 'Big Three', stronger than Sheng Qiangwei by a whole level.

To put it another way, Sheng Qiangwei was your average person, whereas Ophelia's strength surpassed that boundary.

The surrounding voices filled with comments and discussions. The members of the second-tier elite Red Cloak began to point out and discuss Feng Yi.

"Isn't he supposed to be a war hero from the frontline? Why won't he even accept a single challenge?"

"Come on, how reliable can the media buzz really be? This guy probably relies on his looks for survival. Probably gets floored by female soldiers easily."

Before Feng Yi could even speak, the stone-like figure, Kuang Qi, burst out with irritation! Dammit, how could they describe such a battle-hardened soldier as a pretty boy who lived on his looks and could easily be defeated by a female soldier? They couldn't possibly get any more nauseating.

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