"Hey mate, where're you headed?" Fat Tiger hastily motioned for him to stop, but it was too late. This guy was swift as the wind, truly living up to his name, Feng Yi, famous in the federation for appearing and disappearing like a gust of wind—Well, it could be a good thing. As he turned round, Zhang Xiaobo was already starting to gaze at Vivian in an increasingly lecherous manner...

The current Feng Yi had to find Guo Guo through Eggy. Outside Dr. Trister's research lab in the hacker base, he rushed in, "Eggy, help me find information on Guo Guo. You remember that young girl named Guo Guo, don't you?"

"Is that the way to ask for something from Eggy?" Seeing Feng Yi's stern gaze, the small brat dinosaur promptly changed its tone, "Well, I suppose we have been through some stuff together, so..."

Consequently, after a long 30-second scan on the Sky Network, Eggy humanely shook its head, "None of the citizens on the Capital Planet match this girl's profile. She's most likely in Sky City."

Feng Yi had a start. It could be possible, Sky City was the nearest earth-like planet to Alpha. If Alpha were to fall, the first thing the local government would contemplate would be to transport people to nearby star sectors. And being a neighbouring earth-like planet, Sky City was the most probable place for accommodating refugees.

Hearing this news, Feng Yi was finally able to calm down—Who would've thought that the city celebrated by countless people as the city of romance would also be ravaged by war?

Well, a war wasn't something that could be influenced by the power of one person. What needed to be done now was to prepare for the challenge set by Ophelia? To protect his true identity, Feng Yi had to change his personal fighting style, as for now much of his potential he would unleash, it would depend on his opponent's performance, after all, in his eyes, Ophelia was still far from being his equal.

The opponent that Feng Yi was expecting was a pure warrior, like the Blue Electric Rain, like Hugo, not a rookie relying on theoretical knowledge to climb ranks. Although Ophelia had been through several large-scale battles, all of them were cooperative battles under a many-vs-one condition. If she was unlucky enough to face the White Cloak, she would not stand a chance. And if we are talking about seasoned warriors like Jiu Ling, or even the Silver Mary who has the empty reputation of being the White Cloak, at least according to Feng Yi. But against them, Ophelia would similarly not stand a chance.

Ha, it's such a tedious duel, but he loved it. After all, everyone has potential that can be exploited. In this battle, he would assess Ophelia's strength in his way, and if possible, providing some guidance wouldn't be out of the question.

By the time evening fell, the Flame Legion had finished their target practice and returned. When they heard the news that their commander was going to have a friendly battle with Elite Red Cloak Ophelia, John excitedly ordered his men to bring over a chair. He was very keen on observing his commander in action.

Perhaps others weren't aware, but John had already speculated that their commander was actually the rumored Revenge Shadow Rider. You must know, back on the Mardis frontline on the day when the Revenge Shadow Rider was battling Silver Mary, the commander himself had ordered him to lead the soldiers to battle in an orderly manner, while he himself needed to step out for a bit. Anyone with a bit brain could have guessed where Feng Yi had gone.

But so what? John didn't care about the Revenge Shadow Rider or not. Since the commander has intended to keep his identity hidden, John would definitely not let the cat out of the bag. His respect for Feng Yi came from the bottom of his heart—It was Feng Yi who had led the Free Front to regroup, allowing them to be honored as federal soldiers, not living like pigs and dogs, and had also provided hope for the Resistance—Now, even if Feng Yi asked him to die, John wouldn't even blink.

When he heard an Elite Red Cloak wanted to challenge the commander, the Flame Legion fell almost into despair, oh come on, wasn't that plain bullying? The commander was talented in operating, but his level was only that of an average Red Cloak. He doesn't stand a great chance against Elite Red Cloak.

Without much explanation, John laughed out loud... It was a laugh that only looked through everything. To challenge the commander was simply overestimating one's capabilities. He urgently added an order, requesting the late-night dinner be pushed off by half an hour. They should take a good look at this combat, no need to cheer for the commander, just carefully observe all the details of the two people's combat. This was the last task he assigned to his soldiers today.

Ophelia had been waiting for quite some time in the Flame Military Base training grounds. At this moment, she was dressed in a red cloak, wearing white knee-high boots over a pair of black tights, and a short red skirt. This was the uniform of the Elite Red Cloak. It seems like she took this combat very seriously, otherwise she wouldn't be dressed so formally. The corners of her skirt flicked upward continuously with the breeze, occasionally revealing some safety shorts which was really an eye-catcher.

Ophelia was indifferent to the onlooking crowd, only until Feng Yi was late did her sharp gaze become unusually sharp.

"Ah ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm late today." Feng Yi was habitually tardy, and under the oppressive gaze of Ophelia, he waved his hand as if to wipe over the matter.

"Why weren't you on time?"

"Er, well... I noticed a hole in my bag on the way here, so..."

The truth was he was merely making excuses. Ophelia wanted to get angry but couldn't when she saw his smiling face. If it were any other situation, as a knight... Feng Yi had always been punctual. However, this only aroused her suspicions even more. In any case, in Ophelia's eyes, Feng Yi had really hit rock bottom, "Can we start our battle now?"

"Anytime." Feng Yi's face turned grave immediately.

As they spoke, both of them entered the virtual combat warehouse. Ophelia decided on the Gun Rider model. Feng Yi, seeing her choice, also picked the Gun Rider.

Combat countdown 10, 9, 3, 2, 1...

At the start, Ophelia did not choose to attack first. Instead, she decided to observe her opponent.

At this point, Feng Yi was charging towards her. His movements weren't really stable but he was extremely fast. According to her calculation, it was at least 250+. That was definitely a lucky number.

A buzzing sound was buzzing in her ear... Feng Yi with his knight's lance was charging at her. The way he moved and the way he appeared, there was nothing resembling a thrust or sweep or slash. It was more like he was holding a burning stick and treating her like a punching bag.

"This type of attack is useless against me." Ophelia did not even counterattack. She simply dodged skillfully to the right. Unfortunately, Feng Yi's attack did not stop. It was more like an 18-move twirling stick attack route, one hit after another. Each and every hit aiming for her life, for a moment, Ophelia felt a little deflated. Although Feng Yi's attack was abnormal in its velocity, there was no rhythm to it, it was like a rabid animal, reckless, incessantly pummeling her with chaotic attack patterns. This type of fighting style burned through your stamina quickly.

In the top echelons of combat, stamina played an extremely crucial role. Yet, Feng Yi was behaving like a total amateur.

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