It was horrifying. The flow of this sword movement was as natural as a stream, the technique was impeccable, and most importantly the force was incredible. This person was likely a tier-one white-robed fighter.

Looking at Raymond, he appeared shocked by this single stroke from the nameless fighter. It was an incredible sword technique. Raymond was internally awe-stricken. But who was he? Being the top fighter, he should possess an invincible spirit. The very next second, the nameless one's maneuver ignited a great fighting will in Raymond.

"I can do this too, bring it on." Just like that, Raymond swung his sword and top-cut.

The nameless one paused for a second. It should be Raymond. He was a beginner level white-robed fighter - how could he comprehend such a profound technique? Despite the puzzlement in his heart, the nameless one was smiling. He seemed as though he was lost in thought. Quite an evocative resemblance to how an old wave pushes a new one, each stronger than the last, and finally crashes on the beach! Seemed like his era was really coming to an end.

Lost in his thoughts, the nameless one moved swiftly. He quickly moved ahead of Raymond and took a favorable position. Then he swung his sword.

Raymond looked sullen. He had not expected his opponent to be so skilled. At this moment he was stuck between advancing and retreating. If he chose to advance, he would get blocked by the nameless one's lower position. If he chose to retreat, he would be unable to deliver his most powerful attack as he had yet to master the technique.

Even though Raymond didn't want to retreat, he had no other choice. He must retreat - else the Earth mecha might get damaged by the nameless one's Blade Qi, or worse, he might die. Thus, Raymond, the offensive type fighter, chose to retreat for now.

Upon starting defense, Raymond immediately regretted his decision. The nameless one's Titanium Alloy Sword seemed to have glued the mecha in its place. No matter how he dodged or blocked, he couldn't overcome the pressing attack of the nameless one

The nameless one was like an experienced veteran in a battlefield, each swing of his sword full of a general's valor. He kept attacking continuously, each strike aiming for a critical spot. Raymond didn't feel like he was fighting a single person, but an overwhelming pressure of an invading force. Not even the Revenge Shadow Rider had such a domineering aura!

Unable to ward off this chain of attacks, Raymond brandished his Titanium Alloy sword out of desperation. In that moment, Raymond decided to exert all his mental power on the sword. Only by doing so, he could mimic an attack similar to the Revenge Shadow Rider.

In an instant, he succeeded. The powerful sweep was apparent again. But each of the nameless one's strikes had the same effect. Even if Raymond managed to pull off the same technique, it would just cancel each other out at most.

With a loud noise, the reality didn't turn out how Raymond had presumed it. The nameless one's attacks were overwhelming. Raymond ended up losing. It was just like the proverb that stated one stroke of the blade from Li Liu Shui could split through waves, a sword from Lu Qing Shan could slice through mountains. Such momentum required a relentless force to achieve.

How is this possible? Raymond couldn't believe his eyes, but his eyes were not deceiving him. The very next second, he couldn't believe his ears. "I lost." As he spoke, the nameless one admitted his defeat. What kind of godly trick was that?

Was it a mistake that the undefeatable general, the Greedy Wolf, readily admitted defeat? At the Federal Black Science Base, many super fighters were puzzled. Dovir, who idolized both the Revenge Shadow Rider and the Greedy Wolf, couldn't believe what he heard.

The Haier brothers had the same issue. Their age and wisdom should've helped them to see more than Dovir, but they too were taken aback by the Greedy Wolf's surrender. Older Haier glanced at Younger Haier, hoping to see something unusual in his brother's eyes, something that hinted at the peculiarity of the situation.

But the truth was, Younger Haier glanced back at his older brother thinking, "you're dumber than me, big bro, for not figuring it out. How could I make out anything you couldn't?" This didn't necessarily reflect the Haier brother's actual thoughts. But considering the situation, it depicted the complexity of emotions among those present.

The next to comment was Hugo. As a professional military man and the only super fight recommended by the Greedy Wolf himself, Hugo's words bear a lot of weight. Speaking in a military-like tone, he stated, "Reporting..."

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