For a moment, the countries bearing witness to it all couldn't help but collectively gasp, as some were unaware of the existence of such a top-tier pilot among the death ranks, nor fully understood just how formidable the rumored special operatives of the Federation were. Now, an epic clash surpassing anything from the textbooks was unfolding before their eyes.

Receiving the images, the Federation naturally wouldn't stand idly by. Greedy Wolf was the first to grow impatient. Who was TK? A top-tier pilot capable of taking on the Soaring Sword Dragon head-to-head, his output was rough and even more relentless than the prior one, the most aggressive fighter second only to the Revenge Shadow Rider. Where could they be considering TK's identity now? They couldn't just sit by while Feng Yi was in trouble. The Military Department instantly issued an emergency support order, commanding to provide support to Death Desert at any cost, at the fastest speed possible, with the coordinates XX east longitude and north latitude.

Assuming emergency boarding procedures, even if the nearest super warriors rushed to the scene, it would still take 10 minutes. In Mardis, there were only Sky Shadow and the Haier Brothers, and since Sky Shadow was on a mission, almost bisecting the southern and northern hemispheres, the heavy responsibility was left to the Haier Brothers.

Upon receiving the order, the twins of fate did not hesitate to board their mechas, and with the engines ejecting, the godly Earth Dragons soared into the sky in an instant...

Meanwhile, Kexiao appeared very pleased with himself or rather, he had been following Mardis's situation for a few minutes and had already gotten the news. How should he put it? He had never expected Feng Yi to fight the Desert Storm head-on, and he found it utterly amusing.

One was the world-renowned criminal TK, also known as the Desert Storm, and the other was the living embodiment of the omnipotent Revenge Shadow Rider. Interesting, it was indeed something he had not anticipated.

Perhaps, for them, this was merely a sparring match, but don't forget that a fight between top warriors is entirely different from that of ordinary people. Especially if there's no clear victor, it might very well end with one of them dead, or even both. One could say it was a battle of equals. No matter who lived or died, it was all advantageous to him and bore him no harm.

Of course, there was another possibility: that both could emerge unscathed, especially at such a critical moment. After all, to a certain extent, Saudi was the common enemy of both parties. To prevent that possibility, he wouldn't mind sending someone to provide a little "help."

Three minutes later, the Federation's Command Room suddenly received the latest intelligence: sightings of Saudi super warriors were active in Mardis, and according to their flight trajectory, they appeared to be heading towards the location of Feng Yi's and TK's battle. This intelligence immediately prompted Greedy Wolf to change the orders.

Although he didn't know if Saudi's target was Feng Yi or Takla, or perhaps both, he believed that the significance of Feng Yi in Mardis far surpassed that of Takla. Therefore, it was highly likely that the Saudis were targeting Feng Yi. Instead of that, it might be better to let Feng Yi fight TK alone. The bad news was that the Saudi super warriors were getting increasingly closer to the site of the battle between the two men. In other words, even if our super warriors were in Mardis, getting there in time to provide support would definitely be at least two minutes too late. Those two minutes might seem negligible, but at a critical moment, they could decisively influence the battle.

At this moment, at the center of the battlefield, the combat will of the two men had been fully ignited.

Takla was smiling. Perhaps Feng Yi had made the right choice. A fight between them was inevitable sooner or later, be it to the death or a peaceful resolution. But no matter who won or lost, this battle was inescapable. Better to have it at just the right time rather than later or sooner.

Chiu chiu chiu... A barrage from secondary cannons buried the ground beneath Feng Yi's feet, kicking up plumes of dust. As the blue smoke dispersed and dust settled, boom boom boom... several explosions blanketed where Feng Yi had previously stood.

MISS, MISS, MISS... Feng Yi rolled on the ground to dodge and with a swing of his arm, fired off a shot, bang...

The bullet tore through the air with no room for error and struck the mecha, pinging crisply off its outer hull, the attack deflected. TK made an emergency twist to evade, but at the moment he dodged, another round of relentless suppression fire erupted from all four secondary cannons, instantly initiating a deadly lockdown on Feng Yi with projectiles designed to impose trajectory restraint and anticipatory targeting; main cannon fire thundered all around Feng Yi from every direction.

Boom boom boom...

The rolling green smoke had not yet cleared, and the continuous plumes instantly enveloped the battlefield. Feng Yi was in dire straits, looking disheveled, with half of the rank insignia on his uniform blasted away. At the same time, TK was also controlling the Mecha to accelerate and fiercely chase after Feng Yi, who had vanished, but unfortunately, due to engine damage, he couldn't catch up with Feng Yi.

By now, Feng Yi had become a camouflaged streak of black light, creating distance from TK with a roar, extending a thousand meters between them. He held his gun backward, and amidst crossing and weaving, the sound of the gun's body touching the magazine was like a symphony of life.

With a sudden stealth move, his figure disappeared at the base of a small sand dune and reappeared in a blind spot in TK's vision, impossible to predict. He paused momentarily, sliding sideways on one foot to free up space and stabilize his center of gravity for a standing shooting position, his military boots kicking up clouds of sand...

A three-dimensional image gradually materialized in Feng Yi's line of sight... This was the Legendary Realm's lock-on prediction. Even though Feng Yi did not possess the special ability "Eagle Eye," he relied on his strong military training and top-level lock-on insight to cover everything from wind direction, bullet trajectory, to breathing frequency, including the distance between them, the angles of incoming shots, and the timing of firing.

As a faint blue light glimmered around him, he fired three shots in rapid succession, bang bang bang!

Snap, crackle, pop... As Feng Yi fired, TK, as if sensing it, retaliated without looking, throwing shots back toward that range.

The attack hit, but only one shot connected, and because of TK's rapid counterattack, the last two didn't hit the critical points to inflict maximum damage. Despite this, the precarious ammo rack could still face the danger of an explosion at any moment, and Feng Yi, who had been dominant a moment ago, was suddenly suppressed by TK.

The intense battle had been going on for a full half hour, both men facing immense physical exhaustion. Relatively speaking, Feng Yi was more fatigued, his body drenched in blood nearing the point of collapse, while TK was also drenched in sweat, his hands bruised and battered from pushing them to their limits.

Suddenly, a blip of light flashed in the sky, and satellites from various countries captured images of the super-soldiers...

"Seems our real enemies have arrived," TK said, easing his suppression, his voice slow and deliberate through the speaker.

How disappointing. Feng Yi also ceased his movements, glancing off into the distance... The newcomers seemed to be trouble, and it wasn't hard to imagine what they were scheming.

"Fight together, or wait for next time?" TK said, his voice tinged with regret, knowing that they couldn't continue the fight any longer, no matter what.

Feng Yi shook his head, "Let's call it even for today. How about that?" In truth, he wasn't opposed to teaming up; with his own abilities, he could still fight, but it was different for Desert Storm Mecha—many of its hardware components seemed to be damaged. Without key power systems, battling the opposing super-soldiers wasn't wise. Although TK was strong, the Mecha's upper limits had greatly restricted his performance.

"Is that so..." TK fell silent for a while, his imaging device glancing at the sky suggestively, as if tempted to take on the Saudi super Mecha. But he didn't make that choice, saying, "Perhaps we'll have a more appropriate opportunity. Until then, let us part ways." With that, he was gone, his engine roaring, Desert Storm Mecha vanished into the wilderness in an instant, and the void was swept with a sandstorm. Once the storm settled, the Mecha was untraceable...

Hmm, next time, huh? Feng Yi, observing everything coldly, shook his head slightly. If there was ever such an opportunity...

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