The authoritative answer came two minutes later from Professor Spreler, who stated unequivocally that there seemed to still be some misunderstanding about Jiu Ling among the public, or rather, that their understanding of the 'White-Coats' was incomplete. In fact, there was no comparison between a Star Wars master and a real-life master. Do you know who Jiu Ling is? A warrior in white willing to lay down her life on the frontline of the battlefield, with an understanding of her Mecha as if it were her own body.
And who was her opponent? A well-known entertainment broadcaster, although strong in ability, the concept of strength varies drastically. Of course, this isn't meant to belittle anyone, but the fact is the fact. If one believes they can defeat Jiu Ling just by relying on a Mecha advantage, they're also taking the international 'White-Coats' too lightly. It can be said that Xiamer Rabbit doesn't even qualify as Jiu Ling's opponent, because they're in different realms.
Professor Spreler's words finally seemed to satisfy the Saudi audience; outside the screen, there was dead silence, and Xiamer Rabbit's fans were simply stunned... This shouldn't be happening; no matter who she fought, the usually dazzling Xiamer Rabbit just couldn't shine this time.
In contrast, Jiu Ling seemed no different from anyone else when facing Xiamer Rabbit.
Yet, Xiamer Rabbit was indeed under considerable pressure; at this point, she was already dripping with sweat and panting heavily... If it weren't for the battle, it would be hard to believe this was the rumored White-Coat level, and she was piloting the first-generation Sha Meng. Her opponent's strength was indescribably profound; no matter what operation Xiamer Rabbit attempted, the other side always adjusted earlier, either by anticipating the move or by accelerating to block and counter-block, with actions so standard they were almost encyclopedic. Despite the small magnitude of movements, they effectively countered her every time.
She simply couldn't understand why, despite her hand speed already reaching 330 actions per minute, the efficiency of her opponent was not even as high, probably only around 180, yet it was she who was being suppressed?
Xiamer Rabbit felt like a clown, the more she thought about it, the more depressed she became, and the more depressed she got, the more she thought. In the end, losing all sense of proportion, her Speed Dragon engaged in close combat with Jiu Ling almost as if in a brute-force manner. All that was seen were the whirling double rings and a cacophony of tones from the clash of metal...
Jiu Ling was slightly disappointed. She could also feel the tremendous increase in pressure, but it was more to do with the Mecha model than with the pilot. The sensation was like a child waving a sharp knife frantically at an adult; while the blade could cause great damage, it wasn't the child's own strength, so it wasn't much of a threat.
Xiamer Rabbit's hand speed continued to surge... Now it had soared to 377 actions per minute, the strongest burst of power she could muster. Those flailing double rings continued to pressure Jiu Ling.
Jiu Ling's hand speed only increased by 20 actions per minute, and in an instant, she fended off the barrage... Unfortunately, the real hand speed of the opponent didn't even reach half of that, meaning the apparent 377 actions per minute were, in fact, less than 190, and so Jiu Ling's 200 actions per minute of true efficiency were enough to withstand the opponent's aggression.
But this was precisely what Jiu Ling couldn't let go of. There was quite a crowd watching; the other party's connections shouldn't be that simple, or else so many people wouldn't have suddenly shown up during their fight. Was the opponent underestimating her, intentionally hiding their true strength? Hmph, that was simply too much contempt for her, Jiu Ling. With a desire to probe further, Jiu Ling chose her moment, stepped forward quickly, and with a flick of her blade, Iing! The double rings were lifted off in an instant, and along with the Speed Dragon Mecha, Xiamer Rabbit stumbled back quite a distance...
She brandished her Titanium Alloy blade towards Xiamer Rabbit and said, "This kind of pressure is ineffective against me. If it's just a warm-up, then let's stop here, and show your real strength."
Jiu Ling's words were not empty, in the eyes of fans, Xiamer Rabbit was indeed holding back, and not just a little. Because the current Xiamer Rabbit was not dazzling at all.
Self-awareness is precious, and Xiamer Rabbit was deeply aware of the life motto 'strong against the weak and weak against the strong.' Having passed her twenties, she already had some understanding of life. It was just too realistic; she was able to fight glamorously because her opponents were inadequate. In front of true warriors, such glamor was obviously illusory.
With a light gnash of her teeth and her pearlescent teeth just shyly visible, she sighed softly, "I admit defeat."
Inside and outside the arena, there was an uproar... No one expected the famously popular military luminary to openly admit defeat. This took Jiu Ling by surprise as much as it did the fans, who couldn't believe their ears. But on reflection, considering the way the other party put it, perhaps they really thought she was strong, and admitting defeat was actually the wise decision.
Jiu Ling was just momentarily taken aback; she didn't say much else and continued to choose her next opponent. To her, Xiamer Rabbit was just an average opponent.
As soon as Xiamer Rabbit went offline, her live stream was flooded with comments wondering why she conceded instead of fighting to the end. Several other broadcasters with decent viewership switched their screens to Xiamer Rabbit's live stream.
It was only then that Xiamer Rabbit candidly said she didn't want to fight, not that she didn't want to, but the gap was just too wide. Such a disparity couldn't be bridged by relying on a model advantage alone. "Without having crossed swords with a 'White-Coat,' you will never understand what kind of gaming experience that is," she explained. "Difficult, truly difficult, as hard as reaching the sky! If I have to describe that experience in one word, it would be 'each move countered, each move negated,' leaving you no room to maneuver, no matter how much brute force you use, they can resolve it with just a slight micromanagement."
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