Because Yita, who was still clashing with Revenge Shadow Rider, had completely transitioned from a half-offensive and half-defensive state to a defensive one, she could parry one strike, and then a second, a third, a fourth. The attacks from Revenge Shadow Rider grew faster and more ferocious with each hit, the black blade cleaved to her as if it were glued on, and no matter how she twisted and turned, she couldn't shake it off.

Yita was panicking now, as she seemed to have just grasped what humans refer to as "panic." Perhaps her understanding wasn't entirely accurate—if expressed in her elementary vocabulary, it would be that you can't control your own rhythm. Even if the data mentioned it, even if you've practiced it hundreds or thousands of times in mock battles, once real combat starts, the level you can perform at isn't under your control. Moreover, she hadn't yet grasped how to handle Revenge Shadow Rider's dual blade suppression.

This...this shouldn't be. There was no such technique in the data. Faced with the insane onslaught of Revenge Shadow Rider, Yita had no choice but to parry, because if she didn't extend her hand to block, her mecha would endure Revenge Shadow Rider's combo attacks. She was so suppressed that she didn't even have time to activate the acceleration engine—or rather, even if she did activate it, she could be beaten back. And this kind of suppression wasn't singular; it involved complex commands from every direction. As Yita continued to block, she even doubted she had time to maneuver her mecha to retreat. At least, she didn't dare try. The bitter data suggested that in such a situation, you either clash head-on with your opponent or withstand a wave of attacks, not try to flee with the engines because whoever can suppress you to this extent can, in a sense, almost certainly overcome your defenses as you distract yourself with engine activation, leaving you with no chance of survival.

But every time she parried a sword strike, she faced another problem: her continuous mecha operation efficiency was reaching the limit, while Revenge Shadow Rider seemed to be relentless. With each clang of clashing weapons, the silver Gundam was reeling back more and more with each exchange, and the trembling inside the mecha became more violent with every hit. Even she, a mechanical life form, seemed to sense the weight of every strike from Revenge Shadow Rider.

In the end, Yita simply switched to holding the sword with both hands to defend against the all-out assault of Revenge Shadow Rider's one-handed sword...

The Saudi VIPs looked on with vacant eyes... A calm-voiced man had already called for the engineers, "Yita is being suppressed; is there an issue with her body, or is it some other reason? I need an explanation."

The technician, utterly bewildered, replied, "There is no issue with Yita's body."

The elder stated, "Impossible. Yita's highest continuous hand speed is close to 1000; such a hand speed should not be suppressed by Revenge Shadow Rider. The hand speed she's maintaining now doesn't seem much different from those in the 200 range."

"Sir, Yita's current continuous hand speed has been maintained in the 900 range. Although we can't get exact figures, we can roughly infer from the attack frequencies of both individuals..."

Yes, Revenge Shadow Rider was originally an elite offensive fighter. Once on the attack, it was all or nothing, attack without defense, and with a highly explosive power. It was well-known that explosive fighters could maximize suppression efficiency in the initial attack phase. Furthermore, this wasn't even Revenge Shadow Rider's strongest suit. On the contrary, it was using a dual-wielding technique unknown to others. After all, there was no Revenge Shadow Rider attack you could imagine that it hadn't already used. Throughout the years, no one had ever managed to fully withdraw unscathed under the full-force attack of Revenge Shadow Rider—there was no precedent, there is none now, and perhaps there never will be.

Yita was clearly struggling under the full-force suppression of Revenge Shadow Rider. The retreating silver Gundam was pushed towards the edge of the crowd...

The crowd scattered at once. Those who came to watch were risk-takers, but none were foolish enough to stay put as such a colossal being bore down on them. In such a situation, dying in vain was simply that—Saudi would not provide any humanitarian compensation after broadcasting a public challenge.

As for Revenge Shadow Rider, anyone who can find Revenge Shadow Rider for compensation must be a talent indeed.

At this moment, the silver-white Gundam could only mount a defense without any power to counterattack. The body that kept retreating and leaning back, rather than continuously retreating, might as well be described as being violently pushed back by Revenge Shadow Rider's assaults.

The scene erupted into chaos. Right then, Yita 13 seemed like a lone boat on a vast sea, as the metallic roar of clang after clang intensified, Revenge Shadow Rider's attacks grew even more frenzied... The oppression continued unabated, the Shadow Rider's frame appeared as though it had transformed into a Xiuluo with three heads and six arms, a deceptive vision seen from the dual-sword perspective. Meanwhile, Yita 13, akin to being in the middle of hell, could only witness a horizontal slash cut through as the dust rose; with a swift sound, the silver-white Gundam was instantly cleaved in two—had the mecha really been bisected so abruptly!?

People were startled... Is this the one who still thinks of challenging Revenge Shadow Rider, this is a joke, right? For a moment, everyone at the site fell into heated discussions, criticizing Saudi's challenge. If at first people were confused and unsure about their challenge, now they could only look at Saudi with the eyes reserved for fools. If Yita 13 really were a robot, then it could be said with certainty that the fault wasn't with Yita 13, nor was it Yita 13's disgrace, but Saudi's own blunder of shooting themselves in the foot.

Of course, no one would remember just how terrifying Yita 13's demonstration of a 960 APM sustained hand speed was. What did 960 APM mean? For an ordinary person (take the author himself, single for thirty-three years, at a measly 96 APM), they would have been obliterated in an instant. And yet, the ones who initially aspired to challenge Revenge Shadow Rider didn't even get to perform before being instantly taken out. This battle lacked any finesse or feints; it was a straightforward clash of brute force.

It was fortunate that the mecha didn't explode; otherwise, those nearby might have been affected. In fact, this was a result of Feng Yi intentionally cutting at the safety connection points. After all, this was just a battle between two people, and most of the crowd supported him. Even if he didn't care much himself, he still had to consider the code by which Revenge Shadow Rider operated.

Was that really the end of the battle? Gazing at the wrecked mecha still emitting billowing black smoke, spectators' gazes momentarily turned dull... Saudi had lost face for sure this time. How they would respond to this affair was a problem.

As for those foreigners, wasn't it time to change their perception of Revenge Shadow Rider? Watching Revenge Shadow Rider so close to them, the excited people of the Yate Federation almost wished they could run up and touch the mecha.

"Revenge Shadow Rider! Go for it!" A girl in her twenties, eyes brimming with tears, seemingly couldn't contain her excitement, finally mustered the courage to shout toward Revenge Shadow Rider in the hush that had fallen over the crowd. That person was none other than Xiao Wei.

Revenge Shadow Rider seemed to respond, glancing lightly in her direction... then quickly turned away again, but that brief look was enough. It seemed that Revenge Shadow Rider no longer remembered who Xiao Wei was, but Xiao Wei would never forget Shadow Rider.

The crowd was stunned... Revenge Shadow Rider had actually responded to that girl, and although it looked more like a reflex, in the next moment, everyone's voices turned into a roaring torrent, as if that one glance had given them immense courage.

The voices quieted down again... Yita 13 emerged somewhat shakily from the destroyed cockpit of the mecha, stumbling forward with a humanlike cough. It was hard to imagine whether this was due to a high degree of anthropomorphic AI or if the breathing system was part of some sort of mechanism for energy release and absorption.

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