Roland had arrived early as well, observing with Mirami and Vladimir, yet at this moment, Mirami could hardly believe that a civilian mecha master could withstand an 18-fold gravitational acceleration impact in such a fleeting instant.

Roland's eyes narrowed slightly, two fingers resting on her lips—a habitual gesture when she pondered. It only took two seconds before she lowered her hand and turned to leave the room.

"Roland, aren't you going to watch the outcome? He was once your comrade-in-arms," Mirami said playfully.

With a shrug, Roland looked up to the heavens, speechless, "Heh, I believe the result will appear soon enough."

"Eh? Is it that what they call a super master winning?"

Roland shook her head with a smile, not offering any explanation. She was as elegant as a jasmine flower, exuding a subtle exotic fragrance and an unfathomable depth that made it impossible to close that slight and undetectable distance between her and anyone else.

But Mirami was not one to back down; the more you shrugged her off with nonchalance, the more she wanted to entangle herself with you, delving into the little secrets of your heart like a mischievously bad little devil. Her smile was always soft and sweet, her gaze naughty, and her tactics deep, but her enchantment technique clearly had no effect on Roland. For one, there was a gap in their realms, and besides, Roland was also a woman; unless it concerned love between women, the power of this skill would definitely be greatly reduced.

After persistent questioning by Mirami, Roland finally gave in with a look of defeat, a mix of helplessness and embarrassment as she averted her gaze, turning her head to explain, "Hugo, after all, is one of the few stalwarts of hardcore combat style, with personal combat strength nearly reaching the limit of the Red Robe Realm, and when he bursts into melee combat, even Revenge Shadow Rider might have to step back."

"Oh, so Hugo is at the Red Robe Realm just like Revenge Shadow Rider?" Mirami continued to question, either genuinely confused or feigning ignorance.

"Not entirely. Revenge Shadow Rider is more adaptable, while Hugo tends to be rigid."

"I still don't quite understand..." said Mirami, approaching Roland even closer, her warm breath almost touching Roland's face.

Roland took a step back, seemingly with repulsion. The allure of romantic love between women was wonderful indeed, but not for her. She said, "Just watch Hugo now, and you'll naturally understand."

Upon hearing this, Mirami turned her head, but saw nothing unusual. When she turned back, Roland had disappeared without a trace, not even leaving a sound behind. Her terrifying strength left Mirami awestruck, but what drove Mirami mad was that she had been outwitted once again.

However, what Roland said was not completely without reason. Yes, she was right, from the moment the super master "11111" initiated their attack, their fate might have already been sealed.

The moment their weapons touched, there was a crisp clang. The two warriors in the center let out a metallic symphony, each bearing a gravitational force almost reaching 20 times their weight, nearly touching the threshold of a Rank 1 fighter.

Neither was shaken in the slightest by the tremor. On the contrary, after the shock wave passed, they stimulated their mecha engines and, with the engines roaring fiercely, they charged at each other with even greater speed.

Clang! Clang, clang, clang...

Shot and slash constantly interweaved, both warriors relentlessly launching ferocious attacks at each other with such rapid frequency that people's eyes struggled to catch up. Only through slow-motion replays could their movements be barely discerned—truly, masters from the civilian mecha schools, rightfully living up to their reputation.

But Hugo was stronger. Just because the human eye couldn't keep up didn't mean that slow-motion footage couldn't make things clear. Their bombardment duel lasted less than 3 seconds before the super expert 11111 was overwhelmed by Hugo's never-retreating, hard-hitting assault…

Yes, you saw that right, the one who always boasted about accepting challenges from masters was suppressed under such a huge technological disparity by Hugo, once a super soldier. The clicks of the titanium alloy gun turned into cold glimmers that echoed into nothingness, and he no longer possessed the qualifications to clash head-on within that frigid gleam. From offense, to equal bombardment, to defense, the progression took less than 10 seconds.

It was terrifying. People couldn't believe their eyes; of course, the civilian mecha school bigwigs watching the battle through the video feed were also somewhat bewildered. Even though Hugo was once an elite Red Cloak federal super soldier, his realm should not have been able to suppress that much. Moreover, the mecha model used by the super expert was a concept mech, superior in performance, acceleration, armor, comfort, and other assorted auxiliary features to the federal army's main model, the Gun Rider.

But were all these really useful? Think about it, the Revenge Shadow Rider, with just a Phantom Knight 0001, could sweep the world, and what was the Gun Rider? It was a federal main battle mecha model, tested and proven in the flames of war. Perhaps in many aspects, it was not as powerful as the Heavenly Sound, but does that mean its comprehensive capabilities were for sure inferior to the opponent's? The key lay with the pilot.

Who was Hugo? A veteran God's Thorn soldier who had served for many years since the National Defense War began, an iron-blooded warrior who had painted half his life in the colors of the battlefield; his will was unshakable, his belief indestructible.

In the constant presence of life and death, the combat readiness of these men far exceeded that of any civilian mecha school. Perhaps compared to those who spent time in virtual combat, mecha masters could take advantage of their lack of real combat experience, but when facing old soldiers who had been through wars, they were nothing.

Think about the stellar battlefield in Bermuda, and remember the shocking moments when armies clashed. In that grand era, Hugo could hold the left flank of the fleet together with Roland, and this bore testament to his extraordinary capabilities.

As a main attack-type hard fighter, the Revenge Shadow Rider was a classic, and so was Desert Storm with its hard-style approach. They shared a common trait—terrifying extreme output capacity, with TK's sustained output having been proved to reach upwards of 1K.

In the Red Cloak Realm, Hugo was one of the few typical examples of a hard fighter emphasis on extreme output. Such explosive warriors would even cause Jiu Ling, in the intermediate White Robe Realm, to evade their edge. What to speak of an opponent who was in the Red Robe Realm and never truly tested on the battlefield?

Soon enough, the super expert was relentlessly suppressed by Hugo's continuous assault, retreating step by step…

He wanted to counterattack, to shout, but he knew all too well that if he tried to strike back at this point, his current defensive state wouldn't hold, and he might be instantly taken down.

The current situation was like a pressing burden slowly weighing down on a single hair strand; any counterattack might cause an instantaneous burst under the pressure, continuous bursting. Yet doing nothing would lead to an even heavier continuous pressing. This scenario was one that not only he couldn't handle but even if Jiu Ling, at the White Robe Realm, was in his position, it would likely spell doom. The reason Jiu Ling had defeated Hugo was precisely that Jiu Ling did not give Hugo such an opportunity, but if caught in such a repetitive cycle…

To break the situation, there were ways. One's attack had to be stronger and able to withstand such a barrage in one go, like the Revenge Shadow Rider or TK's approach.

Of course, if it were the Revenge Shadow Rider, there were other ways, opting to abandon defense altogether or firing a world-shaking single shot. Of course, nobody would really dare to push the Revenge Shadow Rider to such an extent, for that range was within the scope of Flame Dual Slash's sweep. In other words, if the opponent were the Revenge Shadow Rider, the battle would already be over.

Yet in this world, there was only one Revenge Shadow Rider, and only one person capable of executing the Flame Dual Slash—to the Revenge Shadow Rider.

In that moment, Hugo seemed to have rediscovered something he had lost. He was Hugo, the pilot of God's Thorn; he would not allow any jackal to run wild in his nation.

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