A minute had passed, and the confrontation between the two sides remained fiercely ongoing, clanging and clashing...

As the smoke cleared, the models of the battling mechas finally entered the public's view.

It was as if they had reached some sort of tacit understanding; with the dissipation of the smoke, both sides' actions came to a halt simultaneously, going from extreme motion to extreme stillness in an instant.

The scene was enough to send shivers down the members of the Sinful Hall!

Could it be? The Vice President's Savior was in a sorry state, covered in scars and belching black smoke from its back. Indeed, although it wouldn't be accurate to say that one side had an absolute dominance over the other, they certainly held a significant advantage.

Yet there was the fatty in front, without a scratch on him, standing at attention and remaining vigilant all around, as if wary of the Vice President trying to pull a sneaky move. The enemy is already beaten to such a state; can you be less timid?

The onlookers burst into cheers, initially thinking the fatty had no hope of winning. But who could have predicted that within just a minute of close combat, the true gaming master and Vice President of the Sinful Hall would be left in such a dire state by their opponent?

Admittedly, the damages to the Savior weren't critically severe; the battle was not yet over, meaning the situation was still favorable for Heinous, with an absolute advantage in model and firepower.

For the Sinful Hall, what was being dealt a blow was their morale. Who would have thought that picking a fight with some random account to establish dominance would result in them biting into such a tough nut?

Let's remember who Heinous is: in reality, a High Rank pilot, just one step away from being among the elite Red Cloaks. Red Cloaks are rare among millions, and although there is still some distance to go, given Heinous's age and talent, it's only a matter of time before they reach that stage.

Such a star from the Rekart Military Academy, encountering this level of difficulty against an anonymous player from the Federation while piloting a highly-equipped model.

Right now, Eggy is grinning ear to ear... Are you losing face or lacking integrity? An old soldier who has gone through countless battles is now picking on a military academy student who hasn't even graduated yet. Even if one sent a few more like her, there would be no chance.

Who is this fatty? A special Red Cloak who fought alongside super soldiers during the National Defense War. In a nation with hundreds of millions, fewer than ten super soldiers exist, and this guy is an uncrowned super soldier. In other words, it's only due to a lack of resources to create more super soldiers; otherwise, fatty and Elvis would have been the last two super soldiers.

As a special Red Cloak, Elvis, with his Gun Rider model, had defeated Mirami of the 12 stars during the FCA battle—even though Mirami was somewhat complacent, the difference in their strengths wasn't vast. And as a burst warrior, fatty's extreme output is far above Elvis's, demonstrating his true combat prowess.

This extraordinary individual was outwardly mediocre during wartime only because he intentionally concealed his abilities, and his limelight was overshadowed by top pilots like Revenge Shadow Rider Kexiao. Even compared to Sky Shadow Jiu Ling, he might seem less impressive, but does this imply that fatty is weak?

Eggy, through special methods, had just taken note of this fact. It had originally wanted to contact fatty since, after all, fatty is a member of the squad, and has a certain say in the following operation.

And it just so happens to bump into this youngster.

Heinous now realizes the terrifying strength of her adversary. It appears that the previous videos contained no fluke, and her opponent's power is even more fearsome than shown. The fact that her adversary had refrained from attacking, seemingly wary of something, was what barely allowed her to hold on till now.

Facing such a formidable enemy, Heinous felt immense pressure. In the midst of her racing thoughts, she even considered retreating to engage in long-range containment. But each time she thought of fatty's terrifying marksmanship, Heinous instantly dispelled the idea of long-range shooting.

Crack... A bolt of lightning flashed across her mind!

Heinous seemed to suddenly recall a critical and terrifying concern—marksmanship, it was marksmanship. In the battlefield reminiscences, didn't she use a finishing move, the precisely angled, high-recoil, five-shot burst from the Saudi super soldier 'Black Edge'?

Though Heinous, as a top academy student, had never been on a real battlefield or faced a super soldier, she was still educated in military affairs at the military academy, especially in the mecha division as a promising candidate. She couldn't have ignored the super soldiers of various countries. It might be mere emulation on the enemy's part, but she couldn't overlook his power. It looked like she would have to pull off her last resort.

In this moment, fatty felt intensely uneasy, observing his motionless opponent standing still, his heart full of foreboding. He felt increasingly apprehensive, certain that his opponent was brewing something, plotting to take his ten million.

After all, his opponent was the Vice President of the Sinful Hall. Just look at her standing so standardly, riddled with supposed flaws—it must have been a deliberate ploy to lure him in, and he couldn't fall for it.

The more composed his opponent appeared, the more unsettled fatty became. He suspected that this was a planned ruse, and he had to take responsibility for his own future. He decided to control the shoulder-mounted weapon, make a slight adjustment, and fire a test shot towards the Savior to disrupt the conspiracy.

Regardless of the scheme, light or dark, first disrupt, then discuss. However uncomfortable it made the opponent, even if they were brewing some powerful move, an unexpected interruption would surely reduce its impact. And what he needed to do was to stop the opponent's plot. When it comes to battlefield experience and reactive instincts, he was not afraid. Fatty decided to trust himself, believing he could evade the opponent's brewing conspiracy.

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