"Ah, it's Xiu Yi, I've heard great things about you!"

One must admit, judging by demeanor alone, Xiu Yi indeed bears some resemblance to Feng Yi, especially his calm composure, which is considered a legacy. Having had the fortune to catch a distant glimpse during the last battle, this was her first time speaking with Xiu Yi.

However, Xiu Yi seemed unwilling to waste words with her, "Likewise, we'll meet on the battlefield."

"Wait, did you say Feng Yi will be coming?"

"Ah, perhaps."

"How do you know?"

As soon as she asked this, Iserin realized she was out of line. Xiu Yi was originally Feng Yi's disciple, but she did not believe Feng Yi would inform Xiu Yi of whether he would come.

"Who knows, maybe it's just a feeling."

Xiu Yi skillfully evaded Iserin's pursuit, walking away leisurely with a slightly lazy demeanor…

Yet with his appearance, leaving behind this statement, the Federation's registration area suddenly became lively.

Indeed, in terms of influence, even Xiu Yi cannot compare with Feng Yi, but he shares an extraordinary relationship with Feng Yi, giving his words sufficient persuasive power.

People passed the word, ten times, a hundred times, and the public's anxious mood seemed to suddenly swallow a calming pill, instantly quelled by Xiu Yi's words.

In the quiet resting room at Zana's venue, Heller was troubled by Raymond. As a level-one combatant, he is an important ace of the military, yet his desire to forfeit the battle because Feng Yi did not show up was incomprehensible to Heller.

Now, besides just watching Feng Yi's battle footage, Raymond idles around with nothing to do, adopting a perpetual slothful state.

As Feng Yi gave up mecha, even he switched careers over the years, wholeheartedly engaging in body technique training. Whenever Heller asked about the reason, Raymond would always respond vaguely, declaring that following Feng Yi is surely the right path.

But now, at this critical moment, with the registration deadline on the last day, Raymond was setting up a ring in the training field! Fighting someone every day.

Boom!

Heller kicked open the heavy door, "You bastard, how long do you intend to fool around."

Raymond paused slightly, then continued waving his fists, completely ignoring Heller's feelings, murmuring to himself, "Don't get excited, my respectful General, the peak battle is just large in scale, it's not as important as you think."

"You'd rather punch every day than sign up for the contest?"

"Yes, isn't this more thrilling than the peak battle?"

"Raymond!" Heller's face suddenly darkened, roaring, "I order you to register now."

Raymond slowly stopped his actions, his gaze turning to Heller…

"If this is an order, I'll go immediately, but I can't guarantee I won't quit halfway."

"Do as you please, but if you don't see Feng Yi, don't say I didn't warn you."

"Feng Yi? Isn't he not coming to fight?"

"We just received word from the Federation—well, not exactly news—a guy named Xiu Yi spread the word that Feng Yi will come, as for fighting or not, decide for yourself."

Suddenly, the bottle of mineral water in his hand fell to the ground…

Raymond's expression shifted repeatedly, from initial shock, to doubt, to delight.

He had waited for this day for an unknown long time; he'd run east and west, visiting masters, even finding Iserin to learn Air Travel, and Iman to learn Shadow Rider combat techniques, and now, the opportunity had finally arrived!

Today's him is no longer the warrior who only knew fighting. Besides enjoying life with more elegance, Raymond increasingly felt that he, once known alongside Sky Shadow Jiu Ling, a mobile warrior, was pioneering a new path and forging ahead along it.

Without Feng Yi, the peak battle would be too dull.

He didn't care about winning or losing; there were many guys in the world who could beat him, but what mattered more was who to compare against. If measured against Feng Yi and his new approach, surely his years of persistence would yield results?

In some sense, this is also a form of self-transcendence.

He rushed into the living room energetically, nearly colliding with the newcomers…

The two were the Protectors of Jade Clear Sect, Mingfei and Mengdie.

In memory, he only remembered this pair participating in net battles, Mingfei's ID was Fox Charm, while Mengdie's was Add Handsome Guys, yet he never imagined they would also show up, could it be the military was again connecting with them?

"I thought who it was, are you two here to join the peak battle?"

"Indeed, long time no see, Colonel Raymond."

"What's your purpose?"

Since the incident with Zhan Yu and Protector Jin, Jade Clear Sect has been seriously weakened, breaking off contact with the military since. Their appearance left Raymond puzzled.

Mingfei certainly wouldn't admit to leveraging selection of young potentials, after all without official strong promotion, relying solely on Jade Clear Sect's strength, it's hard to make a mark in such occasions, "You jest, what purpose could humble Jade Clear Sect have."

"Your affairs have nothing to do with me, I only want to remind you two, this battle isn't so simple."

"What do you mean, sir?"

"I'm not entering the battle to beat anyone."

Mingfei furrowed her brows, sensing many flavors.

She could affirm Raymond's current self was different, not knowing what he had done, whether he underwent Genetic Revolution, but Raymond had grown strong enough that she couldn't see through him, yet he spoke these words.

"Back then I owed you a favor, consider it repaid with this reminder."

Raymond turned and left, leaving Mingfei's face stupefied… What kind of transaction is this, a favor repaid with a simple reminder? Perhaps in his eyes, the weight of this sentence was significant, which instead made Mingfei more curious about what experiences he had gone through all these years.

At this moment, Mingfei suddenly received a familiar Heavenly Communication, Blade Warrior...

But upon choosing to answer, on the other end was a seductive face, "Good afternoon."

"Who are you…?" Mingfei frantically searched for memories of her, swiftly, "Emily…"

"Mm-hmm." Milly snapped her fingers, "Can we meet up?"

"State your purpose."

"The peak battlefield isn't something you or I can control, but I want to say, I have confidence."

"Confidence in… what?"

Mingfei grew increasingly confused, unsure what kind of scheme this woman's got hidden, moreover, she herself was no stranger last time, just with her poor skills, she couldn't possibly want to fight, right? That is absolutely impossible!

Yet speaking of intelligence, she did have some means.

"A step that influences your and my future development, I know your purpose and what you want."

"Oh? Please enlighten."

"Haha, looking over the world, nowadays most of the Ancient Martial Arts sects are brimming with talents, your sect further losing two Protectors to battle, even single abilities like Misty Fog's have broken rank, raised as chief, isn't this enough to indicate internal problems?"

Upon hearing, Mingfei outwardly showed a calm akin to a statue, but internally, she felt a tumultuous storm. Emily, she was just Emily, how could she know the current state of Jade Clear Sect! How did she obtain this information?

"Why are you so certain."

Milly instead hesitated. Her brother's Bounty Tribe is practically her backyard, obtaining some intelligence is a matter of minutes.

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