"Sir, are you planning to leave already?"

"Hehe, the trial is over; what else do you want to extract?" Feng Yi shrugged helplessly.

Even Ai Jiudie's elegant demeanor was caught off guard by this statement, "Hmm, that's... quite unexpected—if you wish to leave, sir, don't forget the registration time. Your exploits are buzzing everywhere outside."

She gently reminded Feng Yi not to forget to register, her voice full of concern.

"Is it important to you whether I register or not?"

"If it's you, sir, it's somewhat concerning. If we have the chance, I hope to have a match with you in the arena."

Feng Yi grew increasingly curious about this woman's background. Just a moment ago, she was eager and confident in their sparring, yet now she was becoming reserved and demure, even suggesting a future match in the arena before his departure.

Currently, he was unsure of Ai Jiudie's strength: "Can't we solve our issues here?"

"This is not the battlefield, and it's inconvenient to go all out and affect passersby. I hope you won't mind, sir."

"Seems quite reasonable, your logic is clear, and your words are precise. You're really a sharp-tongued young lady, and I can't out-talk you—alright then, perhaps another day we will battle again." Feng Yi cast a glance at Mingfei, "For now, I'll take my leave."

As Feng Yi departed casually, Mingfei finally reevaluated her, "Ai Jiudie, is this your true personality?"

"Why do you say that, Sister Mingfei?"

"Out of curiosity, let me ask differently, are you exhibiting an independent personality or a blend of three characters?"

"Does it matter?" Ai Jiudie smiled without answering, "Alright, alright, Sister Mingfei, let's go eat, my treat this time."

As she spoke, Ai Jiudie gently pushed Mingfei forward, exuding an artistic high-pressure aura...

Indeed, compared to Mengdie, she spoke more, and compared to Milly, her cunning was more inscrutable. As for Jiu Ling, she vividly displayed her blend of toughness and gentleness.

She could act without mercy towards outsiders, yet appear elegant and pure in front of Feng Yi, her almond eyes exuding charm.

Possibly due to the combination of three personalities, even Feng Yi himself didn't realize that he was captivated by Ai Jiudie.

But, this couldn't escape Mingfei's notice; women's intuition is far sharper than men's.

Ai Jiudie, what kind of young sister are you...?

——

At the same time, the enthusiastic Feng Yi had arrived at the competitor registration area of the Peak Arena, successfully registering with the help of Eggy.

No kidding, there were quite a few people here, some taking staged photos, some dancing, or strolling with their families, so much so that Feng Yi felt somewhat integrated into the crowd.

Under the cover of a brown trench coat, he made his way without being recognized.

The large central management bureau of the federal district had recorded all the information of the participants.

As the sun began to set, the staff in the district were all busy to no end, barely having time to drink water, tackling all sorts of issues with high-efficiency work enthusiasm, including rule suggestions, consumer complaints, high ticket prices, participant information, and various other trivial matters.

Most people around were bustling about, coming and going in a hurry, or carrying thick reports across the hall, or arguing topics incessantly with gestures, or sitting around tables in groups of three or five, discussing information about participants from various countries. This was the core database of the federal district.

Suddenly, a female Intelligence Officer noticed the contestant information appearing on the light screen—specifically, there was only one name, an eye-catching name, since the central database lacked the authority to access information about this person, and his name was Feng Yi.

"Feng, Feng, Feng..."

The Intelligence girl muttered for so long that she almost drove herself crazy, failing to hold back the name.

Staring in a daze for a good two seconds, she pinched her cheek forcefully, finally taking a deep breath and letting out an unbelievable scream!

"He's here! Look! He's registered to compete!"

"Shh, be discreet, do you want to get fired? Watch the context." The bespectacled man beside her pushed his glasses up, cautioning her in a low voice.

"No! Look, it's him, he's here!"

Pointing towards the direction... when he saw the name, the man remained as calm as an old dog, "Really, I knew he would come."

"Eh, how did you know?"

"What a boring question, Divine Wind is an icon of otaku belief; he might be late, but he never misses."

The woman couldn't help but chuckle aloud, yet this fellow was rather endearing, initially thinking he was some kind of king, only to find out he was suffering from a terminal case of 'Chuunibyou' syndrome.

With the deepening of their conversation, everyone's attention was drawn over here, all looking at the two of them with gazes typically reserved for fools, and it had to be admitted, her high-decibel voice earlier was indeed too excessive!

At this moment, a professionally dressed woman with furrowed brows swooped in, giving off an air of accountability, "What's going on, I hope you'll give me a satisfactory explanation."

Hearing the question from the woman, the Intelligence girl quickly covered her lips, pointing towards the light screen on the computer, "Feng Yi."

"What?"

"Feng Yi."

Unfortunately, it was too noisy around, and the professionally dressed woman grew agitated, "Speak up, I can't hear you."

Feeling a bit heated herself, the Intelligence girl nearly roared out in the same tone, "Feng Yi has registered for the competition!"

Suddenly, the scene fell silent...

After a few seconds of quiet, the professionally dressed woman surprisingly didn't get angry and patted her shoulder forcefully, "Very well."

A few more seconds passed before people came to their senses, and the vast central office erupted directly!

This name, is a very sensitive topic, sensitive enough that before long, a group of professors rushed into the hall, one after another like they were on adrenaline, and amidst the noisy discussions, they were redefining various district arrangements at machine-gun speed.

Leading the charge was Wilber, the principal of Wind Thunder Military Academy, the oldest of the lot, and the one with the greatest academic faction power. Yet this time, he was as joyful as a child, "That rascal, that rascal, I knew that rascal would come! Ah, that's right Iserin, there's nothing more for you to do here."

"Ah? Principal, what should I do with the preparations before?"

"What are you preparing for, just go with it, go wherever it takes you."

In short, with Feng Yi backing them, the federation side was stabilized and wouldn't be eliminated before reaching the finals. Indeed, just in terms of physical attributes, the yellow race didn't have the physique of foreigners, and lacked the genetic benefits of the New Human. Even though there were many experts, his expectations for domestic warriors were still low.

But... but Feng Yi was different!

If you ask why, Wilber couldn't answer, that might just be a form of nostalgia, a kind of pure ideological sentiment?

From the Wind Thunder Military Academy, to acting instructor, to God's Thorn combat guide, to black-robed special assignment, Revenge Shadow Rider, Beyond the Divine Wind, he witnessed so many legends about Feng Yi. Although the old man didn't say it aloud, he knew better than anyone in his heart, the federation that could truly become a pillar, only had Feng Yi.

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