Good Luck

"Neural Network Operating System?"

Inside the Simulated Combat Arena Central Data Center for light mechs, two men stared at the enormous screens with grim expressions.

One of them was Chi Feng, who had previously appeared beside Wei Wei on the fourth floor.

The other looked utterly ordinary, like nothing more than a middle-aged uncle.

Chi Feng shook his head. "So that's why he was so terrible... He couldn't even fight back. He was using the wrong operating system—but that just proves how terrible he is, doesn't it?"

The middle-aged uncle said cheerfully, "Then it seems this young man wasn't lying."

Chi Feng asked in surprise, "What?"

The middle-aged uncle said seriously, "When he said he was reading the manual just now, he meant it."

Chi Feng fell silent.

Only after a long while did he come back to himself. "You're still the same as ever, always paying attention to bizarre little details."

The middle-aged uncle was unconcerned. "What do you think of this match?"

Chi Feng frowned. "Even if he switches to normal Manual Control, can he beat Xiang Feihu?"

"And you said it yourself—he really was reading the manual just now. That proves he's never touched a mech before, not even in simulation training. With so many complicated Manual Transmission operations, does he have time to pull them off?"

The middle-aged uncle thought for a full five seconds before forcing out a single sentence:

"Not necessarily."

Just as Chi Feng was about to continue arguing, the battle for the third round had already begun on the giant screen!

Xiang Feihu came charging in with the same ferocity as before!

The White General took huge strides, reaching Ronan in just a few steps.

The Laser Sword that had easily slain its opponent in the previous two rounds viciously stabbed toward Ronan's chest!

But at that moment, Ronan moved!

The white mech that had been trembling all along seemed to suddenly come alive. Before the astonished eyes of the crowd, Ronan controlled it in an extremely reckless charge!

The White General's Propulsion System was pushed to its limit, and two savage jets of air burst from behind Ronan's mech!

Boom!

The two mechs collided head-on!

The crowd erupted!

It was the first time they had ever seen such an unstructured style of fighting.

Ronan really was just messing around.

But in the next second, they sensed that something was wrong!

Xiang Feihu had clearly initiated the attack, yet after the two mechs collided, his Laser Sword had somehow been caught beneath Ronan's mech's armpit!

At that angle, it was as though the two of them had rehearsed it for an exhibition match, the sword sliding into place flawlessly!

Ronan's mech had not suffered the slightest damage, while Xiang Feihu had lost his weapon!

In the next second, Ronan drew his sword and thrust it toward the enemy mech's cockpit!

At the critical moment, Xiang Feihu remained calm.

He was not thrown off by Ronan's chaotic fighting style and made a decision immediately!

Weapon System Detachment!

The 1st Mech abruptly retreated, narrowly and elegantly evading Ronan's strike.

That move actually demanded immense control, and Xiang Feihu's reaction had been extremely fast.

Sure enough, the spectators on the fourth floor immediately burst into cheers.

Yet they failed to realize that Xiang Feihu had lost his weapon!

This was a battle between light mechs. Both sides had only Laser Swords.

Ronan pressed his advantage and continued his assault.

Though his movements were still rather unpracticed, they were already beginning to take shape!

Having lost his weapon, Xiang Feihu was empty-handed. Though he dodged and weaved for some time, Ronan eventually struck a vital point with his sword!

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle! The three-dimensional image immediately vanished.

The 1st Mech was scrapped!

The 2nd Pod won!

The score was two to one!

Ronan had pulled one back!

The crowd showed a hint of surprise, but they did not think much of it.

Xiang Feihu only needed to win one more round. Ronan's risky fighting style couldn't possibly succeed every time, could it?

Chi Feng, inside the central database, held the same view. "What good luck."

Instead, the middle-aged uncle wore a strange smile. "Heh, this kid's luck really is good!"

Inside the 2nd Pod, Ronan was calm and excited.

After switching to Manual Transmission operation, he had spent some time adapting without going all out.

He had merely relied on his extraordinary powers of observation to seize a flaw in Xiang Feihu's attack and defeat him with ease.

During the subsequent exchange, Ronan could have ended the match much earlier.

But he did not.

He was adapting to Manual Transmission operation.

After all, this was his first time controlling a mech! Even if it was only a simulated combat pod!

What Su Xiao had said earlier reminded him that this was a match he could not lose. He had to adapt to operating this light mech as quickly as possible. Fortunately, Ronan's theoretical knowledge had always been extensive before he put it into practice; he simply had not kept up with the latest generation of developments.

After reading the manual, Ronan had already gained a thorough understanding of the entire virtual combat pod.

Every switch and button before him was something he could operate with great proficiency.

Therefore, that last battle had merely been a warm-up for Ronan!

The atmosphere in the martial arts hall gradually grew more heated. After all, no one enjoyed watching a one-sided slaughter.

The atmosphere among the girls was still awkward and strange, but their attention remained fixed on the arena.

Because the fourth round had already begun.

Clang!

Both sides drew their swords almost simultaneously!

But to everyone's surprise, Ronan was the one who launched the attack this time!

Xiang Feihu, perhaps having suffered from the previous round, had instead become more cautious.

The two mechs swiftly closed in, and Ronan's Laser Sword slashed toward Xiang Feihu at incredible speed!

The 1st Mech reacted quickly, blocking the strike with ease.

Yet at that very instant, the Laser Sword in the 2nd Mech's hand abruptly changed direction and slid straight down along the enemy's blade, reaching the enemy mech's wrist in the blink of an eye.

It was so fast that no one could react!

Xiang Feihu was startled. He had just begun to make a countering maneuver when three clangs rang out.

Ronan's Laser Sword rose and fell at close range in an almost trembling motion, repeating three times. The movements looked ordinary, but at such high speed, they produced an utterly terrifying effect!

The 1st Mech's mechanical wrist was severed in just 1.5 seconds!

Clang! The Laser Sword hit the ground again.

Before Xiang Feihu could recover, Ronan's sword had already pierced through his chest.

The 1st Mech was scrapped!

The 2nd Pod won!

The score was two to two!

The fourth floor fell deathly silent.

Su Xiao proudly lifted her chin, while everyone else looked completely dumbfounded.

They had not yet figured out what had just happened!

All they had seen was Ronan charge forward, Ronan swing his sword, Xiang Feihu block, and then Xiang Feihu's mechanical arm was removed!

And then... he lost!

What the hell was that? They could not understand it at all! Was Xiang Feihu throwing the match? That was impossible!

An unusual silence also descended over the social networks.

Everyone was stunned.

Ronan versus Xiang Feihu had actually reached the deciding fifth round?

Who would have believed that before the match began?

Those who had mocked Ronan earlier suddenly felt an ominous premonition. Their hearts grew heavy.

"Xiang Feihu... isn't going to lose, is he?" someone whispered.

Everyone remained silent. Only his friend reluctantly answered, "Probably... not."

He sounded as uncertain as could be.

Inside the central database, Chi Feng's mouth twitched slightly.

The middle-aged uncle beside him was still chuckling.

"This kid's luck is really good, heh heh."

The next chapter will be updated immediately after midnight.