One-Hit Armor Break!

Lucky?

Chi Feng felt a burning pain on his face.

Not real pain, but the pain of being slapped in the face.

The words he had just spoken now seemed utterly ironic.

That middle-aged uncle beside him had to be doing this on purpose, right?

Chi Feng could no longer save face and said in a low voice:

"Pull up the detailed data. I want to see Ronan's hand speed during that last sequence!"

Before the database center's intelligent computer could respond, the middle-aged uncle lightly said, "It definitely exceeded 400."

Chi Feng's eyes went wide.

The next second, the intelligent computer retrieved the data.

427a

"That kid's hand speed... how is that possible..." Chi Feng's mouth went dry, as if he had encountered something utterly unimaginable. Ever since Ronan entered the manor, he had never paid much attention to the boy. In his eyes, Ronan was very likely the product of one of his old comrades' youthful romantic escapades.

Ronan's willingness to risk his life to save Wei Wei that night had made Chi Feng think a little more highly of him, but he believed it was only natural. Wei Wei was the jewel of Yi Lin Manor, so it was perfectly normal for Ronan to protect her. What truly displeased Chi Feng was Ronan's repeated clashes with Xiang Feihu over Su Xiao.

Because of the ambush, the relationship between Yi Lin Manor and the Li Family had already grown tense.

At a time like this, provoking Su Xiao was no different from slapping Li Nanbei in the face. If they truly pushed the Li Family too far, no one would benefit. That was why Chi Feng had never looked kindly upon Ronan. He believed the country boy was merely getting by on the stubborn temper unique to rural folk. At first, some people might find him interesting, but given enough time, everyone would surely see through his rotten core.

He had heard about today's martial arts hall incident, so he had specifically come over to keep things under control.

After all, Earl was absent, and Xiang Feihu had openly barged into the martial arts hall. They needed an expert to hold the fort.

As for the match between Ronan and Xiang Feihu, he had never thought highly of Ronan.

He had not even believed Ronan could win a single round.

Yet reality had viciously slapped him in the face.

"Sixteen years old, with hand speed over 400a... Earl, what kind of monster have you brought to Yi Lin Manor?" Chi Feng muttered. Then he suddenly came to his senses and ordered, "Right. After the match ends, delete all the data from today's simulated battle!"

Deleting data requires Level 7 authorization!

The intelligent computer replied.

"I'm Level 9!" Chi Feng said disdainfully.

The middle-aged uncle beside him chuckled. "I thought you'd lose your composure. You adjusted that quickly? As expected of Chi Feng, the so-called God of War."

Chi Feng mocked himself. "God of War is nothing but an empty title. I can throw my weight around in a small place like this, but when I meet a true expert, Xiao Long and I are actually nothing!"

"Not to mention anyone far away. Take Li Nanbei, who rose to prominence a few years ago. After all this time, Xiao Long and I are probably no longer his match."

As he said this, a rare trace of weariness appeared on his resolute face.

"I'm old, I'm old... The future belongs to the young."

With that, he walked alone toward the exit of the Main Data Room.

The middle-aged uncle said in surprise, "You're not going to keep watching? There's still the fifth round."

As Chi Feng walked away, he cursed, "His hand speed is already over 400a. What the hell is there left to watch? Xiang Feihu..."

"He's only bringing humiliation upon himself!"

Inside 1st Pod, Xiang Feihu was drenched in cold sweat.

The twist was simply too dramatic.

He did not believe he had been careless. He had gone all out in every round.

Yet he had still lost, and lost so cleanly!

Light Mech battles were actually rather monotonous. They were like two ancient swordsmen fighting at close range. There was not much room for technique or flashy maneuvering; it was purely a contest of instincts and proficiency.

If Ronan's victory in the first match could still be dismissed as opportunism and luck, then after the second match, Xiang Feihu had nothing left to say.

Cold sweat covered his body. When he thought of the wager he had made with Ronan, his mentality nearly collapsed.

If he lost...

The Li Family would lose all face!

They would no longer have any reason to control Su Xiao's social life and movements.

And Yi Lin Manor's influence would rise dramatically in a short time!

"No! I can't lose!"

Xiang Feihu gritted his teeth and encouraged himself.

Clang!

In the arena, Ronan in 2nd Pod had already drawn his sword first!

Xiang Feihu took a deep breath and drew his sword as well!

The fifth match, the deciding round, officially began!

Everyone held their breath.

They knew that this battle no longer carried the same meaning. It was no longer merely a clash of pride between two people, nor was it only about Su Xiao's freedom. It now concerned a direct confrontation between the Li Family and Yi Lin Manor.

No one had expected that the legendary farm-born boy would shine so brilliantly in the virtual mech battle pods. Being able to tie Xiang Feihu through the first four rounds was already enough to make an ordinary person proud.

Wei Wei's expression was complicated. She did not know what was wrong with her. By all reason and emotion, she naturally hoped Ronan would win. Yet—she did not want him to win for another girl.

It was a very contradictory feeling.

Su Xiao, on the other hand, was much calmer. She was a very intelligent woman, perceptive about human relationships and worldly matters. As she gradually came to understand Ronan, she had already vaguely realized that he was absolutely no ordinary person.

That Side Kick from before was probably only the prelude to this slightly goofy boy making his name in Bo Ning District. Without absolute confidence, how could he dare challenge Xiang Feihu?

"But is everything really because of friendship? Or does he simply dislike what he sees?"

Su Xiao had not figured that out yet.

No matter what the girls on the fourth floor were thinking, how shocked the Bo Ning District nobles watching were, or how unwilling and furious Su Jie was to the point of nearly stamping his feet and cursing, the fifth showdown had finally begun!

Ding dong!

The signal announcing the start of the match rang out, and the two White Generals charged at each other at the exact same time!

Both sides had pushed their thrusters to the maximum!

A mech charge!

And an explosive head-on charge at such close range!

Everyone felt their adrenaline surge wildly as they stared fixedly at the two massive moving machines in the arena!

Some girls clenched their skirts so tightly that they even stopped breathing.

This was the charm of mechs!

Even with only one mech, when it began to charge, when its beastlike engine started to roar, when the explosive power of the Primal Stone coursed through every inch of its body, people would be shaken and conquered by it!

Though it was only a simulated battle, the effects were so stunning that it was almost no different from a real battle. People felt as though they had been transported onto a battlefield.

The two White Generals crashed into each other in the blink of an eye!

In that instant, 2nd Mech suddenly performed three unbelievable movements in succession!

First, while sprinting at high speed, it abruptly stepped to the left without losing balance. That was nearly impossible to accomplish, but Ronan did it!

Second, its left mechanical arm reached toward the opposing Laser Sword and grabbed it, seizing the enemy's weapon with incredible precision!

Third, the Laser Sword in its hand stabbed fiercely toward 1st Mech's chest from an extremely tricky angle!

Because both sides were moving at extreme speed, Xiang Feihu had no room to react to Ronan's monstrous hand speed!

Rumble!

A deafening roar erupted as the two mechs collided!

A shocking sight appeared—Ronan's Laser Sword pierced straight through Xiang Feihu's chest!

In a real battle, Xiang Feihu would already be dead!

1st Mech destroyed!

2nd Pod wins!

2nd Pod achieved One-Hit Armor Break!

The score was two to three!

The entire venue fell into dead silence.

Even when Ronan emerged from the battle pod somewhat reluctantly, they still had not recovered from the fact that the match was already over.

Ronan had won.

One-Hit Armor Break!

He stood before the battle pod, looked toward the girls on the fourth floor, and smiled.

The next second, thunderous applause erupted from the fourth floor!

"Ronan! Ronan!"

"One-Hit Armor Break!"

"Oh my god! I actually witnessed One-Hit Armor Break!"

"This is a true genius... a true mech genius!"

"That was... One-Hit Armor Break!"