Ku Chuxin felt immense strain.
It was his first time facing such a powerful opponent alone, but they had no stronger Mech Warrior present, so he could only step forward.
Chang Yi's style was light and graceful. He came from an unorthodox background, yet he was far from weak.
Immense pressure bore down on him.
Their side could not afford another defeat. After their commander lost, four matches remained. If he lost this one, then God King and the others would have to achieve a complete victory against the God-level Civilization to win.
The enormous pressure did not allow him even the slightest lapse.
In Super State, his Battle Awareness mapped Chang Yi's movements. Those trajectories were erratic and unpredictable, astonishing even to him.
Chang Yi's attacks grew faster and faster.
Unable to attack, he could only dodge passively. He looked incomparably miserable in the high air, but he was not injured. With his concentration, he could still detect the direction danger came from, as well as Chang Yi's attack trajectories.
He had to win this battle.
With that conviction, his expression became solemn.
The pressure in his mind grew heavier and heavier.
God King had rescued all their people from those beastmen, giving every one of them an education and an incomparably wonderful life—things they had never dared dream of.
He himself was one of those who had been rescued. To become God King's guard, he had stood out from among hundreds of millions of Bitter People youths.
It could be said that God King was their greatest faith.
To the Bitter People, God King's honor was more important than their lives. That was why their commander had rather risk death than not injure the Martial Emperor.
They possessed the will to face death without fear, but they absolutely