Overwhelming Force

Although the skystand had bulletproof glass windows separating the inside from the outside, the sounds from inside the arena still managed to get in.

Yu Qiushui casually picked up a peeled orange, broke off segments one by one, and put them in her mouth to chew lightly.

He chuckled softly.

Experts see the details, laymen just watch the show.

"Xuanwu's outfit certainly doesn't look appealing, but can appearances put food on the table?"

Yu Qiushui smiled.

"That red demon may look good, but what good is a good appearance when a person is about to die?"

"Come."

Yu Qiushui beckoned to a woman in a white suit and said, "Go and bet one million on 'Red Demon' to win."

The woman looked puzzled.

They just said the 'Red Demon' was all show and no substance.

I immediately bet on 'Red Demon' and won.

This move is incomprehensible.

Yu Qiushui said lightly, "Just looking for some fun."

"Isn't that what I'm after—the thrill?"

The woman in the white suit nodded and left.

A moment later.

Inside the arena, the host raised his hands to signal the audience to be quiet.

Then, holding up the microphone, he shouted, "Next up, please welcome tonight's challenger, Red Demon!"

"I'm sure everyone is already familiar with the Red Oni."

"Yes."

"Who is the biggest dark horse in this competition?"

"That must be the Red Demon."

"Iron Fist, Storm, Martial Maniac... one after another, renowned champions have fallen to his blade."

"Will Xuanwu be an unexpected event tonight?"

Let's wait and see!

At this moment.

A beam of bright light fell on another exit.

The cheers from the audience erupted like a tsunami.

"Red Ghost! Red Ghost!"

"Red Demon, give him a good beating! I've staked everything on you!"

"Red Demon, kill this old turtle, and I'll sleep with you tonight."

The waves of noise were so loud they nearly lifted the roof off the arena.

Of all the noise, the one that felt the worst was Xuanwu.

He muttered to himself from inside the helmet that only revealed his eyes, "Let's see how long you can keep up this smugness."

"Just wait and see how I'll torment you to death."

Just then...

He saw a dark figure bending over and walking out of the passage in the distance.

Xuanwu was taken aback.

The exit of the passage is 3.3 meters high.

Is the Red Demon really that tall?

Do I need to bend over to leave?

Bang!

Another muffled thud was heard.

It was as if the arena itself shook.

A grandstand suspended in mid-air.

Yu Qiushui, sitting on the sofa, blinked for a moment, then chuckled softly.

"Unbelievable..."

"It seems I underestimated this guy called 'Red Demon'."

At this moment, the arena fell silent.

Several hundred people.

A pair of eyes.

They watched as the enormous figure emerged from the passage.

A nearly four-meter- Steel Body, a gleaming engine, and a shimmering energy hub.

The main color is crimson, accented with black and gold paint.

Add to that a fierce-looking demon mask with fangs.

This is practically a giant version of the 'Red Demon'.

"Mech... mech?" Xuanwu's face turned green inside the helmet.

Yes.

That was a mecha.

Small mechs.

The outer armor is smooth without a single scratch.

A long alloy sword slung diagonally across his back.

Step forward one stop.

Even the nearly two-meter-tall Xuanwu looked like a child in front of this mecha.

After a while...

Xuanwu was the first to shout, "Are you kidding me!"

"How can you use a mecha?!"

"Host, isn't this against the rules?"

"This is not fair!"

The host has not yet responded.

A chorus of boos erupted from the audience.

"Aren't you ashamed to say that? Aren't you carrying a turtle shell on your back?"

"What, you're allowed to carry a turtle shell yourself, but you won't let others get a mecha? Your double standards are too blatant!"

"There's no rule saying you can't use mechs. If you're so capable, why don't you build one yourself?"

To ridicule or mock.

You say one thing, I say another.

Xuanwu almost wanted to crawl into a hole and disappear.

The host then coughed and said, "Excuse me, Mr. Xuanwu."

"There are no rules in our arena that prohibit the use of mechs."

"If you don't want to fight, you can choose to surrender."

Upon hearing the word 'surrender'...

Xuanwu couldn't help but look towards the stands in mid-air.

Look, the lights are on there.

So he gritted his teeth.

"Beat!"

"I refuse to believe this nonsense!"

The host nodded.

"Very good, now please invite both sides to the stage!"

The mech clearly couldn't fit through the iron cage door.

So the organizers simply raised the iron cage.

Luo Yan piloted his mecha onto the stage...

The host shouted, "Start!"

Xuanwu immediately raised its shield, employing its usual tactic, and provocatively said, "Come here then."

"Don't think I'm afraid of you just because you've got a mech!"

"See this gun of mine? In a minute, it'll be stabbing you in the body."

"I'll throw you down like trash again!"

Inside the mecha.

Luo Yan remained unmoved, his eyes calm as a deep ravine.

He used the ' Eye-tracking ' function to open the mech's weapon list and selected 'tear gas'.

The next second.

The launch bay on the back of the mech opened, and with a soft "poof," a tear gas canister was ejected, exploding above Xuanwu's head, billowing smoke downwards.

As soon as Xuanwu looked up, his eyes stung, and tears streamed down his face from the pain.

Tear gas?

"Mean!"

That's not all.

After tear gas was used.

The mech then fired Flash Bomb and Smoke Grenade.

Although the effects of these types of ammunition overlap and repeat.

However, Luo Yan has always been cautious.

Anyway, we're flush with cash now, so we can use a few more flares to increase our chances of winning.

It's definitely worth it!

Immediately, Xuanwu was greatly disturbed.

My eyes are practically useless now.

Luo Yan sheathed his sword.

The mech was launched forward.

Xuanwu does indeed possess some real skill.

Unable to use his eyes, he used his ears.

Use sound to pinpoint your opponent's location.

And then he began to practice his cultivation technique.

Coincidentally...

He also used ' Observing Mountains and Seas '.

As the Primal Energy surged, it condensed into the Phantom of Ten Thousand Mountains, which was the aura of the Primary Level Great Perfection.

At the same time, a thick shield was erected.

He shielded himself in front of him.

I just finished all of this.

Sudden.

He felt his feet leave the ground.

It turned out that Luo Yan was controlling the mecha and had lifted him up.

Then.

It slammed violently onto the ground.

Bang!

The arena is shattered, and its foundations are turbulent and unstable.

Xuanwu was almost completely embedded in the rocks.

The mecha launched another kick.

Like playing football.

He kicked Xuanwu away from the rocks!

call out-

A whooshing sound echoed through the arena, and before people could see anything, Xuanwu had already crashed into the wall.

The impact caused a huge crack to appear in the wall, which then spread upwards.

By this time, Xuanwu had already left the arena.

He coughed up a mouthful of blood, pressed his hands against the wall, and managed to pull himself out of the wall.

Her feet had just touched the ground.

The crimson mech was already in sight.

A ferocious uppercut struck Xuanwu's chin, sending him flying off the ground.

His feet were then caught by the mech.

Then, as if it were throwing a sandbag, the mecha grabbed Xuanwu and slammed it to the ground again and again.

Bang bang bang bang!

Xuanwu's armor began to deform, its spikes broke, and its heavy shield slid to one side.

The ground shattered and gradually became stained with blood.

At this time.

Aside from the sounds of mechs slamming against Xuanwu, the arena was filled with other noises.

There was no other sound.