Marvelous Mecha

Normally, bullets cannot penetrate the outer armor of orcs, yet Rafael is an exception. The revolver, as if blessed by a mysterious power, sends it flying with the force of wind and thunder.

Rather than a battle, it's more accurate to say Rafael is putting on a spectacular demonstration of rapid firing for every marksman present.

Feng Yi turns and walks toward the exit, his pace slow, like a traveler in a desert. His slightly narrowed eyes seem to see through the world's warmth and coldness, and with his sharp gaze and solitary silhouette, an epic scene unfolds before the world.

Finally, he turns slightly, his deep gaze glances at Xiu Yi...

"Thank you, Brother Feng!"

Xiu Yi stands up and quietly leaves the observation area.

The people, still captivated by the epic display of marksmanship, find it hard to return to reality...

Even General Greedy Wolf didn't expect that Rafael's true identity was actually Feng Yi.

Alas! It should have been obvious; when it comes to marksmanship, who else but the Revenge Shadow Rider could reach such heights? Yet it turns out to be just another alias for him.

People realize that the more they think they understand the Revenge Shadow Rider, the more unfamiliar it becomes.

The brief silence on site is quickly replaced by cheers from the crowd.

Titan Elf viewing area.

Queen Sistine is silent... a miscalculation, a great miscalculation! Things always turn out unexpectedly; having once lost to Rafael, she had not realized he and the Revenge Shadow Rider were the same person.

In other words, if facing this fellow, the tactic of long-distance containment is also invalid. Now, one can only hope not to encounter him too soon, otherwise... even though she has been advancing rapidly in her training lately, the probability of defeating the Shadow Rider is still very low.

The news of the human camp's first battle victory quickly spreads worldwide. The spectators are thrilled but left wanting more.

In the second round, the Titan Elf clan's draw quickly results in the Titans versus the humans.

Although the first battle was somewhat performative, upon seeing the result, the Elf Queens still felt a slight secret joy. They are reluctant to face the terrifying Cantelu clan unless absolutely necessary.

It is said that here, there is even a bit of historical bloodline repression, with a Cantelu super elite warrior nearly matching the queen in strength. Of course, Sistine is not afraid of these, the only one she dreads is the Cantelu king, Leisenboer.

It's uncertain what kind of opponent the humans will send?

The human camp is filled with those unafraid of death, but even for cannon fodder, they cannot have an inadequate fighter participate in such a significant battle.

Perhaps this is the only time humans share the same stance, sparking competition among countries eager to join the fight...

Unfortunately, the talks fell through, and in the end, the debate concluded by drawing lots.

The Valan Empire citizens are very excited upon hearing the news; they have secured the first match against the Titan Elves. Although only a sparring session, the problem is the larger audience doesn't view it as such; instead, they believe that as the war sovereign, Mansfield, even if unable to defeat the Elf Queen, would possibly embarrass her.

"Mansfield... can this person manage?" Mingfei really can't see his strength, having only heard his name long ago. Of course, during that era, this Mansfield seemed to be nothing more than a sparring partner for the Revenge Shadow Rider, but it's unknown if he has made any progress now.

"It's said that Mansfield has quite an understanding of Ancient Martial Arts." Blade Warrior shakes his head, "His strength should be near equal to mine, it's likely over—sister, what do you think?"

"This person has a solid aura, a fierce look in his eyebrows, but unfortunately still far inferior to Sistine."

"Is Sistine really that strong?"

The noblewoman softly smiles, shaking her head...

The second battle opens, and Mansfield and his opponent slowly walk to the arena; he chooses the Dawn one-handed sword as his weapon.

Compared to Mansfield, Sistine appears composed and noble without arrogance, her elegant demeanor coupled with a cold beauty that keeps others at a distance, while the black queen spear adds a touch of flavor to her graceful silhouette.

Sistine...

Mansfield feels a stir in his heart; if he hadn't seen it himself, it would be hard to believe that the Elf Queen's beauty is so enchanting, especially her cool, eye-pleasing face, and those mysterious wings, truly a terrestrial marvel, with an exceptional aura of her own.

When the buzzing begins, Sistine stands with her spear, showing no notion of attacking. This isn't arrogance; rather, the gap in strength is too vast.

Indeed, in recent years, the Titan Elves have learned many human strengths and weaknesses. Given this, she decides to end it quickly, waiting only for the moment her opponent strikes to deliver a fatal blow.

Mansfield lets out a cold, displeased laugh. He is also a renowned general of the Valan era and is being underestimated by this queen who seems even younger than him! His heart hardens as he lets out a booming yell, sprinting forward with arms swinging, launching a sudden cross-slice attack.

Fifty meters, thirty meters, ten meters, closer...

Sistine's silver hair gently dances with the wind; her figure remains unmoved, yet she captivates many male hearts present.

As the attack closes in, she suddenly raises her head. In the space of a blink, she raises and swings the queen's spear, slicing out two horizontal sweeps at lightning speed.

With two clangs, the spear instantly knocks the Dawn one-handed sword away...

Following a graceful spin, the spear tip is already pointed at Mansfield's face. She has not even shifted into Dark Chloe mode, yet with just a move of four ounces deflecting a thousand pounds, she easily subdues her opponent.

Lost, just like that? Mansfield is unwilling, refusing to accept, attempting a spin to flank her from the side.

Unbeknownst to him, no matter his speed, his opponent is faster. This time, Sistine holds nothing back; the spear momentarily touches Mansfield's throat. Upon closer inspection, the spear tip has already pierced the skin, nearing the point of fatality.

The gap is too great. Cold sweat beads on Mansfield's forehead, "I-I concede."

Upon hearing this, Sistine reclaims her weapon with a flick, her hair gently rising. She composedly turns and walks away, immediately inciting waves of cheers in the viewing area.

It must be said, just these two revealed moves showcase a notable enhancement in strength, incomparable to before. Naturally, what people care about most is Sistine's unparalleled aura; though the battle was brief, it won this Elf Queen countless admirers.

If the Revenge Shadow Rider's battles are seen as an outward display of dominance, winning with a single strike.

Then her battle can be perfectly described by terms like nimble and graceful, like a dragonfly skimming the water, leaving a clear and straightforward impression.

And as for the third battle, drawn by Cantelu, it's uncertain whether the opponent will be from the humans or the Titan Elf clan.

Moments pass; it's still the humans. Surprisingly, the humans have drawn three seats in their debut battle, which, to some extent, is both lucky and unfortunate.

A few seconds later, a figure entirely cloaked in a black cloth cape steps down from Cantelu, its appearance causing the orc side to unleash thunderous roars! It is the ultimate ruler of the Cantelu clan, Leisenboer.