Marvelous Mecha

It was already late at night when this matter was dealt with. Feng Yi's second match should be arranged for two days later, given the large number of contestants.

As for his current abilities, improvement seems incredibly difficult unless he finds a new path, which is obviously contrary to Feng Yi's original direction of effort.

As the saying goes, if you don't progress while rowing upstream, you'll regress. Besides maintaining the necessary basic training daily, he doesn't need to deliberately enhance himself now. Sometimes it's better to quiet the mind and contemplate deeper issues, such as natural phenomena, philosophical understanding, or even just watching TV, taking a walk outside, and enjoying flowers and grass. Who knows, one day he might have an epiphany.

Of course, other contestants have support teams, especially as they advance further. By the time they reach the top hundred, various countries' officials might actively eliminate any worries for you. Feng Yi is no exception in this regard.

Adhering to the principle of keeping a low profile, except for the Blade Warrior and a few friends, almost no one knows his whereabouts, which indeed saves a lot of trouble.

It's important to remember that this arena, holding millions, is not just spotlighting him; there are many rising stars, and it's not unusual for others to be as famous as he is, so Feng Yi isn't worried about reporters chasing him relentlessly every day.

The competition proceedings remain fiery and thriving. It was said that Freedom Port was bustling. The next morning, Feng Yi was attracted by the aroma of specialty food along the street as he walked against the morning glow...

Feng Yi could feel the genuine joy radiating from those around him, as events like these are rare every few decades.

He didn't notice until he arrived at the stall that two tables were arguing.

Different from usual quarrels, because this is Freedom Port, where major powers can freely come and go, in other words, whether Titans Elves, humans, or Cantelu, they all have the right to come and go freely. Of course, law enforcement here is strict; as long as no wars or illegal fighting occur, no one will interfere.

Upon listening in, he finally understood the reason; both parties were arguing because of the contestants they supported.

One was from Saudi, and the other was from Titan Elves. Cross-racial quirks in quarreling were indeed a first-time sight.

Although the elf was an ordinary elf, one might even call her common folk since she wasn't even a noble. Yet she still had beauty that surpassed many human women, her soft voice giving off a shy feeling when speaking.

Despite looking timid, she stood her ground on this matter, saying, "Queen Sistine is the strongest. She's definitely going to defeat Mirami."

"Impossible, Mirami is one of Hell's Gate's Four Heavenly Kings, and he possesses supernatural mental abilities."

"Mental abilities? Can they be eaten?"

"Fool, mental abilities are powers; you can't eat them. Believe me, Sistine will soon be defeated. I can bet you on it."

"Go ahead, place a bet. How does it work, what happens if you lose, and what if you win?"

"Well..." The man blushed a little and said, "Hey, we seem destined; if I lose, I'll be your boyfriend, and if I win, you'll be my girlfriend."

"In your dreams."

The elf's face reddened as she was not entirely unwilling to accept this appealing proposal, but city folks are just too charming; they were clearly in opposition earlier, at daggers drawn, yet somehow... they ended up flirting, leaving her unsure how to respond.

But the elf wasn't foolish. Human men were considered hot property among the Titans Elves, so she replied in a nearly inaudible voice, "Okay, I agree."

"Please, lady, speak louder, I truly can't hear you."

"I said I agree with you. Here's my contact information." After speaking, the elf handed a card to the man and quickly ran away; she was indeed adorably shy...

What astonished Feng Yi wasn't this, but the fluency of her Mandarin.

Mandarin, as a global language, is the hardest knowledge to master among both races. The Titans Elves' learning abilities were so strong that in just a few years, it became a widely shared compulsory course for them, proof that they possess faster learning capabilities than humans.

Of course, it could also be simplicity; after all, Titans Elves aren't used to scheming, they're somewhat naïve, which accelerates their learning speed when focusing on one thing. Yet this is also the elves' most precious quality.

Clearly, Sistine and Mirami are not short on attention.

This wasn't surprising as well, having just finished the elimination rounds, entering the popular phase where the quality was still inconsistent, a real mixed bag. Such stakes were indeed enough for people to look forward to.

He lowered his head to ponder for a bit, deciding to go over and take a look.

Feng Yi entered the contestant observation area, where a large crowd's gaze swiftly turned upon him, as if even the considered impending competitors in the arena lost their appeal with his arrival.

That's right, based on individual strength, every officially recognized warrior has the qualification to temporarily observe within the respective tier division. Even though this is a high-rank warrior observation area, in other words, everyone here is a First-Order warrior evaluated genuinely and effectively by various countries.

But when everyone, including Feng Yi, stood on the same stage as this legendary warrior, any glamour seemed instantly insignificant.

Yes, he is Feng Yi, the Revenge Shadow Rider, infamously known as a taciturn warrior, solitary and willful, at least his personality stays such when he transforms into Revenge Shadow Rider.

Looking at this brother whose looks exceeded the tenfold perfect line, quite a few beauties on site became infatuated, eyes sparkling with countless little stars...

Accompanied by his extraordinary vision, eyes experienced in letting the warmth and coldness pass, he truly carries an indescribable demeanor.

Excluding Feng Yi's caliber, in a certain sense, none present are qualified to stand alongside him. But after all, Feng Yi is also human, complying with the rules, and his behavior remains approachable. To avoid crowding, he still swaggered in, prompting an unprecedented quiet in the surrounding air.

A girl clearly couldn't hold back, stepping forward to greet, but just as she made a sound, she was swiftly pulled back by another nearby, whispering, "We're all top warriors, keep low-key, don't lose face."

Nearby were three Federal Mainland warriors, the Iserin female group, who had seen Feng Yi before. To be precise, Feng Yi had casually saved some of them; they evidently took out phones and paper, clearly intending to ask for autographs. But upon hearing that individual speak, the three girls were awkward.

They looked at each other, blushed, and quietly returned to the stand.

The reason they're with multinational warriors is mainly to obtain intelligence. However, with Feng Yi's arrival, the atmosphere noticeably shifted, as if people's attention diverted from the arena to him.