Ziye currently only wanted to confirm one thing: had Meijing overcome the natural obstacles through his own ability, or had he adjusted his system before she could?

Ziye was quite confident in her ability to adjust systems. The very first thing she learned on Silver Talisman Star was system adjustment; she believed few people could match her speed in that area, and the data on Li Chunyu indicated Meijing was a system idiot.

What in the world was going on?

Suspicion filled her mind, but she had no time to dwell on it. Stepping back while observing his movement patterns, she finally confirmed it: Meijing's system had been adjusted!

This meant, from the very beginning, this duel was never fair!

A surge of anger rose within Ziye. Was this the true nature of this supposed duel?

She was Tang Wen’s student, famous in her own right. If Meijing defeated her today, his reputation would naturally eclipse hers, and the tale told afterward would be that he was "the one superior to Tang Wen's students."

Meijing intended to use her as a stepping stone!

Ziye gazed at the blue mecha charging toward her, her eyes shining like jewels. Today, she would show him the caliber of a Tang Wen student!

Meijing missed Ziye with three blows and roared in frustration, "What kind of hero hides and dodges? Fight me head-on if you have the guts!"

Ziye remained utterly composed, her cool voice slicing through the comm system, "I apologize, I am not a hero; I am a woman."

Meijing was almost furious, charging forward to unleash another barrage of intense attacks on Ziye.

Ziye no longer evaded. She drew her Tri-Titanium blade and began to counterattack.

This played right into Meijing's trap.

He had been waiting for Ziye’s counter.

His reactions to the maneuvers of Ex-Bent and Blan were practically muscle memory. The moment Ziye attacked, he knew her next move, cutting off her path one step ahead, and beating her mercilessly!

The audience gasped in shock.

This was entirely Meijing’s showcase—a one-sided beating!

Ziye was utterly incapable of fighting back.

The cheerleading squad supporting Ziye, led by Lingyin, was nearly stunned into silence. How could this happen?

It was too brutal!

Even Ex-Bent and Li Chunyu showed signs of worry. The three exchanged a glance, sharing only one thought: the opponent was clearly prepared, and they were all too naive.

Perhaps the only ones sitting calmly were Tang Wen and Blan beside him.

Meijing, confident of victory, pressed his advantage, closing in for the final blow to end the duel. Suddenly, Ziye flickered and vanished. Meijing started, what kind of footwork was that? He had never seen it!

The next second, he felt a chilling sensation on his back and scrambled aside. Ziye did not pursue; when he finally turned back, he saw her smiling at him.

Meijing felt a sense of foreboding.

He suddenly realized Ziye was not as fragile as he had imagined.

Otherwise, how could his desperate, intense attacks have failed to scratch her even slightly?

Not everyone could withstand the Sixfold Force Field.

When Meijing first entered the fray, he didn't feel the strain, but after a fierce battle, weariness washed over him, his temples throbbing unpleasantly.

He had to finish this quickly!

He resolved himself and attacked again with all his might.

The red and blue mechas clashed. The Tri-Titanium blades met with a sharp clang. Ziye knew she couldn't rely on brute force. She angled her blade slightly, deflecting the momentum, executed a Flying Swallow Startling Dragon Step that made her seem like a phantom before him, then used an unparalleled Z-shaped trajectory to appear behind him, aiming a strike at his neck.

Meijing, expecting her to be in front, leaped backward, stumbling directly onto the tip of her blade. Startled, he tumbled sideways. Ziye followed up instantly, delivering a powerful horizontal kick to his mecha’s chest plate.

Meijing flew back dozens of meters, narrowly avoiding being sucked into the epicenter of a passing Void Storm, thanks to his extensive experience which allowed him to descend rapidly to the planet’s surface and plant himself firmly on the ground.

Ziye, positioned upwind, used the power of the Void Storm to send her Tri-Titanium blade hurtling toward Meijing once more.

Finally waiting for Ziye to attack proactively, Meijing felt not elation, but utter frustration.

For him right now, Du Shuangyu's intelligence file hadn't been helpful; instead, it had eroded his ability to judge independently. If he hadn't reviewed that file, he would have immediately used his combat