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Bill was feeling quite frustrated.
The mech battle had turned out to be rather suffocating.
From the very first encounter, he understood Jufeng's true capabilities. Although Jufeng's reaction in the follow-up was astonishing, it was far from standard technique. It was like a high jump competition; Jufeng was the type of reckless youth who managed to clear 1.8 meters with a standing long jump, earning a round of applause. However, in front of a professional athlete who could effortlessly clear 1.9 meters with a backflip, he could only bow his head in defeat. Bill even thought that even if he won this time, he would willingly accept being Jufeng's underling. This was a prodigy; the unconventional move he pulled off during their first encounter was something Bill knew he could never replicate in his lifetime.
Thus, Bill sent a communication through the mech to Jufeng to express his thoughts. To his surprise, Jufeng ignored him completely and cut off the communication, displaying an attitude of not backing down. Bill, being a spirited young man himself, felt his fighting spirit ignited and launched a barrage of attacks against Jufeng.
However, Bill still held back for now and did not unleash his more lethal weapons. Otherwise, if his Shell hit Jufeng —who was clearly inexperienced—it would likely result in a catastrophic failure.
That said, while Jufeng's combat abilities were lacking, his piloting skills were commendable. Even compared to Bill, who had been piloting mechs for nearly ten years, Jufeng held his own.
Trailing behind Jufeng as he dodged left and right into the asteroid field, Bill was initially surprised but soon understood. It seemed this guy was still struggling desperately, hoping to lose Bill in the maze of asteroids. But what good would that do? It would only prolong his defeat. Did he really think he could escape with such limited talent?
Sitting in the mech, Bill felt like a general mounted on a magnificent steed, exuding an air of confidence. He pushed the throttle all the way down, and the mech surged forward like a streak of light, gliding gracefully through the asteroid field.
Jufeng had already faced numerous near-misses while being pursued. Suddenly noticing Bill accelerating behind him, he spat in frustration and also increased his speed. In an instant, his mech—previously resembling a wilting willow—seemed to come alive again and shot forward comically fast, disappearing from view along with Bill's mech.
"Hey? Where did they go? They vanished!"
As the main display lost track of both mechs, the captivated audience quickly shifted their attention to Wade and Zhu Mao.
Wade shrugged, seemingly finding it hard to hold any admiration for these young competitors with their various tricks. He coldly remarked, "The signal waves in the Meteor Belt are poor; just wait for the results!"
The crowd felt disappointed, realizing they were about to miss the final exciting moment.
(To be continued)
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