Zero didn't reply, but continued to suppress the Heavenly Emperor Armor with his exquisite swordsmanship. The Sixteen Styles of Lingxiao were performed in his hands like flowing water, and each strike hit the vital point directly. Ye Tiandi fought more and more fiercely, but the energy of his shield continued to decrease. His proud Heavenly Emperor Armor now seemed extremely clumsy.
Shadow Killer couldn't help but laugh in the chat room: "Emperor Ye Tian's confident face must be cracking right now, right?" The Black Tortoise Guard added: "Who told him to be so blind as to pick Number Zero? This is the last stop in the Black Iron Zone to send off the prodigy!"
Ye Tiandi gradually sensed something was amiss. The opponent's swordsmanship was incredibly skilled, not like some random, street-level technique, but rather one steeped in the profound meaning of a sect's heritage. He sneered into the communication channel, "A disciple of the Lingxiao Sect, huh? Didn't I have enough of your beatings during the day? Now you're here to throw yourself at me again? Tell me, which defeated senior brother sent you as reinforcement?"
Zero's movements were still clean and neat, the psychic lightsaber cut through the air, and each strike accurately weakened the shield of the Emperor's armor. There was not a single unnecessary movement, as if he had not heard Emperor Ye's provocation at all.
Ye Tiandi felt a growing sense of unease. He stared at the data analysis on the screen, muttering to himself, "Something's wrong... This mecha's performance is clearly inferior to mine, so why is its energy utilization so high? Its output is practically lossless. Who...who is this guy?"
Zero's mech continued to dart around nimbly, moving like a streak of lightning within the attack range of the Emperor's armor. The powerful psychic shield, so proud of Ye Tiandi, gradually began to show signs of fatigue. Ye Tiandi, enraged, suddenly activated the energy burst mode of the armor's core, causing the psychic energy fluctuations to increase dramatically.
Xiang Fan frowned in the cockpit. "The shield is as thick as a city wall. This guy's spiritual energy reserves are truly terrifying. If this continues, I could scrape him till dawn and he wouldn't collapse."
His hand speed suddenly increased dramatically, activating a hidden function of the mecha, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "In this case, let's try this."
A series of red warnings popped up frantically on the cockpit screen: "Warning! Energy output exceeds the limit! Current output rate is 115%! Warning! Overclocking mode activated, extremely high risk!"
Xiang Fan looked at these prompts without changing his expression. His fingers continued to manipulate rapidly, and he smiled: "Who cares? As long as I can get it done with one sword, it's fine."
Zero's mecha suddenly erupted with an unprecedented psychic brilliance. The entire mecha seemed to be infused with new life, and the psychic lightsaber's radiance was so bright that it was blinding. Almost instantly, Zero rushed towards Ye Tiandi like lightning, so fast that even the shadow killers watching the battle couldn't help but shout, "Fuck, boss, this is too fierce!"
There was a golden light in front of Ye Tiandi's eyes, and before he even had time to react, he heard a sharp explosion.
"Boom!" The shield of the Emperor's armor completely collapsed under the golden light. The psychic lightsaber accurately slashed across the waist of the mecha, cutting the Emperor's armor into two pieces. The core energy instantly failed and was completely paralyzed.
Ye Tiandi stared blankly at his gradually disintegrating mecha. His lips moved, but no sound came out. A cold message popped up on his screen: "System abnormality, psychic core damaged, forced offline."
Zero calmly put away his lightsaber and slowly retreated to his original position. His movements were like those of a craftsman who had just completed a task, neat and tidy without any intention of showing off.
Ye Tiandi's mecha transformed into tiny specks of light and dissipated in the wind. His communication channel remained silent for a few seconds before the system forcibly kicked him off the login screen, leaving the entire field in a dead silence. Shadow Killer couldn't help but sigh, "Boss, that's not called winning. That's called writing a history lesson for him."
The Xuanwu guard laughed heartily: "Number Zero is Zero. He was scraping and scraping, but someone just chopped him off with a sword!"
Ling Ruoxi's subdued exclamation came from Xiang Fan's communication channel: "Boss, you are really... too powerful."
Xiang Fan sat in the cockpit, rubbing his aching wrist and muttering softly, "Overclocking mode is really unreliable. I almost broke it with my shaking hands." He looked up at the empty battlefield and breathed a sigh of relief. "Next time... I have to think of a more stable method."
In the Baixing Sect's training cabin, Emperor Ye Tian stared blankly at the mechanical core on his chest. "Why? Why is this happening? A mere Qi training-level mecha...how could it defeat me?"
Endless anger and shame surged in his heart: "Zero... I must find you! Next time, I will make you kneel before me!"
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