Ch 60: The invincible Ye Wusheng, Chen Yi is about to lose.

Ye Wusheng, no wonder he occupies the first place in the Galaxy Ranking. This guy and Liu Yu are worlds apart.

Moreover, the opponent’s physical body level is unexpectedly high, not inferior to his own.

Chen Yi showed a slight smile; this kind of battle is just right.

Only when the younger generation constantly breaks through limitations will Hua Country become stronger.

Heroes of the world are truly as numerous as the fish in the river; there is still a vast expanse of sky beyond the sky!

Before his words fell, Ye Wusheng once again appeared in front of Chen Yi, delivering a sweeping kick towards Chen Yi’s ribs.

This time, Chen Yi had experience and wouldn’t let him succeed so easily.

Chen Yi shifted his body slightly, using Space Warp to flash backward.

“Beep, Older Brother, the opponent is 2 seconds faster than us.”

Feili’s voice echoed in Chen Yi’s mind.

“Two seconds faster?”

Chen Yi was slightly stunned; in battle, two seconds could already allow for a lot of actions.

While speaking, Ye Wusheng’s attack appeared again; the iron fist of the mecha carried a fierce wind, breaking through layers of air.

Two seconds faster means Chen Yi’s power needs to surpass the limit of those two seconds.

The Chen Yi existing in this time segment seemed to have dropped frames; his figure began to become blurry.

Ye Wusheng’s eyes flashed with doubt. His fist was already in front, but under this device, Chen Yi seemed to have moved just now?

“Buzz!”

Looking at Chen Yi flying backward, Ye Wusheng seemed to have seen something particularly strange—Chen Yi actually crossed his fists to block at the moment 0.01 seconds before the attack arrived?

Could it be that he saw wrong? This shouldn’t be happening.

“Whoosh!”

Chen Yi exhaled a breath of Turbid Breath. Sure enough, this method works; he still needs to constantly adapt.

Chen Yi looked up at the black and red mecha in the distance. Truly worthy of being the Death God, possessing a Death God’s demeanor; this device is indeed quite unsolvable.

When the Death God appears, all time should stop, because your life has reached its end.

A black and red figure flashed; Chen Yi knew Ye Wusheng was coming again.

Chen Yi raised his spirits to 100%, focusing intently on observing Ye Wusheng’s every move.

In Chen Yi’s perspective, “Death God” was clearly still in the distance, but the mecha was slightly trembling.

“1.8!”

Ye Wusheng leaped into the air, alternating his feet.

Chen Yi’s expression changed, his eyes fixed on “Death God.” Chen Yi saw it—a double horizontal kick in mid-air, aimed at the face!

Chen Yi sidestepped, raising his left hand into a defensive position, lowering into a Horse Stance.

“Bang bang!”

“Dragon’s Tail Sweep!”

Chen Yi turned his body around in a circle, performing a spinning straight leg sweep.

“Older Brother, the device activation interval is 0.2 seconds.”

“Received, Feili.”

Ye Wusheng watched Chen Yi’s movements and finally confirmed his thoughts. He frowned slightly and retreated.

That leg swept across in front of him; Ye Wusheng, inside the mecha, could even hear the Sonic Boom.

Chen Yi seized this opportunity, jumped up, lay his body flat in the air, and launched a charged kick towards Ye Wusheng’s body.

“Buzz!”

Ye Wusheng stared at the oncoming attack, calmly walking in front of Chen Yi and raising his leg to press down on the airborne Chen Yi.

“Boom!”

Ye Wusheng’s strike caused the entire ruin to tremble. He sensed a lack of familiar ground pressure under his feet, knowing that Chen Yi had already used Space Warp to dodge.

Immediately afterward, Chen Yi appeared behind Ye Wusheng, launching a series of aerial kicks.

Ye Wusheng sensed something unusual, turned around, and protected his chest with both hands. The powerful force caused Ye Wusheng to slide backward along the ground.

Chen Yi stepped on Ye Wusheng’s arms, pressing down heavily and using Ye Wusheng’s body to jump backward.

The powerful force caused Ye Wusheng to continuously retreat, the mecha staggering a few steps.

“Type I, Fission Cluster Missile.”

“Type II, Splitting Ray.”

“Black Red Death Ray.”

A laser fired from above Ye Wusheng’s Barrier, interrupting the attack.

“Buzz!”

Time slowed down. Ye Wusheng looked at Chen Yi still in the air; he knew Chen Yi would definitely use Space Warp, but he didn’t know where.

If he’s not mistaken, it must be behind him.

The Death God turned around and performed a high sweep kick. He watched as the slow-moving Chen Yi bent down in the next second, having anticipated his attack.

“2!”

A laser from Feili’s shoulder struck Ye Wusheng, who crossed his arms to block.

“Boom!”

Chen Yi seized the opportunity, instantly shifting his position, using a raised leg to sweep away Ye Wusheng’s defensive arms.

Ye Wusheng retreated awkwardly a few steps; Chen Yi followed up with a sideways kick, sending Ye Wusheng flying to a distance.

“Buzz buzz!”

“Beep, mecha damage 20%.”

Ye Wusheng shook his head, frowning at the mecha in front of him. This guy is truly strange.

Liu Yu stood outside the arena, a slight smile playing on his lips; it was the first time he had seen Ye Wusheng suffer a setback.

Outsiders saw Ye Wusheng suppressing Chen Yi, but insiders immediately saw that Chen Yi was constantly adapting through the battle; Ye Wusheng was already starting to be suppressed by Chen Yi.

Listening to the mecha’s warning, the taciturn Ye Wusheng spoke to his opponent for the first time during the battle.

“You are very strong.”

Chen Yi assumed the Hong Fist stance of “One Finger Points to the Central Plains,” not daring to be the slightest careless.

“You too.”

“Death God” stood silently not far from Chen Yi, watching Chen Yi’s movements. His heart was suddenly moved.

What is the purpose of his constant cultivation and learning, of his constant research on mechas? What has he been struggling with?

This isn’t him; why does he keep maintaining that so-called facade?

Suddenly, the originally dim mecha emitted a red glow; the Barrier disappeared.

Ye Wusheng looked calmly at Chen Yi. In Hua Country, to have such an opponent is an honor.

Towards his own people, there is no need for “life or death,” no need for the so-called “victory.”

From the beginning, he wanted to maintain his invincible title; he feared that title being broken.

When he saw Liu Yu, his heart wavered; he felt as if bound by chains.

He also wanted to be as carefree as Liu Yu.

He had watched every one of Chen Yi’s matches; he claimed not to care, but his heart trembled slightly.

Chen Yi had created too many surprises, too many unknowns; he feared falling from his pedestal.

He had never found his true self. Ye Wusheng looked at his hands, realizing he shouldn’t be like this.

When he looked up, his eyes were sharp and unwavering.

Ye Wusheng had already thrown the victory of this battle to the back of his mind; he wanted a purely martial battle.

If he continued to use that despicable device, it would be an insult to himself.

Since Liu Yu could do it, he, Ye Wusheng, could naturally do it as well.

Ye Wusheng’s agent, responsible for constantly promoting him, had a gloomy expression, staring intently at Ye Wusheng.

This guy is so arrogant that he actually deactivated the device?

If Ye Wusheng loses, the invincible Ye Wusheng, constantly promoted to the outside world, will become a complete failure in the eyes of the public.

Their carefully crafted persona would instantly collapse. Thinking of this, they could only pray that Ye Wusheng would not lose.

Chen Yi seemed to sense the change in Ye Wusheng’s heart; the whole person seemed to become different.

Chen Yi suddenly smiled. Hua Country’s geniuses should be like this—constantly breaking through, constantly growing.

“Come.”

“Good.”

“Buzz buzz!”