Chapter 158: Precognitive Ability

"Do you want to rest for a while?" Wuzang asked. He didn't care about the attitude; when it came to sparring, he was serious.

"Why are you still being polite to her at a time like this, you straight man!" Lu Ying said. If she could win, she would definitely grab this woman by the hair and throw her out. You should never be polite to someone who comes to challenge your gym.

Dita smiled slightly. She actually had a good impression of Wuzang. "No need, it's just a warm-up."

The Gale Zero's laser sword was unsheathed, and the Dragon God Mecha's titanium blade was unsheathed. The atmosphere was clearly different from before; Dita had also become serious, and she slowly extended her laser sword horizontally, pointing it at Wuzang.

Wuzang spun his titanium blade into a flourish, gripped it in a reverse hold, and charged toward Dita with his engine roaring. A frontal assault!

Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang...

The reverse blade slashed crazily at the Gale Zero, while the Gale Zero's laser sword blocked every strike, parrying Wuzang's frantic attacks.

"Dita is too refined. You can't use wide, sweeping moves against her; you must suppress her in the details first. That's why the Wu Style reverse blade is faster and more suitable," Zhou Naiyi said. Her feeling of defeat quickly faded, replaced by a desire to learn. The gap was obvious, and closing that gap was what Zhou Naiyi needed to do.

"Wuzang should have the advantage in strength," Lu Ying said.

"Not really. If he could actually suppress her, he wouldn't have to work so hard. I feel like this firecracker girl's explosive power is even stronger than mine," Huo Ying muttered. He often sparred with Wuzang, and even heavy armor had a hard time defending against this kind of crazy reverse blade, yet Dita's Gale Zero hadn't taken a single step back.

Bang...

The laser sword and titanium blade locked together. Both mechas let out beast-like roars, crazily pitting their strength against each other, neither willing to give an inch. Since the advent of genetic technology, women also possessed prominent strength. Generally speaking, men were still stronger, but those top-tier female competitors were definitely not at a disadvantage in terms of power.

Bang...

Bang...

The Gale Zero suddenly pushed the Dragon God Mecha away, and the laser sword swept out. Wuzang immediately widened the distance. With a bang, the Gale Zero performed a Flash Strike—Centrifugal Stab, aimed directly at the Dragon God Mecha's chest. This position was the hardest to dodge.

Clang...

The Dragon God Mecha performed a swallow-flight retreat. The titanium blade and laser sword touched and immediately separated. Once the Dragon God Mecha landed after its jump-back to create distance, it charged toward the Gale Zero with a boom.

A

Flash Strike—Face-Return Dragon Awl Flash!

The Dragon God Mecha moved in a bizarre S-curve along a straight line to charge at the Gale Zero.

At this moment, hope burned in the eyes of Zhou Naiyi and the others. This was a recently popular Puppet God Skill, a super hard-to-defend finishing move. Wuzang had been practicing it silently and was now able to use it in actual combat.

Bang...

The Gale Zero retreated with a Flash Strike, causing Wuzang's charged ultimate move to miss. The refinement of a female pilot lies in the fact that even if their blood is boiling, they generally don't lose their heads. Dita's past experience in the S Tournament showed that her opponents' ultimate moves either missed or were caught, as if she could predict the future.

Wuzang wanted nothing more than for his opponent to clash head-on with this strike; even if it were blocked, he would definitely have gained an advantage. But with such a charged strike missing, the momentum shifted. The laser sword had already pushed into his chest, striking at vital points with every move. Dita was not in a hurry at all. Once she seized the advantage, she suppressed him steadily, continuously accumulating her lead while waiting for Wuzang to make a mistake.

Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang...

The laser sword transformed into a sky full of sword shadows, enveloping the Dragon God Mecha. Wuzang was teetering on the edge of defeat. The Tianjing Martial Arts training room was deathly silent. Could it be... were they going to be wiped out?

If this got out, how could they show their faces? Would they even participate in the S Tournament?

Zhou Naiyi was fine, but the confidence of Ma Long and the others was almost completely shattered. It felt like Dita was bullying kindergarteners; it felt like they were finished before she had even used her full strength. And the tournament was full of monsters like this. How the hell were they supposed to fight?

If this continued, Wuzang would be finished too.

Giving up was absolutely impossible. The high-intensity training during this period and the sudden pressure directly stimulated Wuzang's fighting spirit. The Wu Family's training had always been about soaring against the wind. With a roar, he slashed out with his reverse titanium blade, but the Gale Zero, which had been attacking wildly, performed a bizarre lateral shift to open up the distance.

At this moment, Wuzang's pupils turned red. Ma Long and the others were stunned for a moment before shouting wildly, "Golden Zone! Holy crap, Wuzang, Brother Wu is awesome! When did he break through? Holy crap, take her down!"

The group, who had already been in despair, suddenly ignited. What the hell were they afraid of? The Golden Zone was a realm that redefined the gap in strength.

Who would have thought that the little steel cannon had broken through without a word?

On the big screen, there was no joy on Wuzang's face. Hao Ge's special training method was truly effective. Having already felt the verge of a breakthrough, he had naturally tapped into the Golden Zone.

It was just that he didn't have much time now, and his state stability was poor. He didn't dare to use any more flashy moves. Catching the landing point of the opponent's lateral shift, he swung his titanium blade in a large arc with a forward grip, a strike that could not be avoided.

Flash Strike—Wu Style Oblique Moon!

Everyone's breathing seemed to stop. The surprise reversal of the Golden Zone combined with a high-explosive strike at the landing point—the Gale Zero no longer had any room to maneuver.

A smile appeared on the corner of Dita's mouth. Her pupils turned completely red instantly. Everything that was about to happen in the next second was captured in her mind. She met the strike with her laser sword.

Hum~~~

The laser sword not only blocked the fatal attack of the titanium blade, but the sliding force directly pressed the titanium blade down. At the same time, the Gale Zero performed a beautiful twist with its feet, and the laser sword slashed down.

Clang~~~~~

The entire arena was dead silent. Ma Long's mouth was wide enough to swallow a goose egg. Wuzang's Dragon God Mecha stood frozen like a wooden chicken; his titanium blade had been severed...

Zing...

The laser sword rested against the chest of the Dragon God Mecha...

Even after using the Golden Zone, he was still crushed. Dita didn't even move to finish off the Dragon God; she retracted her laser sword.

Killing the heart.

"Wuzang, you can never reach the height of martial law just like this," Dita said calmly as she stepped out. "Is this Tianjing Martial Arts? Shouldn't you let Li Hao come out now?"

If they had initially been intimidated by Dita's reputation, at this moment, Tianjing Martial Arts was completely beaten into submission. The person before them was as unreachable as a female War God.

This was the source of that kind of confidence. There was no looking down or being looked down upon; strength did the talking. There wasn't so much drama.

"The Team Leader is already on his way back," Tan Ziyuan said. The others remained silent. Zhou Naiyi and the others hadn't even recovered their senses yet. Wuzang, who had used the Golden Zone, had been completely outplayed. This could only mean that Dita was firmly a level above Wuzang.

Was this the kind of warrior standing at the pinnacle of the Solar System Alliance?

And not just a beauty icon.

"Oh, very well. Then I will wait for him. Can you give me a glass of water?" Dita smiled slightly, calm and composed. The recent battle had relaxed her mood. If you beat the small ones, you don't have to worry about the old ones not showing up.

The group was stunned. No one spoke. Ma Long ran to pour water and placed it in front of Dita with a slightly restrained manner, his eyes complex.

Being full of himself, he had once thought there was no girl he couldn't pursue; it only depended on whether he wanted to. Even if she were more outstanding than him, he could still use his ultimate move of pestering and drilling into the gaps of her heart. At worst, he just wouldn't catch her. When it came to picking up girls, he was fearless!

But looking at Dita, he understood a term—feeling inferior.

The gap was too large in every aspect. Some of his proud rhetoric and techniques suddenly seemed exceptionally tacky.

Everyone lost the desire to train and didn't want to talk, just waiting in the heavy atmosphere. Dita, however, was very relaxed and in excellent condition, even asking about Li Hao from time to time. Only Tan Ziyuan and Ma Long would respond with a sentence or two.

Wuzang was also very depressed. After mastering the Golden Zone, he had felt he had the strength to fight, but that final strike had been completely controlled. It was a huge blow to his confidence. Being defeated was one thing, but this feeling of the opponent being able to predict the future created a sense of being unable to win.

After five or six minutes of sitting on pins and needles, the door opened with a bang. Li Hao rushed in, covered in sweat. "What's wrong, what's wrong? Is there a fire? Is the damage bad?"

Seeing Li Hao, the group felt alive again; Lu Ying was more anxious than anyone, "Li Hao, someone is crashing the place!"

Zhou Naiyi was relatively calmer; this matter wasn't that simple, and one shouldn't make enemies casually before figuring things out, "Li Hao, this is the Team Leader of Star Sky Martial Arts, Dita Daliven. She just sparred with us, and we all lost, but it was just a friendly match."

Li Hao scanned the area and looked at Dita; Dita was also sizing up this Li Hao, who was wearing a delivery uniform with a huge logo—was this really that person???

Li Hao looked at Tan Ziyuan and wiped his sweat, "Is this the urgent matter you were talking about?"

He understood Tan Ziyuan's personality and knew she wasn't one to talk nonsense; if it had been Ma Long or Lu Ying, he wouldn't have been so worried.

Tan Ziyuan waved her hands helplessly, "Team Leader, we were almost beaten into disbanding; isn't this urgent?"

Li Hao's Skycom rang; he hurriedly made a shushing gesture, and the moment he opened it, the person on the other end started roaring, "Li Hao, where the hell did you die!"

"Boss, the vehicle broke down, I'm currently sprinting..." Li Hao wiped his sweat.

"I don't care, hurry up, if you delay things, I'll skin you alive, and also, no taking a taxi!" The person on the other end hung up with a bang.

Li Hao let out a sigh of relief, "You guys continue; what's there to fear about losing? Since she's already here, accompany the guest and practice well, fight until you win. I have things to do."

Dita had already stood up, "Li Hao, how long do you intend to hide? I flew over from the Moon just to have a fair and square fight with you; what, do you lack the guts?"

Li Hao was speechless; isn't this person crazy? She was on the Moon yesterday, and she took a space flight to Earth just for this? Are the brains of rich people all abnormal?

"If I finish fighting you, will you stop bothering me?" Li Hao said helplessly.

"Heh, yes!" Dita couldn't be bothered to argue; did he think he was some irresistible prize?

"Fine, hurry up!" Li Hao dashed into the operation room; damn it, this really delayed things. Ma Laoshi was right about one thing: pretty women are all trouble, and Moon women are the most troublesome.

"Li Hao, be careful, this person is extremely strong and has the Golden Zone!" Zhou Naiyi warned.

Dita glanced at Zhou Naiyi and smiled slightly, then looked at the other girls; hmph, hmph, this anxious emotion was a bit too concerned, and that one with the chest as big as a hammer had a shifty look in her eyes.

Dita still chose the Gale Zero, while Li Hao chose the Black Night Saber.

The Skycom rang again; a message, the boss's copy-paste routine death-threat, "Li Hao, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, the guest is urging again!"

Bang bang...

Two Mobile Suits entered the Arena; everyone widened their eyes. It was rare to see the Team Leader so anxious, and everyone was outwardly calm but panicking on the inside—how is this supposed to be fought?

Zhou Naiyi was also worried; Li Hao's current mood wasn't right, and his focus was scattered. Facing such a top-tier expert, one's heart must be calm first.

Zing...

The match began; on the spectator view, Dita's pupils had already turned red—starting off by opening the Golden Zone???

What is she trying to do? Not giving a way out? Shouldn't a spar involve exchanging a few moves first?

Boom...

The Black Night Saber charged, rapidly closing the distance; Dita opened her Laser Shield, held her Laser Sword diagonally, forming a defensive stance, and fully unleashed her Mental Power. Everything was in her field of vision, and even the movements of the Black Night Saber were slowing down.

... A linear attack???

Dita's Golden Zone not only comprehensively enhanced herself but also possessed an extraordinary ability: the high probability of being able to predict the opponent's movement trajectory. This was a very mysterious feeling; the opponent's trajectory would be marked out like a golden ray of light.

Hum...

Flash Strike, a streak of red light swept past...

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