Mecha Era: Ascending to Godhood Alone

"Ambush!"

"Stay calm, form the snake formation, the enemy is at 9 o'clock. Xiao Dao and Mao San, hold the front line."

"Liao Hang and Xiao Zhao, move from the flanks and encircle them."

"The rest, advance in an S-line!"

As soon as Li Yi took down one opponent, Lin Qin quickly reacted, issuing commands with precision to stabilize their formation. Her tactical command prowess was impressive, forcing Li Yi to reconsider his approach.

"This Lin Qin is quite a strategist. I planned to take down another one, but I guess I'll have to retreat for now," Li Yi thought, seeing no opportunity to strike. Patience was key in a hunt, and taking out a top-ten ranked opponent was already a significant achievement, likely earning him five or six points.

Though his throwing skill was at an advanced level, hitting a target over thirty meters away required precision and luck. Executing such a perfect throat strike was partly fortune.

His next step was to draw them out.

He began to run.

...

"Li Yi has made his move!"

"Wow, what a precise throw, directly piercing Lin Huan's throat! And Lin Huan was a top-ten contender."

From the stands, more spectators turned their attention to Li Yi's clash with Lin Qin's team.

"This is it, Li Yi's in action. Can he withstand their counterattack?"

"No doubt, that throw was incredible, and didn't you see how fast Li Yi can run? Looks like he's planning to kite Lin Qin."

"Amazing, absolutely amazing!"

...

Lou Cheng, watching calmly, thought, "No worries. With Lin Qin's reputation and command skills, Li Yi is likely to lose, and hopefully, he loses big."

As Li Yi's squad leader, after several scares, Lou Cheng hoped for a quick end so he could manage the fallout.

...

"Could that runner be the top-ranked Li Yi?"

"Damn, he's fast. Is he a reincarnated rabbit?"

Lin Qin's team, wary of further ambushes, executed a perfect response but lost speed in the process. Attempts to catch Li Yi caused discrepancies in their formation due to varying speeds, and some recognized his rank number, hesitating to chase.

Facing the top-ranked player, many understood charging in might be costly, especially if even Lin Qin couldn't secure his points solo.

As the chase continued, frustration grew among the team members. Li Yi's endurance and speed were exceptional.

"That guy's running like the wind! Does he have noble blood too?" someone murmured.

Lin Qin, gritting her teeth, her face flushed with determination, announced, "I'll cut him off! Everyone else, maintain formation and keep up. If he escapes, he'll target us again!"

Understanding her intent, the team adjusted their pace, aligning into a single line. Lin Qin, finishing her words, accelerated, her speed reaching a human pinnacle.

Her aura shifted, exuding an ethereal mist-like presence, her complexion vibrant. She surged forward, transforming into a red blur.

Li Yi, sensing the shift, felt a pang of anxiety. "A hereditary technique, definitely!"

Realizing Lin Qin's noble status and her adept use of hereditary skills, Li Yi knew she was formidable. Observing her restraint in previous battles, he deduced the technique was taxing. Her current burst meant she understood the threat he posed.

If she failed to stop him now, Li Yi's guerrilla tactics would whittle her team down. But Lin Qin's decision to unleash her full power increased the pressure on Li Yi.

Running was no longer an option—he had to fight.

Li Yi steadied his breathing, pushing his combat skills to the limit, entering a heightened state of focus.

Then, a sudden stop and turn to face his opponent.

Smack!

Their fists collided, creating ripples in the air. They continued exchanging blows, maintaining a surprising equilibrium over several rounds.

Realizing her attacks were being neutralized, Lin Qin decided to unleash her full power.

"Die!" she shouted, her fists moving with blinding speed.

Even viewers watching the live simulation struggled to follow her strikes due to the frame rate.

Smack!

Li Yi caught her fist, pulling her in for an iron shoulder strike, sending her reeling. But before she could fly away, he grabbed her shoulder, pressing with his fingers.

Rip!

Her clothing tore, revealing a blood-red imprint on her shoulder. The audience was transfixed, and the online chat exploded with comments.

Li Yi's decisive blow followed—his right fist struck Lin Qin's chest, dealing a lethal blow, pushing her into a near-death state.

As her teammates arrived, they saw her form dissolving into light particles, bewildered by her sudden defeat.

...

"What just happened?"

"How did Li Yi suddenly gain the upper hand and take out Lin Qin?"

"Incredible, truly incredible."

"Can someone explain what Li Yi did to win against Lin Qin?"

"Lin Qin's speed and strength were clearly superior at that moment."

"Did the simulation engine glitch?"

"Hard to comprehend, really hard to understand."

Spectators flooded the chat with their confusion, while the officials watching were equally puzzled, save for a few who had vague ideas.