Ji You didn’t believe in bad luck and looked for others who appeared easier to tackle, issuing challenges, but without exception, all were rejected.
Could this be the loneliness one must endure after gaining fame?
The so-called loneliness at the summit, her rise to fame already made few dare to challenge her to a match?
Actually—Ji You was overthinking it. The majority rejected her not because her strength was intimidating, but rather her battle style was too underhanded, too outlandish, and too flashy, simply unbearable for them.
After all, facing the Rag Queen in a match required serious mental preparation, as her tactics were highly unconventional. Just when you think you have it in the bag, you might take a hard fall. That aside, it’s normal for competitions to have wins and losses. But? The Rag Queen was too crafty, constantly whipping out annoying tactics. Even if you lose, you might be infuriated to death, possibly even to the point of having a heart attack.
Many people refuse to compete with the Rag Queen, not because they fear losing, but because they fear losing disgracefully.
Ji You didn’t realize this and continued to reject the terrifying opponents while seeking out those who seemed easier to bully.
On the other side, after stepping out, Yue Qiyuan immediately stopped Shen Changqing who was about to enter the second match: "Changqing... wait a moment, I have something to say."
Shen Changqing turned around, looking at him: "Ayuan, what’s the matter?"
Yue Qiyuan frowned and said, "Just now, you fell for the Rag Queen’s tricks; you shouldn’t have used the antique mech." In his view, if Shen Changqing didn’t use the antique mech, he would definitely win.
This honest kid, was brainwashed by the Rag Queen in just a few sentences, throwing away his biggest advantage and instead choosing a mech he was unfamiliar with and not good at?
That would be a sure loss.
Yue Qiyuan couldn’t understand this at all.
Upon hearing this, Shen Changqing’s tense lips slightly relaxed, and he softly said, "I think what she said made a lot of sense."
Yue Qiyuan paused, then said after a while, "You... you didn’t really believe the nonsense she was spouting, did you?"
Shen Changqing shook his head, his black eyes twinkling, saying, "Ayuan, you are being biased. After actually testing it out, I found her training method to be very good and suitable for me. I don’t know about the future, but right now, I want to challenge myself, continually challenge myself, break through my limitations! It’s precisely because the antique mech isn’t good at anything, that it better highlights an individual’s abilities."
That’s it, it’s over...
Hearing Shen Changqing’s words, why did he have this ominous feeling?
Shen Changqing continued, "My previous thinking was also flawed, thinking that only by piloting the best mech and mastering more complex systems was a demonstration of ability, and the way to continually train my combat skills. But—now I truly believe that only by using the worst mech can you realize your shortcomings and weaknesses. Do you know what it feels like to pilot an antique mech?"
This is the rhythm of being hopelessly poisoned.
Yue Qiyuan’s face was already turning dark, he asked, "What does it feel like?"
Shen Changqing’s tone became unintentionally cheerful, even a bit happy, saying, "The antique mech is too slow, especially when trying to escape, you have to pay close attention to the opponent’s movements, therefore, it’s more about focusing on spiritual power. At that moment, it’s not about speed, but about controlling and utilizing spiritual power."
This was an unexpected discovery, and a delightful surprise.
Using Spiritual Silk to observe the opponent’s movement trajectory, predicting their attack method, finding the best driving route... All these require the use of spiritual power to calculate in a short time.
Yue Qiyuan, upon hearing this, remained silent.
Shen Changqing spoke excitedly for a while, then he stopped, glanced at the time hurriedly, turned around, and apologized to Yue Qiyuan, "Ayuan, I suggest you also try an antique mech in a few matches, then you’ll understand. No more talking, I need to start the next match."
Yue Qiyuan seemed to think of something, and asked with disbelief, "Aqing, you’re not going to use the antique mech in the next match, are you?"
Shen Changqing nodded without hesitation, saying, "Of course."
Yue Qiyuan was so astounded he nearly choked.
He could only watch helplessly as Shen Changqing left him in the dust, entered the arena, pulled out an antique mech, and he was powerless to stop him.
Yue Qiyuan sighed deeply, even harboring a bizarre thought: Could it be that the Rag Queen was not fooling around, but was actually telling the truth?
Yue Qiyuan really wanted to convince himself to believe her, but—
But he always felt something was off, feeling that the truth was not such a lofty reason; the words of the Rag Queen were probably nonsense, a deceitful trick.
Yue Qiyuan could not stop Shen Changqing, hurriedly followed him into the arena, wanting to see Shen Changqing’s next match.
The opponent might have been weak, as Shen Changqing won this round quite easily, ending it within 5 minutes.
Then, without waiting for Yue Qiyuan to speak to Shen Changqing, Shen Changqing immediately started the next round. This time, the opponent was quite skilled and even used a Tracking Particle Cannon, catching Shen Changqing off-guard, leading to his loss.
Yue Qiyuan quickly seized the opportunity, dragging Shen Changqing aside, "See, you lost, right? I told you antique mechs are unreliable. Don’t use them anymore. Once others are willing to spend points on a Tracking Particle Cannon, you can’t do much about it, you see how quickly the battle ended, that’s the proof."
Who knew, Shen Changqing was indifferent, his tone even carried a hint of excitement, "Facing this kind of opponent, I already have some ideas. Next time, I definitely won’t lose so quickly."
Yue Qiyuan couldn’t help but tremble, opening his mouth wide, "Are you going to stubbornly stick with the antique mech?"
Shen Changqing smiled, a bit shyly, saying, "It’s not about stubbornly sticking to it forever, I want to pilot the antique mech to test my capacities." Like speed, response, computation, Spiritual Control...
Yue Qiyuan couldn’t help but stop smiling, frowning, "Aqing, you need to understand one thing: antique mechs suit the Rag Queen, but they might not suit you."
Shen Changqing said, "Hmm, I know, Ayuan, I’m going for the next match. Oh, and I really suggest you try it too. Only after trying it yourself will you understand what I mean." He left these words behind and immediately entered the next match.
He felt like spitting blood, nearly choking to death.