CHAPTER 966: CHAPTER 410: SHOWDOWN (5-IN-1) PART 4

At the scene, everyone erupted when Su Ming agreed.

The people from the Fifth Legion and the Sixth Legion laughed sarcastically.

"Did I hear wrong? He actually wants to fight the young master?"

"Truly overestimating himself!"

"He’s definitely going to lose!"

"Haha!"

...

"Oh no! It’s all over this time."

Vickers clutched his chest painfully and said as he saw Su Ming agree.

At that moment, Mo Xiu saw Su Ming agree and spoke with admiration.

"Truly gutsy, then it’s settled, see you at the arena at two in the afternoon."

"Alright!"

Su Ming nodded firmly.

"Alright, everyone, let’s disperse."

Mo Xiu addressed all the officers present.

The officers, hearing Mo Xiu’s words, got up and left while discussing among themselves.

Luo Kui and others also left with Mo Xiu.

At that moment, Su Ming led Lady Hai Lan and her daughter down from the podium.

Vickers Major General came over anxiously and said.

"Oh dear, Su Ming, didn’t you see the message I sent you?"

"I saw it."

Su Ming replied with a smile.

"Then why did you agree? You shouldn’t have agreed to the duel, you’ve fallen into his trap."

Vickers sighed and said.

"Why do you say that?"

Su Ming asked curiously.

"You don’t know Mo Xiu, he’s a Third Generation New Human, and he’s also injected with the Fourth Generation Gene Potion. He studied under General Helagar; his talent is extraordinary and has grown to a terrifying level. It’s said that even General Helagar can’t deal with him now! If you duel with him in mecha combat, with your skills you might have a bit of hope, but in ancient martial arts, you have no chance at all!"

Vickers said helplessly.

Su Ming was also surprised after hearing Vickers’ words, not expecting Mo Xiu to be one of the very rare Third Generation New Humans.

Normally, Second Generation New Humans are already rare, and on the basis of the Second Generation New Humans, naturally mutated Third Generation New Humans are even rarer—countable on one hand within the entire Federation.

And these Third Generation New Humans typically have exceptional abilities.

But Su Ming quickly adjusted his mindset and said to Vickers and others.

"I got it, let’s go."

"Sigh."

Vickers sighed and didn’t continue speaking.

...

Noon · Inside the lounge.

Su Ming sat on the sofa, checking Mo Xiu’s information with his wristband, and the more he read, the more surprised he became.

This guy is really as formidable as Vickers said.

"What to do? What to do?"

Vickers paced back and forth in the room.

Rhein and others were also anxious, like ants on a hot pan.

Su Ming turned off the wristband and looked at everyone, speaking helplessly.

"Honestly, I’m not worried, why are you all so worried?"

Vickers spoke with frustration.

"Ah, Su Ming, you really shouldn’t have agreed to the duel."

"Then according to you, what should I do?"

"You finally managed to stand your ground in the debate, even if both sides have credit, we could at least split it evenly."

"No way."

Su Ming immediately rejected Vickers’ idea.

"Sigh!"

Vickers sighed helplessly seeing Su Ming’s stubbornness.

At that moment, Lady Hai Lan also spoke with guilt toward Su Ming.

"Mr. Su Ming, should we give up? I’m really sorry for putting you in this situation."

She saw everything that happened in the conference hall.

Su Ming had gone against the entire Sky Dome City for the sake of her and her daughter.

"Lady Hai Lan, no need to say more, I won’t give up, please trust me."

"Alright."

Hai Lan looked at Su Ming with misty eyes.

...

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Afternoon.

Wind Dome Arena

The arena isn’t very large, just tens of thousands of square meters, structured like an ancient gladiatorial ring.

In the arena, the central area is a spacious competitive platform. Mo Xiu stood on it with his hands behind his back, the edges of the platform were lined with two wooden racks holding various cold weapons.

Surrounding the platform were many seats filled with leaders and officers from various legions, making it very lively.

"Who do you think will win this fight?"

"Isn’t that obvious? Definitely Mo Xiu will win; I’ve never seen him lose."

"That Su Ming is really overestimating his capabilities, daring to challenge our young master."

...

Everyone discussed enthusiastically.

At that moment, Su Ming entered with Rhein and others.

"Look, Su Ming is here!"

"What’s the use of coming, probably won’t last long before being beaten down."

...

The crowd began to discuss upon seeing him.

Soon, Su Ming and the others reached the bottom of the stage.

"Boss, go for it! Even though everyone thinks you can’t win, I believe you can create a miracle."

Rhein took a deep breath and encouraged Su Ming.

"That’s right, we believe in you."

Ankaga and others echoed.

Su Ming’s mouth twitched slightly upon hearing them.

"Thank you all."

At that moment, Lady Hai Lan took a deep breath and, showing a gentle smile, spoke to Su Ming.

"Mr. Su Ming, don’t put too much pressure on yourself, just do your best, it’s okay even if you lose."

Although she very much wanted to restore her nation, Hai Lan understood how strong the opponent Su Ming was facing, and she didn’t want Su Ming to feel too pressured about this fight.

"I understand."

Su Ming nodded slightly, then raised his hand to unbutton his military uniform and handed it to Rhein.

Rhein took it respectfully.

Next, Su Ming unbuttoned the collar and cuffs of his white shirt and gradually walked onto the stage.

Soon, he stood in front of Mo Xiu.