10:30.
All the lights in the gymnasium went out at once, and the background audio was turned up. As Cheng Feng and Xiang Yunjian loaded into the map, a three-dimensional miniature overhead view of a city appeared in midair.
The howling wind whipped against the walls of the venue, and the flags atop the high-rises were tossed violently in the gale.
Jiang Linxia shuddered for no apparent reason and laughed. “A bit cold – though that might just be Xiang Yunjian’s cold heart.”
The entry perspective for San Yao went to Cheng Feng – this used to be Xiang Yunjian’s signature treatment.
The spectators nearby were also talking more about Cheng Feng. A veteran like Xiang Yunjian, it seemed, was no longer news.
Jiang Linxia crossed his arms, wearing a detached, mischievous look, and said, “I wonder if Cheng Feng has cooked up anything during these past few days she’s been missing.”
They’d been calling out to Cheng Feng in their group chat over the past few days, but she wasn’t around. The occasional time she did pop up, she’d simply leave a short message: “Muted,” “Training in the dark room,” “In seclusion.” It made the rest of them feel like she was about to achieve some legendary level of skill, and they urged Xiang Yunjian to step up his training too – lest he end up getting pecked in the eye by a hawk, delaying the military department assessment and losing the league gold cup.
The countdown ended.
Cheng Feng and Xiang Yunjian stood at opposite corners of the map. As soon as the restrictions were lifted, they both moved toward the center, closing in on each other. Their movements were quiet and automatic, like two strangers with an unspoken understanding.
A voice cut abruptly into the background.
“This map’s special mechanics… aren’t really all that special.”
Yan Shen thought it sounded somewhat familiar. Someone in the back row murmured, “That’s Mr. Luo from the Command Department.”
Yan Shen understood. With such an unorthodox style of commentary, it had to be a commentator arranged by the joint university itself.
Sure enough, another host commentator soon joined in.
“Sorry I’m late – my classes have been pretty tight. We’re guest commentators from the United Federation University, and I’m truly honored to be working with Mr. Luo today. My surname is Su,” said a younger female voice. “This match is full of highlights, and our teaching and research group has been looking forward to it for a long time.”
Her voice carried a relaxed coolness, and she spoke rapidly, “Will Cheng Feng snatch the MVP away from Xiang Yunjian, or will Xiang Yunjian put an end to Cheng Feng’s unprecedented winning streak? Speaking of which, Cheng Feng was actually scouted by Xiang Yunjian from Post-War Star – I wonder if he ever imagined, back during that assessment, that things would turn out like this today.”
She had barely finished her opening remarks when Xiang Yunjian’s Breaking Army had already entered the city center, and his trace vanished from the radar map display.
Immediately after, Cheng Feng’s mech also disappeared from the monitoring system.
Ms. Su said, “The special mechanic for this map is signal jamming. The central third of the area falls within the jamming zone. Mr. Luo, do you think this puts Cheng Feng at a disadvantage?”
Mr. Luo pondered for a moment, then said calmly, “In data analysis models, this counts as a fairly common contingency. Much easier to handle than being fed bad intelligence.”
However, for Cheng Feng, who excelled at data analysis, losing a key reference metric was still not exactly good news.
Xiang Yunjian sent Cheng Feng a voice message, his tone carrying clear malicious amusement. “Pretty bad luck, wouldn’t you say, Cheng Feng?”
“You’re wrong!” Cheng Feng shot back instantly. “Everything is under my control!”
Although neither of them could see the other’s whereabouts, the operation of their mechs produced fairly noticeable vibrations and noise.
Cheng Feng amplified the surrounding sounds while slowing down, moving cautiously along the perimeter of the jamming zone as she carefully searched for Xiang Yunjian’s trace.
At the same time, Breaking Army reacted in nearly the same way – only their search routes were somewhat different.
Given the current situation, it looked like the match was heading toward a protracted stalemate.
“Both sides are testing each other. Both excel at aggressive assaults – whoever seizes the initiative first can gain a certain advantage. But Cheng Feng’s mech configuration… I truly… can’t make sense of it. I wonder if there’s some deeper intention behind it? It seems built for a strong offense, yet the frame doesn’t look quite coordinated.” Ms. Su took a breath. Though she phrased it tactfully, the audience could still hear the bewilderment in her voice. She turned to her colleague and asked, “What do you think, Mr. Luo?”
Mr. Luo pondered and said, “I was just looking at the detailed specs myself – still studying them.”
He synced Cheng Feng’s configuration list to his modeling software, and now the center of his holographic screen displayed an exact replica of Cheng Feng’s manual mech.
He input some code to run a rough performance test. After a secondary deconstruction, the question marks above his head only grew larger, like a snowball rolling downhill
Mr. Luo stared at the model that was still running data, deliberating as he spoke, “Cheng Feng has – **model error – added six extra thrusters across different weapon bays. One of them remains hidden inside the mech even in its general-purpose form. Additionally, the sizes and models of several components are difficult to coordinate, severely restricting the mech’s transformation capabilities… Given my limited understanding of manual mechs, I currently have no way to reverse-engineer her tactics.”
Ms. Su asked, “What exactly does ‘**model error’ mean?”
“It means a mistake that anyone who’s been to school wouldn’t make.” Mr. Luo paused. “We generally call that kind of configuration – ‘built with your feet.'”
“Got it.” Ms. Su let out a low chuckle. “Cheng Feng is your student – surely you have some inside information?”
“She didn’t tell me. Her ideas are generally more groundbreaking than mine, so I don’t give her overly explicit advice for fear of interfering with her thinking.” Mr. Luo had absolute confidence in Cheng Feng, even in such an unclear situation. Unable to derive any useful conclusion, he simply turned his attention back to the match.
Just as the two commentators had finished systematically analyzing Cheng Feng’s mech configuration, the two main contenders, having drawn ever closer, also became aware of each other’s presence.
Cheng Feng had exceptionally keen hearing. She tilted her ear, following that faint vibration to pinpoint Xiang Yunjian’s true location.
The mech’s engine hummed lowly in its stationary state.
In comparison, a manual mech – with its multiple independently driven components -produced more noise when active than a sensory mech did.
The faint sound in Cheng Feng’s ear suddenly diminished – Xiang Yunjian must have stopped.
She swept her gaze across the map, and countless pieces of information surged up from the intersecting routes –
The manual mech was currently standing in a dim alley, with tall buildings at both ends blocking the view.
To the east was a street leading to the non-jamming zone, and the alley stretched about three hundred meters further. A branching side path in the middle led directly into a sprawling residential area – but that was a dead end for a mech.
To the west was a thoroughfare with clear passage at both ends, connecting to an elevated bridge ahead and a dense row of commercial shops behind.
Adding the precondition that Breaking Army was approaching from the northwest, combined with the less-than-precise sound judgment –
The irrelevant roads on the minimap gradually dimmed, and the focus of Cheng Feng’s gaze swiftly darted toward the location of the elevated bridge.
Right there!
The very moment Cheng Feng moved, Xiang Yunjian, with a sudden thrust, also turned in from the street corner. He angled the mech’s frame as he cut through the bend – his red figure darting like the wind, leaving a blurred afterimage in the air.
This guy’s hearing wasn’t as sharp as hers, but his intuition was as keen as a bloodhound’s.
The two fired at each other.
Xiang Yunjian’s cannon was already primed. As he closed the distance at full speed, three lines of light on his left arm lit up in succession, ultimately swallowed by the most brilliant red glow at the top.
First came a compressed high-speed wind cannon – at this range, it struck the left side of the manual mech, dealing little damage but knocking its stance off balance.
Then, a cluster of blue electric current flickered overhead, and the yet-unsevered high-voltage power lines sparked with faint, ethereal flashes. Cheng Feng inputted adjustment commands, but they didn’t take effect in time, and the artillery fire still struck the empty ground.
Before Cheng Feng could switch weapons, Xiang Yunjian’s true attack had already slammed in – hitting almost dead-on. The immense force sent the mech staggering back several steps, finally stopping only when it was pressed against the wall.
“Pefect!” Ms. Su’s voice rose with excitement. “Let’s take a look at Xiang Yunjian’s combination attack just now. His weapon-switching speed can’t match a manual mech’s, so he fired all three cannons simultaneously instead. By exploiting the firing time differentials, he formed a tightly coordinated combo.”
“The wind cannon has the fastest muzzle velocity – it’s used to pin down the opponent’s movements. That’s followed by the high-voltage electromagnetic pulse, which interferes with the manual mech’s signal input, and finally the artillery cannon delivers the critical damage. All of them are M-class weapons – not particularly powerful, but at this range the damage is still considerable. Any Breaking Army pilot out there could take notes from this.” Ms. Su added with a note of admiration, “As expected of Xiang Yunjian. His refined execution shows his skill – steady as ever.”
Mr. Luo pulled up the data for a second look, and even he couldn’t help but praise. “The timing was exceptionally precise. The time differentials and types of the three cannons don’t interfere with one another’s firing. The three medium weapons don’t pack much punch, and the recoil can be offset with thrusters. In an emergency, a manual mech is constrained by input speed and can’t dodge flexibly. It seems Xiang Yunjian has done his homework on manual mechs as well.”
In the brief interval while they were speaking, Xiang Yunjian had already followed up with a second round of consecutive strikes.
Cheng Feng engaged her thrusters and dodged nimbly, repositioning part of her previously damaged mech shell to the safer side as she moved.
Xiang Yunjian was likely managing his weapon reserves as well, preparing for a prolonged engagement – so he didn’t rashly press a full-force assault.
The two traded a couple of probing shots, chasing each other along the long street. The intercepting firebursts exploded midair, sending sparks raining down in flurries.
In this situation, Cheng Feng could have easily retreated, but she held her speed and never pressed the critical acceleration code.
She fixed her gaze on the rear view of her mech and suddenly shouted, “Xiang Yunjian!”
Xiang Yunjian replied casually, “Yeah?”
Before the last syllable faded, Cheng Feng had already shot back like an arrow released from the bow.
She directly called up the weapon bay on the upper right and, following Breaking Army’s earlier example, fired two cannons in succession.
Xiang Yunjian, seeing that she hadn’t withdrawn, had been on guard for exactly this kind of turnaround – his cannon barrels were already preheated. As expected, he veered to dodge while calmly firing the wind cannon from his left shoulder at Cheng Feng. Slung across his right shoulder was a heavy high-damage artillery piece; the next moment, he extravagantly fired it backward, using the recoil to propel himself forward and close the distance with Cheng Feng in an instant.
Cheng Feng had just dodged the wind cannon when her vision blurred – Breaking Army was already charging in, backlit by brilliant flames. The visual impact was overwhelming, as if the soaring red light itself was his killing intent.
The two switched weapons simultaneously.
Xiang Yunjian was still closing in as he switched.
The inflexibility of the manual mech’s assembly now became apparent. The weapon bay, which could normally be accessed directly, had its frame structure jammed due to a previous transformation – Cheng Feng needed to enter two extra lines of code just to open and rotate the bay, plus one more for evading the wind cannon, making three keystrokes in total.
Just three keystrokes – but at this critical moment of speed, Xiang Yunjian’s attack was ready first.
A blinding light source for flash-blindness, with a row of sweeping bullets below it.
Low on lethality.
Cheng Feng made an instant decision. Her fingers, originally poised to press down, shifted upward – she abandoned the counterattack, summoned a defensive shield, and retreated at full speed while blocking.
A continuous stream of bullets hammered against the reinforced shield, like a summer downpour pouring down.
Inside Cheng Feng’s monitoring view, everything was a searing white. Only after the system automatically filtered the light did her vision return to normal.
Xiang Yunjian’s voice cut through the deafening barrage, tinged with a hint of mockery. “What did you call me for?”
Cheng Feng’s face darkened with anger.
That startled shout hadn’t worked at all – Jiang Linxia had tricked her again!
“Oh, what a shame!” Ms. Su broke into a cold sweat for Cheng Feng. “Based on the reaction speed Cheng Feng showed in her match against Jiang Linxia, she should have been able to dodge that! The awkwardness of the mech assembly is really showing.”
By now, she was finally certain: it wasn’t her imagination – the manual mech’s performance in this round was subpar.
Ms. Su couldn’t help but exclaim in dismay. “Cheng Feng’s weapon switching actually couldn’t beat Breaking Army – unbelievable!”
“Evade and defend,” Mr. Luo said. “That’s a relatively safe approach.”
Ms. Su frowned. “The question is, does she even have a clear style for this round? I think she urgently needs to sort out her thoughts right now and figure out how to respond with her current configuration.”
Cheng Feng didn’t sort out her thoughts. She stuck to her headstrong instincts – after adjusting her mech, she showed no sign of retreat, her momentum still fierce, and she actually tried to counterattack.
Ms. Su pounded the table with her fist. “Cheng Feng – unyielding and unstoppable! Good.” But the last word came out with little conviction.
Mr. Luo calmly added, “Xiang Yunjian is an extremely well-rounded player. His intuitive perception is sharp, and he deeply understands the principle of using one’s strengths against the opponent’s weaknesses. To seize an advantage from him is indeed very difficult – you have to keep trying, keep creating opportunities.”
Before Cheng Feng could create an opportunity, Zhong Yijie seized one instead. Having held back for half the match, he turned to deliberately say to his roommate beside him. “Cheng Feng isn’t playing well this round. Look at her adaptability – if you put anyone else in, they’d also…”
He couldn’t finish the sentence. A murderous aura radiated from his left, and a sharp gaze had already landed on the back of his neck, sending chills down his spine.
Zhong Yijie didn’t dare look at the person beside him. He shut his mouth and sat up straight, facing the central projection.
Only then did the instructor withdraw his warning glare and say to his companion with certainty. “There must be a deeper meaning behind it.”
Zhong Yijie never expected that watching Cheng Feng’s match would end up wrecking his own composure.
…How was this fair?! When other people spoke ill of her, this guy would just clap and cheer from the sidelines.
He wasn’t even the instructor’s real student, was he! After three and a half years of training, had the man developed no affection for him at all?!
Cheng Feng’s third active assault still failed to gain the upper hand.
She thought the wind cannon on Breaking Army should be banned – that was clearly the Windwing’s exclusive weapon.
That thing was her kryptonite!
At moderate range, the wind cannon’s projectile speed was too fast – Cheng Feng had to prioritize dodging, which gave Xiang Yunjian openings to strike.
And if she fought from long range, the urban map favored Xiang Yunjian even more, while also draining Cheng Feng’s limited supply of high-damage weapons – she felt it wasn’t worth the cost.
Cheng Feng hesitated, then finally decided to trust in human nature one more time and sent a query to her opponent. “How many wind cannons do you have left?”
Xiang Yunjian replied, “Almost none. Come over and find out.”
Cheng Feng switched to defensive mode, hovering at the edge of danger. She figured that even if she could just bait out two of his wind cannons, it would be worth it – and she’d bolt at the first sign of trouble.
But Xiang Yunjian was more ruthless than she’d expected. No games whatsoever – he turned sideways and briefly flashed the metal door of his weapon bay. Through her magnified interface, Cheng Feng could see an entire row of wind cannons, packed full.
Three shots fired in unison.
Damn it.
Bastard!
Cheng Feng instantly accelerated and dodged, only to see a high-damage rocket launcher finish its countdown right after, spewing flames as it chased after her from behind.
This was Xiang Yunjian’s second large high-damage cannon of the day.
Caught in the pincer of the shockwaves, the manual mech lurched unsteadily into a nearby alley entrance, escaping the artillery’s blast radius.
But the alley opening was narrow, and Cheng Feng had turned in too fast – the inertia of the heavy mech sent it scraping and skidding against the wall. After a screech of harsh noise, by the time Cheng Feng regained control, Xiang Yunjian had already caught up from behind.
Fortunately, Cheng Feng was still in defensive mode. Seeing that she couldn’t block in time, she simply took the hit head-on and sped out of the alley entrance without looking back.
Her view shook and jolted as warning frames cascaded across the screen. The mech’s damage level rose to 42%.
“Cheng Feng has been hit for the third time! Another direct hit! Why is it always a direct hit! Now Cheng Feng – wait, did something just fly off?” The commentator’s voice was intense and emphatic, then suddenly shifted pitch mid-sentence as she exclaimed in surprise.
Indeed, a black object had been blasted off into the air amid the rising smoke.
The broadcast director didn’t cut the shot, since the two were still locked in combat.
Moreover, a manual mech didn’t have strictly defined arms or legs – components could be functionally swapped out, so the impact was far less significant than it would be for a sensory mech.
After that unidentified piece was knocked off, Cheng Feng quickly tapped in the code to replace the vacant spot from the mech’s left wing.
She successfully burst out of the alley, and the road opened up wide again.
Then the audience noticed: losing that piece hadn’t caused any functional loss to the mech at all – on the contrary, it actually looked more cohesive now. The awkward jam point that used to occur during Cheng Feng’s transformations had been smoothly removed, and her maneuvering instantly became more fluid.
This completely threw Ms. Su for a loop.
Should she say Xiang Yunjian had fought beautifully, or that Cheng Feng had taken a beating beautifully?
She opened her mouth and let out a bewildered. “Huh?”
Good grief.
And after that piece of the mech was knocked loose, Cheng Feng finally seemed to show some sign of yielding – she picked a direction and retreated at top speed.
“Cheng Feng chooses to retreat.” Ms. Su watched as the manual mech swiftly disengaged from the battle and disappeared in a flash – finally finding a positive point. “The effect of the full-body thrusters is really showing now – even Breaking Army can’t catch a tail of that.”
The camera gradually zoomed out, the distance between the two mechs widening until Cheng Feng came to a stop in a safe position.
The jamming zone’s special setting happened to give her a brief moment to rest.
Only then did Ms. Su let out a breath of relief, and said to Mr. Luo with some gravity, “After the first round of exchanges, Cheng Feng isn’t looking very optimistic – her mech’s damage is already nearly half. What do you think, Mr. Luo?”
Mr. Luo had been observing the data on his simulation software for a long time, and said meaningfully, “I don’t think it’s necessarily that simple.”
Ms. Su: “??” Was this just a teacher’s blind faith in their student? Should she be learning from this?
Breaking Army was now scanning the map for Cheng Feng’s position, and the pace slowed down once more.
Ms. Su began revisiting key points she hadn’t covered earlier, and exclaimed in admiration. “The wind cannon’s performance is just too strong – absolutely stunning! Is this the secret weapon Xiang Yunjian prepared for Cheng Feng?”
The wind cannon – fast firing speed, but weak lethality. Over long distances, it couldn’t even provide that tiny bit of pushing or restraining effect. It demanded extremely high precision from the pilot, making it the king of mediocrity – nothing but inventory filler with no real use. Most examinees wouldn’t even bother picking it.
This thing had been gathering dust for years. No one expected Xiang Yunjian to pull it out from some forgotten corner and make it work wonders repeatedly in this match.
Mr. Luo nodded. “Xiang Yunjian’s adept application of weapons is indeed quite surprising.”
Ms. Su smiled with a sense of shared pride. “Xiang Yunjian takes every opponent seriously. When he won MVP last year, I already thought it was more about skill than luck – even though he was only a junior back then.”
At this moment, netizens on San Yao were also scratching their heads in anxious frustration.
“I can already foresee – wind cannons are about to become all the rage on the San Yao battlefield.”
“If wind cannons really make a comeback, everyone is to blame!”
“Cheng Feng, pull yourself together! What are you doing? Where’s your secret weapon?”
“42% damage on a manual mech – take it easy, no rush. After all, manual mechs can swap faces for use, unlike you sensory mech pilots.”
“Can’t take it easy anymore! If you take it easy any longer, the match will be over!”
On the scene, San Yao switched the main perspective over to Xiang Yunjian, giving him full-screen treatment once again. Netizens sighed at how San Yao always played favorites, but also had to admit – he was the reigning MVP, after all.
Meanwhile, Xiang Yunjian was searching while trying to strike up a conversation with Cheng Feng.
Both cannon barrels on his arms were already loaded and ready as he patrolled the streets left and right, missing no detail – yet his tone was casual and light as he asked, “What are you doing?”
Cheng Feng said, “Why should I tell you?”
“What have you been practicing these past few days?”
“Why should I tell you?”
“Maybe I can point you in the right direction.” Xiang Yunjian said steadily. “What’s with your mech assembly? Did you pick it by rolling dice?”
Cheng Feng was annoyed. She wanted to mute him, but that would be unsportsmanlike.
“Beep. Competitor conversation prohibited.”
Xiang Yunjian let out a low chuckle. “Overruled. San Yao doesn’t have that rule for now.”
Cheng Feng fell silent.
“Come on out, I’ll teach you,” Xiang Yunjian said in the tone of a seasoned veteran, taunting her. “Don’t be so proud. Taking wins and losses too seriously isn’t a good thing. What matters in a match is the lesson and the experience. Are you even playing seriously?”
The highest level of provocation often requires nothing more than a condescending tone.
Jiang Linxia often said that compared to crude trash talk, Xiang Yunjian’s sarcastic, roundabout remarks were far more sophisticated – and he’d told Cheng Feng to learn from it. She hadn’t believed him before.
…Looks like Jiang Linxia had actually told the truth for once.
Not long after Xiang Yunjian’s words faded, a red dot appeared on the radar map.
A mech had exited the jamming zone.
Xiang Yunjian immediately headed in that direction.
Ms. Su said, “So she’s pulling out of the jamming zone to better grasp each other’s information. Cheng Feng’s decision is the right one.”
Mr. Luo hadn’t said a word for a while. When he caught his co-commentator’s look of inquiry, he merely smiled, raised his cup to blow on the hot steam, and sipped his tea with an air of detached composure.
Ms. Su prompted him a few times, then gave up on trying to draw him into the conversation. After all, he was a department head from a neighboring faculty – she couldn’t exactly boss him around.
The red dot made two irregular laps and soon came to a stop at the edge of the jamming zone.
Xiang Yunjian felt a flicker of doubt about Cheng Feng’s actions – it looked like she was about to give up on herself. But in San Yao’s one-on-one duels, there was no function to alter data, and radar readings were absolutely reliable. He quickly suppressed that suspicion, remaining on guard for any tricks Cheng Feng might have up her sleeve.
Ms. Su voiced what everyone was thinking. “Why isn’t she moving anymore?”
On Xiang Yunjian’s radar map, the two mechs were now only three blocks apart.
The red dot still stood motionless.
She frowned deeply. “This isn’t good. Is Cheng Feng trying to set up an ambush out in the open? That can’t work, can it?”
Two blocks.
Xiang Yunjian reduced his speed. As he neared the target point, he circled along the edge of the jamming zone, approaching Cheng Feng while avoiding the possibility of a head-on barrage.
The feed was still from Xiang Yunjian’s perspective.
Ms. Su tapped the desk and called out, “What’s going on with San Yao’s camera? Broadcast director! Are you still there? Hey, working, please!”
Hearing her call, the director finally came online with a delay. The next second, not only did they switch perspectives, but they also pulled up four separate feeds at once.
One was an overhead god’s-eye view of the full map.
One was Xiang Yunjian’s perspective.
One was Cheng Feng’s perspective.
And there was another, labeled (1), but no one could tell what it was supposed to be showing.
For a moment, everyone was caught off guard – even Ms. Su couldn’t immediately connect that extra perspective to the map.
Before they could sort out their thoughts, Xiang Yunjian’s figure burst into Cheng Feng’s field of view.
Caught completely off guard – defenses wide open!
A rocket launcher locked onto the target and fired the moment it had the chance. Not satisfied with the damage, she tacked on a medium-caliber shell as well.
The manual mech also staggered back two steps from the recoil, and Cheng Feng used that momentum to swiftly reposition.
By the time Xiang Yunjian realized he was being ambushed from this direction, it was too late to dodge fully. In a split-second trade-off, he fired all the cannon barrels he had prepped on his arms, turned his mech’s back to the attack, and did his best to preserve its core functions.
After the devastating barrage, Breaking Army’s damage level shot straight up to 35%. A cascade of system notifications reported that a layer of metal armor on the mech’s back had been fully penetrated, and most of the launch functions on its left arm were also damaged.
The early advantage had been evened out.
Cheers erupted from audiences across multiple viewing halls, while online netizens flooded the comment section with rows of question marks.
With her scrambled brain, Ms. Su enlarged the (1) feed and realized it was one of the components that had been knocked off the manual mech earlier.
It had a signal transceiver attached, which allowed it to be picked up by the mech’s systems. A true “shadow clone technique” in every sense.
Ms. Su blurted out in disbelief, “That actually works?!”
Mr. Luo laughed out loud, set down his cup, and said, “Manual mechs are different from sensory mechs – they’re remotely controlled by signal and can be freely assembled; they’re not an integrated whole. Add thrusters into the mix, and aside from the operational difficulty, what’s stopping it?”
Of course, the detached component only had basic movement and firing functions, and with the weapon bay space taken up by thrusters, its offensive power was severely reduced – so no sane person would ever do this anyway.
Xiang Yunjian took a deep breath.
“Come on, why aren’t you saying anything?” Cheng Feng let out a whistle, her tone flippant. “Let me teach you – don’t be so proud. Taking wins and losses too seriously isn’t a good thing. Come on, come on.”
