Zhang Min, in a mere second, launched four consecutive side kicks at Mu Jieyu, targeting high, mid, low, and ground levels.

These four consecutive side kicks seemed to penetrate Mu Jieyu's body.

But in reality, all four side kicks landed on the afterimages of Mu Jieyu's evasive movements.

Seeing that her consecutive side kicks had all struck afterimages, Zhang Min immediately spun and pressed down, using her other leg to deliver another high-level side kick. As expected, Mu Jieyu effortlessly dodged it.

In an instant, Zhang Min adjusted her strategy. Using her other leg as a pivot, she twisted her waist and turned, quickly bending her knees.

With her whole body generating momentum, she spun three hundred and sixty degrees. A sweeping 360-degree kick instantly struck Mu Jieyu's supporting leg at the shin.

Mu Jieyu's feet immediately left the ground, her center of gravity shifted backward, and her body was about to fall. "I can't lose to Zhang Min here..."

Mu Jieyu quickly steadied her mind and shifted her weight to the right, planting one foot on the ground and half-squatting on the other.

Zhang Min was stunned by this. "What the hell? I belong to the Combat Division. No matter how strong Mu Jieyu is, she's just a data intelligence officer."

"In terms of combat power and strength, our Combat Division is definitely superior to the Data Intelligence Division!"

Zhang Min gritted her teeth in anger, extremely frustrated! At the same time... Zhang Min raised her arm, using her shoulder to swing a wide arc downward, unleashing a downward hook.

This downward hook, like a curved blade, stabbed at Mu Jieyu, who was at a disadvantage. Mu Jieyu's feet instantly pushed off the ground, toes aligned, returning to her original fighting stance. She bent her knees and squatted, using her thighs and calves together, "Butterfly: Ri Liu Huang!" *Whoosh!*

An afterimage appeared at Zhang Min's jaw. A crisp sound rang out, *Bang!*

Mu Jieyu's uppercut soared into the sky.

This punch sent Zhang Min flying, suspended in the air. Zhang Min, struck by a heavy blow, instantly lost her fighting ability. Her knees bent and came together as her body sank. This operation was so similar to Ma Kunfeng's in the first match.

At this moment! Mu Jieyu displayed extremely gorgeous footwork, rotating her right heel outward, her left foot slightly forward, and softly uttering, "Butterfly: Yue Liu Huang."

*Bang!*

A left hook smashed into Zhang Min's bloodied cheek from left to right. Instantly! Zhang Min's entire head was twisted forty-five degrees upwards, then twisted back and rebounded to its original position, the blood spurting from her mouth like a crimson blood moon.

After receiving the Yue Liu Huang, Zhang Min's eyes rolled back, and she knelt on the ground… as she fell, she made a squelching sound.

Zhang Min lost… utterly defeated. She not only lost a match, but also lost the glory of the Six Stars Generals, as well as her usual arrogance and conceit!

Qiu Qiu of the Arbitration Division hurriedly announced the result, "She's down! Zhang Min is down! The way she fell is almost the same as Ma Kunfeng, it's just too comical!"

"Two punches! Our Mu Jieyu defeated one of the Six Stars Generals with just two punches!"

At the entrance of the arena, Luke exclaimed, "I didn't expect Mu Jieyu of the Intelligence and Data Division to be even stronger than the people of the Combat Division! And her movements are like a butterfly dancing... it's incredible."

Just then, Zhang Min slowly propped herself up with her hands, shouting with a trembling body, "Wait! Give me a moment! I... I haven't lost yet!"

Zhang Min trembled all over, barely managing to stand up, her eyes bloodshot, her pupils constricted. Seeing this, Qiu Qiu quickly explained, "Zhang Min wants to continue the match! Can she still fight? Let's wait and see..."

Seeing Zhang Min get up and want to fight again, Mu Jieyu assumed her fighting stance again... suddenly! Mu Jieyu seemed to notice something and looked at Zhang Min.

Then, Mu Jieyu withdrew her fighting stance, turned and walked away dismissively, heading towards the entrance of the arena. Zhang Min had never suffered such humiliation.

Usually, it was they, the Six Stars Generals, who ridiculed and humiliated others, but no one dared to treat her like this. "Hey! What are you doing, Mu Jieyu! Come back here!"

Just as Zhang Min was about to rush forward, she felt the floor of the arena getting closer and closer to her, tilting towards her... with a *thud*, Zhang Min's head hit the ground, and her cervical spine snapped.

Her lower limbs twisted and spread out, like a toad falling to the ground, completely defeated.

The crisp sound of her head hitting the ground echoed throughout the arena.

Qiu Qiu decisively judged, "The match is over! The winner is Mu Jieyu of the Intelligence and Data Division!"

"It's really unexpected that Mu Jieyu, one of the Six Wings of the Night, from the Intelligence and Data Division, has such great strength. Your Intelligence and Data Division is really hiding your strength!"

"Alright everyone, enough with the commentary... now we will prepare for the next match..."

"Luke vs. Ma Kun of the Six Stars Generals!"

"Everyone, will Luke be superior in skill, or will the Six Stars Generals live up to their reputation? Let's wait and see! Please welcome the two combatants to the stage!"

The two walked into the center of the arena and looked at each other. Ma Kun was a little anxious at this time, "Damn it! Even the boss lost, and Zhang Min lost too. And Jack was beaten to death by a Phantasm. Can I... can I really beat Luke? When did this kid come to Macross Fortress?"

Compared to Ma Kun's anxiety... Luke looked serious and full of killing intent. The orange heroism emanating from his body was like a haze of steam slowly rising. Seeing Luke's provocation, Ma Kun, who had always been arrogant and conceited, was immediately furious.

"I've never even heard of the name Luke. This match will end quickly."

Luke ignored Ma Kun and looked at Qiu Qiu above the arena. Seeing this, Qiu Qiu understood, "Match! Start!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Luke, with his orange heroism erupting, threw a punch first.

The punch immediately formed an orange wave of energy that rushed towards Ma Kun. Ma Kun quickly dodged to the side, barely avoiding it. *Boom!* The inner wall of the arena was instantly blasted with a dent of about a meter in radius by the heroism emitted by Luke.

Before Ma Kun could recover, Luke had already flashed over. A charging swing, from top to bottom, smashed towards Ma Kun's crown.