NovelEnglishChapter 160 Lucas Was Acting Strange Today
Lucas shot Samson a glance, his tone calm. “Rumors aren't reliable.”
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Samson chuckled but didn’t push further. He turned back toward the arena, where Baylon was already seated
across from Sloane, eyes steady and locked on her. “Sloane, I've been training non-stop this past month. This
time, | won't lose to you.”
Sloane offered a faint smile, her voice just as composed. “Please.”
The moment the match began, Baylon unleashed a completely different attack style from before. His execution
was sharper, and his angles far more aggressive. Clearly, during his intense training, he had studied Sloane's
habits closely and crafted specific traps just to counter her.
His offense was swift and surgical; lines of code flashed across the screen like lightning tearing through a night
sky.
Under his assault, Sloane's defenses faltered-just briefly-and the first layer of her firewall was breached.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSloane raised her eyebrows slightly, a flicker of surprise in her eyes. Didn't expect him to level up this fast, he
actually found and exploited one of my weak points in such a short time.
Her fingers flew across the keyboard as she quickly restructured her defense, her gaze now sharpened with
newfound focus.
Baylon, encouraged by the breakthrough, surged forward with even greater force. But Sloane didn’t give him
many openings. She soon stabilized her system and began mounting a counterattack.
Just then, a tactic flashed through her mind-something she'd seen Team 9 use in their last competition. It was a
clever strategy, one that not only delivered heavy blows but could completely disrupt an opponent's rhythm in a
short burst.
Sloane's lips lifted in a subtle smile. She decided to adapt Team 9's approach to handle Baylon.
Her fingers danced across the keyboard; lines of code poured onto the screen like a waterfall. Her pace
accelerated, and her attack angles becincreasingly difficult to read.
In the spectator seats, Lucas suddenly stood
up.
“That technique...”
Baylon’s defense began to crumble under her assault. Alarm messages popped up nonstop across his monitor.
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Chapter 160 Lucas Was Acting Strange Today
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Frantic, he scrambled to recover, trying everything he could think of-but it wasn’t enough to hold Sloane back.
He hadn't expected the offensive he'd so carefully crafted to be broken so cleanly-and then used to pin him
down.
Sloane stood up, her gaze steady as she looked at him. “Thank you for the match.”
Baylon let out a wry smile and shook his head. “Sloane, you really are something else. | admit defeat.”
“Wow!” A cheer erupted across the arena.
Sloane had done it. She had defeated four challengers on her own and secured the sole open spot on
Blackhawk’s roster.
“It's her,” Lucas murmured as he stared at Sloane, radiant with confidence on stage. A complicated feeling
swelled in his chest-one he couldn't quite put into words.
He hadn't expected that the anonymous forum user he’d casually mentored all those years ago would turn out to
be Sloane.
Back then, he'd just tossed a few tips to someone who seemed genuinely passionate about hacking. He had no
idea that person was her.
A small smile tugged at the corner of Lucas’s lips, and a rare softness flickered in his eyes. Fate, it really is
something else.
“Lucas?” Sloane spotted him after stepping off the stage, surprise in her voice. “What are you doing here?”
Lucas looked at her, his lips curling into a soft, gentle smile.
His eyes were deep and tender, carrying something hard to define, a quiet emotion that surrounded him like a
halo of light, making him seem more captivating than ever.
Sloane was momentarily dazed by that smile, her heart giving a sudden, unexpected skip. What's going on?
Lucas feels different today.
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