Just as the threats from the two old guys were uttered, Wang Zhifan and Zhong Wei noticed several figures flying in from afar, arriving at their side in the blink of an eye.
Leading them was a slim, tall white man in his thirties with a beard, who stopped in the air with a slight smile on his face, surrounded by four elite soldiers piloting individual chas, obviously not to be underestimated.
"King! What are you doing here! Did these two old guys call you?"
Zhong Wei clearly knew this uninvited guest, and upon seeing him, he frowned, showing so apprehension towards him.
"Oh! My dear Mr. Zhong Wei! Is there any place in Ya City I can’t visit? You’re so unwilling to see ? Could it be that you’re scared?"
The slim, tall white man with a beard responded sarcastically, ignoring Zhong Wei’s question.
But in the next second, the silver-haired old man and the hawk-nosed middle-aged man in the building confird it for him, saying:
"Zhong Wei, Mr. King was indeed invited by us! The purpose is to make you stop acting impulsively and not beco our enemy! Otherwise, Mr. King will definitely let you taste the bitterness of defeat!"
As soon as they finished speaking, Wang Zhifan, the only one present who didn’t know who this King was, controlled his avatar to cast a puzzled look at Zhong Wei, because he didn’t understand the current situation, not knowing how much weight this King truly carried.
Zhong Wei instantly understood Wang Zhifan’s intention, lowered his voice slightly, and calmly explained to him:
"King is the ace psychic of Shande Technology, possessing the strongest psychic abilities, and is not easy to deal with."
After hearing this, Wang Zhifan controlled his avatar to nod but said nothing more, as he still didn’t understand how strong this King was, only knowing the situation might beco complicated, and decided to see how Zhong Wei would respond.
However, their simple exchange imdiately caught the attention of King, who was suspended in the air, and a hint of contempt appeared on his face when he noticed Wang Zhifan’s avatar.
"Zhong Wei, I heard there was another strong psychic beside you, thought he might be a decent potential opponent, but it turns out it’s just a phantom masquerading as a human, how disappointing... Before , King, all such petty existences must be eliminated!"
The tall white psychic with a beard had not finished speaking when he launched an attack directly, targeting Wang Zhifan’s avatar!
It’s hard to describe exactly what kind of attack it was because King’s attack was formless and traceless, composed purely of psychic power, and in an instant, it impacted Wang Zhifan’s avatar, but the avatar showed no physical change whatsoever as a result.
At the sa ti, elsewhere, Wang Zhifan himself sensed sothing unusual, recognizing that the distant King was attempting to seize control of his Dream Avatar, trying to forcibly transfer its control to his side, and it seed as though he also wanted to track Wang Zhifan’s real location and control him as well.
"Haha... you’re the first one to dare to deal with in this way... Do you think I cultivated my Great Dream Saber Scripture for nothing? Get lost!"
Wang Zhifan was amused and sowhat angry because his cultivation technique, the Great Dream Saber Scripture, placed significant emphasis on spiritual cultivation, with in-depth research into the ways of attacking and defending against spiritual forces. Moreover, his personal spiritual attributes were absurdly high, combined with the effects of Supre Blood, the Rog necklace, the Dominator title, and other powerful effects, making it impossible for anyone to influence him through this path!
The silent psychic duel ended in an instant, and thousands of kiloters away, everyone saw King’s face suddenly filled with extre astonishnt, his body twitching violently as if electrocuted.
"Master of the tower?"
Zhong Wei seed to understand sothing from the scene and imdiately asked Wang Zhifan’s avatar about its status.
"I’m fine, but as for that guy, I can’t say the sa."
Wang Zhifan then controlled his avatar to respond, turning the avatar’s head to look at King, who had just made a fool of himself publicly, and raised a middle finger at him.
"You... who are you really?"
After the skirmish, King realized the phantom spiritual entity he had looked down upon was not so easy to ss with, and the lighthearted smile on his face disappeared, replaced by a more cautious deanor.
But Wang Zhifan ignored him, instead turning to Zhong Wei, who seed deep in thought, and said:
"Make a decision, compromise isn’t such a big deal, after all, ti is on your side."
The aning behind his words was to show understanding of Zhong Wei’s current predicant and to empathize with his difficulties.
After all, those two annoying old guys had already activated their special psychic abilities, greatly strengthening their defenses and calling in powerful allies. If they insisted on killing them on soone else’s turf, it would be very troubleso.
Especially since if those two old guys had really set up a program to automatically launch nuclear attacks on Ya City if they died, insisting on revenge would make them enemies of the world, which would be extrely unwise.
After Wang Zhifan controlled his avatar to say this, the silver-haired old man and the hawk-nosed middle-aged man inside the building instinctively focused their gaze on Zhong Wei, knowing their fate today depended on whether this young man would act impulsively.
If Zhong Wei was rational enough, the two should still see the sun rise the next day. However, if the young man disregarded everything and insisted on killing them, things would beco difficult. No one would be confident enough to escape alive under such an opponent’s fierce attack.
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