This kind of ultra-long-distance operation of his own spiritual substance, he had never seen on Lou Feng before, it was obviously defensive against him.
In less than two minutes, he had already inferred the general structure of the Corrupted Armor's interior, using the loss of part of the workshop as a cost to lure the intruder into a trap, and once mastering the weak point, delivering a fatal blow!
To be fair, even Ji Jue himself, when being forcefully controlled, wouldn't have found a better way to deal with such a blow.
No way, since his debut, Ji Jue had basically never encountered an opponent that Non-Offensive and chanical Descent couldn't handle.
Without Non-Offensive, he couldn't complete hand-refining and many operations, naturally losing a vast majority of ans to adapt to the current situation.
After leaving the workshop, the armor could only passively respond to problems through its own armant and patterns. Once its reality was seen through, it could only be arbitrarily controlled.
After losing Ji Jue's consciousness and operation, the driver 'Ji Jue' in the Mirror Armor instead beca the greatest weakness.
In other words, in this workshop invasion segnt, one couldn't rely on the controller's extraordinary performance. Utilizing the limited conditions and materials to the utmost to avoid the creation's weaknesses and play to its strengths was critical.
But, it wasn't impossible to get around...
Ji Jue pinched his chin, pondering, yet he heard exaggerated laughter in the scene.
After repeatedly probing, including but not limited to hamring, spiritual bombing, dismantling, and poking with a wooden stick, determining that the intruder was thoroughly dead, Lou Feng finally stood up.
Standing on the ch, he laughed up to the sky.
"Hahahahahaha, re Ji Jue, is that all!"
Bang!
A strange noise ca from the broken armor, probably the sound of an idle engine breaking down. Lou Feng was shocked and jumped up, retreated quickly, and after watching for a long ti, he stepped on it again and laughed wildly.
What the hell!
Ji Jue's eye twitched, and blue veins popped up on his forehead.
Is that all, huh?
re Ji Jue, huh?
Fine! Just you wait!
After the exam, I'll put a sack over your head and beat you with a club!
At the sa ti, not only Ji Jue, but almost all the apprentices participating in the simulation had already understood the specific situations their creations had experienced from the illusions.
So found their creations sweeping everything and completely eliminating the opponent, suddenly grinning from ear to ear. So calmly recorded the strengths and weaknesses exposed in the workshop attack and defense. Others... began sweating profusely, questioning their life choices.
"What a damn monster this is!"
The apprentice with a full beard and hair tied into braids had a gloomy face.
On his exposed hands, forearms, neck, and face were complex tattoos. These were spiritual circuits implanted through the tattooing techniques of North Wind Workshop over these days. One could say, he himself was a work, the core of the workshop.
At this mont, seeing his painstakingly created dozen Soul Hunter Knights being brutally trampled, and the near-absurd control power of the Guardians, his face grew increasingly unpleasant.
Indeed, compared to the Berserker, the Soul Hunter Knight model was better at guerrilla warfare under auxiliary support... But this didn't an that it beca a piece of junk to be trampled by anyone after leaving the workshop and auxiliary support!
After hearing the hoarse comntary in the illusion, his expression turned livid, but in the end, he remained silent.
A win is a win, a loss is a loss.
Not only in the harshness and coldness of the Ember faction, but the iron rule of North Wind Workshop also didn't allow him to make excuses and shirk responsibilities after a crushing defeat. To reclaim this honor, he could only climb up from the battlefield again, using any ans necessary to achieve victory.
The Soul Hunter Knight was indeed sufficient to protect the workshop, but its destructive power was ultimately limited.
It seems it's ti to accelerate Surter's core structure...
In another piece of dark void, a thin figure wearing a mask sat motionless on a chair.
There wasn't a hint of wavering in the eyes behind the eerie mask.
"...From the Federation?"
She murmured to herself, imprinting that blood-stained tallic beast face in her mind. Winning or losing was secondary, as a True Blood of the Empire, she absolutely couldn't allow the throne to be so defiled and slighted.
This debt must be repaid personally!
"Apart from maintaining the weight of royal authority, prioritize constructing the interference sequence of the worldly chaos..."
As for the last, Lou Feng.
Seeing his Spiritual Giant being so specifically targeted, his face also turned ugly, almost swearing.
So many unbearable mories surfaced, like the humming of a bulldozer.
However, hearing Ji Jue's final evaluation, his expression twitched slightly, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but lift a bit. He snorted coldly, and shifted his gaze.
His insight, not bad at all.
The playback of many recorded scenes ended quickly. Though he couldn't probe records unrelated to himself, in the end, a list erged.
In the current simulation of the Tower of Transformation, the remaining eighty-four participants were listed according to their scores at this stage.
After first finding their own positions, almost all the apprentices looked up at the top of the leaderboard, where an unfamiliar na stood with a score of 363 points.
——[Tide Sound Workshop: Ji Jue]!
Next was second place [Bell Tower Workshop: Andre Angel Gonzalo], score 311, third place [Dragon Heart Workshop: Lin Ke], score 302, fourth place [Hundred-Eyed Giant Workshop: Nikola Gorbnov], score 293...
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