The Emperor frowned once more.
Originally, he thought he had thoroughly morized that segnt of mythological history, but now each higher realm’s perspective reveals deeper anings.
And this point should have been anticipated by Professor Wales long ago.
Therefore, he has various ideas about Nokron and is contending for this vast domain of the heavens.
But thinking about these matters now is of no use.
During their conversation, Atabia has been growing at an incredible speed, gradually gaining the advantage.
"So? You’re a researcher but don’t dare to take the field yourself, relying on to fight." The Emperor said coldly: "What do you plan to do?"
"It’s simple, I’ll transform a new Martial Path Race for you, enhancing your foundation, a balance of literature and martial arts." Professor Wales intends to shore up the Emperor’s weaknesses.
Indulging the Martial Path Race is essentially equipping various secret martial arts manuals, ever-changing with skills being paramount, but the foundation is already lagging behind the tis.
Just like playing a martial arts ga where you’ve equipped better armor, martial arts, and weapons, but the character’s basic attributes aren’t high enough, making them useless.
The current Martial Path Race is the most outdated because the Emperor is not a qualified Creator God, unable to constantly update and supplent the race’s foundation.
"You’re going to complete a new Martial Path Race now?"
The Emperor frowned again, not that he underestimated Professor Wales, only his system is fixed, being a consummate chanical technology expert, learning an extraordinary creation system is truly beyond even Black Star.
How is he supposed to transform his Martial Path Race?
"Rest assured, I have my thods." Professor Wales said faintly: "I will provide you a new martial foundation, making you stronger."
Boom!!!
Suddenly they clashed again.
"What are you two talking about?"
Atabia snorted coldly, stepping forward as an invisible wave of air suddenly swept open.
In the confined space, close combat erupted.
In the presence of the two, it beca extrely dangerous yet imnsely artistic.
They spent 70 to 80 seconds out of 100 in an untouchable invincible state amidst their collision, with most attacks piercing through, forming a seemingly beautiful fighting style.
Ka-cha!
The next mont, they clashed again.
It seed that Atabia’s combat power was slightly inferior to the Emperor, but its overall quality was too strong, even pressing down the Emperor in current combat.
The Emperor’s movents beca more fluid, constantly adapting and growing stronger.
For the first ti in his life, he t an opponent who could compete on equal terms and with integrity, even though the opponent was a scholar.
Their fight grew increasingly fast and increasingly fierce.
The battlefield of Minis and Black Star in the distance was also affected.
Black Star himself, after several battles, barely held off the ever-preserved strength of Minis’s attack with Magina and the other two.
"Damn it! Damn it! How treacherous you all are!!" Black Star was furious, feeling that this Minis was too cunning and dirty, only showing up at the end to take advantage.
If it weren’t for the side effects of the drugs he was on, how could a re newly limit-broken guy be his opponent?
However, he completely forgot that his combat talent didn’t even break limits, and it was relying on the drugs that he could barely achieve his previous feats.
Just when it was all ablaze with action over here, suddenly a thudding sound ca from the distance, violently slicing through the sky.
"What is that?"
They turned sharply to witness an incredibly astonishing sight.
Atabia was suddenly crashed into the Crystal Wall, with blood gushing from his shoulder, staining the Crystal Wall, and even creating a hole in it, penetrating into the world’s interior.
And that brass holy object, smoking, broke the Crystal Wall, falling to the ground, glowing red like a diamond-shaped spire, leaving the beings in this small Crystal Wall World dumbstruck.
"What martial arts is that??" Atabia fell from the wall, gazing at this Martial Arts Celestial Emperor.
"Mortals within the world, wanting to break out of chaos, reach the outer heavens, kill all the fathers..." The Emperor murmured, slowly pointing his longsword at Atabia.
"This move is the martial arts supplented for by Professor Wales..."
"Arican Iaido Slash."
Black Star was stunned, and Minis was too.
Clearly, the martial arts era has changed.
History seems to be repeating itself, and another history re-erges, even Li Qing’s martial arts from back then, used to fend off those wanting to kill all the fathers, reappearing in front of them.
"Very impressive."
Atabia nodded, "Every bullet used my Tower of Babel technology, it’s a biological bullet, once it enters the body, it evolves various races, invading internally."
This is the Tower of Babel bullet belonging to the Creator God.
The most powerful attack is undoubtedly the biological virus and race invasion.
"Old man, are you still hiding, helping him defeat in such a manner?" A glint of interest appeared in Atabia’s eyes, "Very well, it’s just in line with our research exchanges, I must face a martial artist, and also an intellectual."
Bang! Bang! Bang!
During a series of attacks, the Emperor suddenly wielded his longsword, threw out special chanical darts, various flying needles, even donning a set of chanical armor.
Clearly, the Martial Path’s infinite variations, the Emperor began his counterattack this way.
With fists and kicks, and the eruption of various hidden weapons, the world turned snow white, enough to destroy a large galaxy, terrifying energy erupted in a narrow domain of just a few tens of millions of kiloters, what a dreadful scene?
The kinetic and heat energy generated, even the high-defensive-level entire nearby Crystal Wall Snail was punched through, dissolving one world after another.
The soils, matter of one world after another were instantly extinguished.
After several seconds, the crystal walls of other worlds slowly flowed over to restore the damaged sections of the Crystal Wall, repairing the damaged world.
However, the battle continued.
Atabia, as a Creator God, was fine-tuning his body’s structure, adapting, targeting, while the Emperor also adjusted and adapted under the assistance of Professor Wales, a pseudo Creator God but true chanical expert.
This was like a combat comparison of Creator Gods.
Thud, thud, thud, thud, it was as if the heavens and the earth were torn apart, and the two gradually transitioned from close-range energy bombardnt to complete close-quarters combat, grabbing each other’s wrists, kicking, throwing the opponent against the Crystal Wall in the distance, almost breaking them entirely.
The battle between the two fighting geniuses was not only a research comparison of Creator Gods but also a combat comparison, frantically elevating their realms.
The Emperor felt himself rapidly elevating and adapting.
85% invincible ti.
90% invincible ti.
...
The Emperor felt for the first ti in his life experiencing such a thorough and exhilarating battle, and the next second, he suddenly felt his body changing 100%, fully harmonized, reaching the second realm of Divine Upper, Untouchable Level Perfection.
This is the terrifying aspect of 106 combat talent.
And right then, Atabia also trembled slightly, entering a new realm, "I’ve reached it as well, I now feel weaker, even you two seem sowhat troubleso."
"This era is quite interesting, even though I’m a bit weaker, it’s not entirely lonely."
He turned his head and said mildly, "But unfortunately, Minis has already won."
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