Watching the samurai gathered around him, Shitang Longsi nodded with satisfaction, and with his long sword, pointed at Pei Yan and said with a light shout: "Now we are evenly matched, no! The situation has reversed; prepare to withstand defeat!"
As he swung his long sword, the samurai he had summoned charged forward, drawing their long swords from their waists, shrieking as they rushed at the beasts before Pei Yan.
Transford through body possession, Shitang Longsi paid no attention to them, wielding his long sword and turning into a flash of lightning, heading straight toward Pei Yan across the battlefield.
With the power of thunder, Shitang Longsi slashed down fiercely. Even Pei Yan dared not take the blow head-on. He barely evaded the assault, countering with a lightning-powered punch aid at Shitang Longsi’s cheek.
Transford, Shitang Longsi stood about two and a half ters tall, and facing Pei Yan’s punch, he didn’t dodge. Letting the punch hit his face, he sneered: "Releasing the power of thunder with dual abilities is indeed powerful, but you forgot I am the Thunder God!"
Speaking, he forcibly faced the punch and turned his twisted face, continuing with a roar: "Now, I am also the god of endurance!" With that, he opened his mouth wide and spewed scorching flas directly onto Pei Yan’s face armor.
Boom! Pei Yan’s right fist, transford into an electromagnetic cannon, firmly struck Shitang Longsi’s face, interrupting his fla attack. Still attacking, Shitang Longsi slashed sideways with his sword, which missed as Pei Yan retreated from the battle circle.
After missing, Shitang Longsi swiftly followed as if his shadow, his long sword never left Pei Yan’s critical spots, unleashing his abilities with fervor. Facing an enemy with multiple attributes like the God of Thunder and the Martial God, Pei Yan’s lightning-speed body technique no longer held any advantage.
"This battle ends here! You’re still too young!" Amidst the intense exchange, Pei Yan seed to gradually fall short of his own offensive, and noticing his steps faltering, Shitang Longsi imdiately seized the mont, thrusting his thunder-imbued sword up.
Yet, just as the speedy blade was about half an inch from Pei Yan’s chest, it abruptly stopped. Shitang Longsi glanced down to see countless steel ropes erging from the ground, wrapping his lower body tightly.
"You went to such lengths to dodge and lure here just to trap ? Such small tricks are too childish!" Shitang Longsi disdainfully said, looking at Pei Yan who had jumped far away. He retracted his sword to cut through the ropes. Indeed, such a simple trap only temporarily halted his attack.
With this thought, Shitang Longsi had just cut through dozens of iron cables when a sense of crisis suddenly struck him. Realizing the danger, he quickly looked up, finding a giant electromagnetic cannon already assembled.
"Damn it!" Shitang Longsi couldn’t help but swear. The power released by such a massive cannon mouth was incomparable to the attacks from earlier wrist-sized cannons. But how did Pei Yan complete the transformation so quickly in just a mont?
Upon seeing the rising fear on Shitang Longsi’s face, Pei Yan smiled triumphantly. This move was one of the results of his special training. Indeed, assembling a cannon using iron stream required five to six minutes. To shorten this gap and make it a lethal technique he could use anyti, Pei Yan devised a compromise.
The solution was to pre-release chanical beasts, which would quickly form most parts needed for the cannon when Pei Yan needed to fire the electromagnetic cannon, requiring only minor modifications to unleash the powerful cannon blasts.
Everything done earlier was just laying groundwork for this mont.
Thinking about the tragic outco if hit directly by this blast, Shitang Longsi didn’t dare to hesitate, frantically slashing at the ropes beneath him. Unfortunately, it was too late, as the ground slightly trembled, his tall figure was instantly enveloped by a broad, dazzling flash.
Boom! The entire Jiezhi Space shook as the full-power electromagnetic cannon blasted through the air, causing a sonic boom and leaving a long trench where it passed. Within the blast range, whether Pei Yan’s chanical beasts or Shitang Longsi’s summoned samurai, they were all destroyed, reduced to scrap and dust dispersing in the air.
After the blast, the noisy battlefield temporarily fell silent, both sides of the conflict stunned by the spectacular strike, stopping their actions to look over.
Du Guangyuan, amidst the Sea of Blood, squinted towards the tall cannon in the distance. Was this the sa kid he t weeks ago? A short ti, yet the strength had increased so much; is the Power of Origin really this potent? Should he take a share? Such a strong attack, won’t that RB brat be dead? Can the next mission proceed without him?
As he was lost in thought, boom! With another loud sound, Pei Yan aid the cannon elsewhere, launching another electromagnetic shot into the void. Unlike Du Guangyuan, Pei Yan, after several probing rounds, initially grasped Shitang Long’s ability and didn’t believe he would die so easily. With full assistance from his chanical eye, he saw that when the first cannon contacted his body, Shitang Long had already transford into a puddle of mud.
The second shot! Precisely hit Shitang Longsi hidden in the air again.
After a while, Shitang Longsi appeared mid-air, looking much more battered than before. Repeated use of the Substitution Technique and maintaining the Kamikaze Thunder God form caused his Power of Origin to deplete heavily. If it were before, he would’ve been blown to pieces due to inner source exhaustion by now.
"Co on! Keep blasting!" Shitang Longsi opened his arms and shouted defiantly. He had already discovered Pei Yan’s weak spot.
Gazing at Shitang Longsi’s arrogant deanor hanging in mid-air, Pei Yan helplessly withdrew his cannon after sweeping his eyes around. This shaless guy deliberately stood on the sa level as his companions, and if Pei Yan attacked, he could use the Substitution Technique to evade, but subsequent attacks would inevitably affect his allies.
"Hehe, no....."
"Jiumu!"
"Here it cos"
Shitang Longsi’s smug expression didn’t last long as Pei Yan lifted his face with a strange smile and loudly interrupted him.
Watching as Pei Yan aid his cannon at him again, Shitang Longsi prepared his substitute technique, but after a flash of light, he found the attack vanished before him, as if nothing had happened.
Could it be his origin was insufficient, and the attack fizzled midway?
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