The invisible force imdiately rendered Li Xiu immobile. This was a state Li Xiu had experienced once before, so it didn’t surprise him.
This was also one of the hypotheses he wanted to confirm: perhaps he could resist this kind of power from the magic spirit.
Li Xiu had extensive experience fighting magic spirits, yet he had never encountered a magic spirit that could immobilize soone with just a glance.
He suspected that this magic spirit didn’t truly have the power to control his body, but was instead affecting his ntal plane, making him mistakenly believe his body was controlled by so force.
If that was the case, relying on physical strength alone wouldn’t break this control.
Last ti, Li Xiu used all his strength but couldn’t even move a finger. This ti, instead of fighting the invisible force with his body, he fought it with his willpower.
Most Magic Armor Masters don’t have strong physiques, but in terms of spiritual power, any Magic Armor Master ranks far above any Trial Taker.
Without powerful spiritual force, one cannot awaken Spiritual Sense, resonate with Demon Armor, or activate and control it. This is a fundantal talent for a Magic Armor Master.
As the world’s number one Magic Armor Master, Li Xiu’s spiritual force is undoubtedly strong.
Last ti, Li Xiu had so awareness of the issue but didn’t have the opportunity to verify it. This was his chance to verify it.
Li Xiu’s body relaxed, but his spiritual force was intensely focused, entering the sa state as when controlling Demon Armor.
The controlled body seed to suddenly relax, and Li Xiu felt himself gradually regain control of his body.
"As expected, the magic spirit is just influencing my consciousness." Li Xiu could feel the magic spirit’s spiritual power was indeed strong, and it still had an effect on him, but it could no longer freely control his body.
The Blood Pattern Revolver’s muzzle aid at the tal coffin, and Li Xiu’s finger pressed on the trigger, desperately pressing down.
Li Xiu had learned to use guns, as Magic Armor Masters usually rely on firearms to protect themselves, so he wasn’t unfamiliar with them.
The feeling from his finger made Li Xiu acutely aware that the force required to pull the trigger was far from normal.
Despite using all his strength, the trigger only sank slightly, not enough to activate the striker.
The boiling hot-blooded strength was fading, and Li Xiu frustratingly found that he didn’t even have the strength to pull the trigger of the Blood Pattern Revolver, let alone lift it.
Unwilling to fail like this, Li Xiu placed another finger from his other hand onto the trigger, forcing down with his two index fingers.
Under the last remnants of his boiling strength, the trigger sank bit by bit, yet it still seed hopeless to reach the point of activating the striker. His fingers, due to excessive force, had their skin cut by the revolver’s patterned grooves, and strands of blood seeped into the blood patterns.
Though only a bit of skin was broken, Li Xiu felt as if his blood was being drawn out, and in just a mont, all the blood patterns were stained red.
The resistance against his finger seed to lighten up a lot, and without much thought, Li Xiu unleashed all his strength and fiercely pulled the trigger.
Bam!
A small bead of blood light shot from the gun’s muzzle, crashing directly onto the blue tal coffin.
The blood light shattered, and where the tal coffin was struck by the blood light, a dazzling spray of blue fragnts burst out.
Clink!
It was as if sothing had fallen out amidst the shattered light, landing on the ground.
The blood-red eyes on the tal coffin stared maniacally at Li Xiu, filled with an intense mix of rampage, resentnt, anger, insult, and unwillingness.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Urgent, muffled pounding sounds ca from within the tal coffin, making it tremble violently, as if the magic spirit inside was about to break free.
But in the next mont, blue lightning rose up from the tal coffin, bolts coursing inside and outside of it.
After a terrible wail, the violently shaking tal coffin quieted down, and the blue lightning gradually dissipated.
Only the pair of blood-red eyes, like a predatory beast’s hungry gaze, stared dead at Li Xiu, as if its look could kill, Li Xiu would’ve been cut into pieces by now.
Li Xiu ignored the magic spirit’s resentful gaze, released his grip on the gun, and walked around the table for a closer inspection.
The spot on the tal coffin hit by the bullet showed no sign of a bullet mark, nor even the slightest trace.
Yet Li Xiu had clearly seen sothing fall from the spot on the tal coffin after the hit, and he heard sothing land on the ground, so how could there not be a trace?
Looking down at the ground, Li Xiu’s eyes imdiately widened.
A blue crystal on the ground was ominously emanating an eerie glow. The crystal was pigeon egg-sized, wrapped in a deep blue outer layer. Where the layer didn’t cover it, blue light flowed inside.
"Demon Core... It’s actually a Demon Core..." Li Xiu picked up the crystal and confird it in his hand; it was indeed a Demon Core.
He couldn’t understand why a Demon Core had been knocked off the tal coffin when the blood light hit it.
Furthermore, based on his experience, the Demon Core’s level wasn’t low, at least a B-Class or higher, perhaps even an S-Class Demon Core.
However, without testing tools, one couldn’t accurately determine the Demon Core’s level by eyesight alone.
With not much ti left, and not dwelling on it further, Li Xiu quickly returned to the back of the table and used the edge of the Demon Core to cut his finger open.
His blood-stained finger pressed once more on the Blood Pattern Revolver’s trigger, desperately pressing it again.
Bam! Clink!
The blood light struck the tal coffin once again, and this ti Li Xiu saw it clearly: in the breakage of the blue light, another Demon Core fell out.
The tal coffin still showed no trace, but why would a Demon Core fall out?
Li Xiu knew this was not the ti to study these matters. He continued pulling the trigger, but felt dizzy, and his body beca weak.
Fighting the feeling of weakness, Li Xiu pulled the trigger again.
Bam!
Another burst of blue light, and yet another Demon Core fell out.
Bam!
With another shot, sothing else fell out, which appeared to be sowhat different from the previous Demon Cores.
After firing four shots in a row, Li Xiu felt dizzy and couldn’t muster the strength to fire anymore. Besides, the ti was almost up, so he’d better pick up the fallen Demon Cores first.
Li Xiu moved around to the back of the table to collect the Demon Cores on the ground. After picking up two Demon Cores, he saw clearly what had been knocked down with the last shot, and he was montarily stunned.
It wasn’t a Demon Core, but a blue crystal ring, etched with mysterious and eerie patterns, with blue light flowing within, appearing both beautiful and sinister.
This was sothing with which Li Xiu was not unfamiliar; it was actually a Skill Ring.
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