For example, some of these mental condensed bodies could receive physical attacks and give the user feedback damage, but some were physically immune and would not be injured at all… Unfortunately, Lei Wanjun, who had a Class S potential evaluation, was the latter.
This person’s will incarnation was like an assistant. As long as one’s mental strength was enough, they would not be destroyed. It was extremely effective against physical attacks.
Zhou Jing’s eyes flashed. He suddenly stepped on the ground, raising a few pieces of gravel. He raised his hand and threw them at Lei Wanjun, who was not far away.
However, when the stones hit the light screen of the Five-Colored Banner Array, they shattered, causing ripples to appear on the light screen.
Lei Wanjun, who was in the Five-Colored Banner Array, was unscathed as he looked over with a smile.
In the next moment, Lei Wanjun suddenly slapped his burning palm from afar.
Hong!
A flaming palm print flew out.
At the same time, the flying sword and the will incarnation attacked together.
Zhou Jing was calm and at ease. His powerful strength turned into an explosive speed. His physical fitness, which had been strengthened by four blood enhancements, was finally fully displayed. He immediately slashed out with a violent cold light, splitting the flame palm print into two and sending the flying sword flying far away. He cut an obvious hole on the sword, and it swayed and circled like it was drunk. The clear light was much dimmer than before.
As he fought, he moved around to block the flying swords and mental clones. He endured the mental interference and racked his brains.
“The flying sword can be controlled from afar, and the will incarnation can assist in the attack. It can serve as crowd control, and the flag array can protect himself, while the compass can launch elemental attacks… Although this person’s ability is fancy, it’s a good tactical combination.”
Zhou Jing tried to get close again and again, but the flying sword and his Will Avatar blocked him again and again.
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Taking advantage of the situation, Lei Wanjun did not stay where he was. He was also moving around to maintain a distance, like a dragonfly touching the water. Every time his feet touched the ground, he could fly three to four meters lightly.
His five-colored flag formation floated in the air and hung around him. The light screen turned into a polygonal shield that protected him.
Zhou Jing frowned as he agilely dodged the fist formed by the will. At the same time, he kept slashing at the flying sword. Almost every time, he could accurately hit the gap of the flying sword, causing the cracks to gradually spread.
Finally, under his powerful slash, the flying sword could not withstand the pressure and broke.
Clang!
The green flying sword that had been split into two fell to the ground, completely destroyed.
However, Lei Wanjun’s expression did not change. He raised his sword finger again, and another flying sword shot out from the iron box on his back.
Then, he looked at Zhou Jing, who was frowning, and chuckled,
“I bought a large number of such low-level artifacts which are mass produced. There are more than ten flying swords in my iron box. Although my mystic technique has only reached the entry level and my Object Manipulation Technique can only drive one sword, can you exhaust them all?”
“Tsk!”
Zhou Jing’s eyes twitched.
Although the mass-produced artifacts sold by the academy were not expensive, they were not too cheap either. A low-level artifact would cost at least a few thousand Nassaus.
“He actually brought more than ten pieces on stage… Why didn’t the referee ban him from trying to drown his opponents with money? Was the referee bribed too?”
Zhou Jing complained to himself.
As expected, fighting against the fancy superpowers of the main world was not as monotonous as in the Mutant World.
In a battle of the same system, their modes of operations were similar, but in a battle of different systems, the situation was much more complicated.
However, the core idea would not change. Either he found the other party’s weakness, or he would maximize his strengths…
As a Physical Enhancer, this powerful physical fitness was his advantage.
— I don’t care how fancy you are, I’ll cut you however I want!
Zhou Jing’s eyes flashed with lightning as he activated [Internal Electric Discharge] and [Thunder Strike]. His speed suddenly increased, and he instantly shook off the flying sword and mental clone that came to restrain him.
It was as if he had transformed into a bolt of lightning. In the blink of an eye, he rushed in front of Lei Wanjun, who could not dodge in time, and slashed down.
The blade tore through the air, its sound shrill and fast.
Dang!
The Five-Colored Banner Array’s energy shield shook violently.
Lei Wanjun’s expression changed slightly. He hurriedly swiped the compass, drew out a bolt of lightning, and slapped it at Zhou Jing.
“Tripartite Compass: Lightning of Heaven!”
Crackle!
The lightning palm print hit Zhou Jing’s chest and exploded.
Zhou Jing was electrocuted, and his chest felt numb… but that was all.
A strange expression appeared on his face.
“You call this electricity? Try mine!”
Zhou Jing’s eyes flashed.
Intense white lightning snakes instantly crawled all over his body and poured into the blade, pouring towards the five-colored flag array shield.
Sizzle — Crackle!!
Berserk lightning struck, and the Five-Colored Banner Array swayed and flickered.
In the next moment, he retracted his saber and suddenly threw out a bolt of lightning.
Pop!
Like a hot knife cutting through butter, the Five-Colored Banner Array’s shield was broken.
However, Lei Wanjun did not panic. At this critical moment, he controlled the flying sword in the distance to stab Zhou Jing’s back. Then, just before the shield shattered, he pulled out a sword and stabbed forward.
Zhou Jing did not even turn his head. When he heard the strong wind, he analyzed the direction of the flying sword in his mind. With just a tilt of his body, he easily dodged the flying sword coming from behind.
At the same time, he wrapped his long saber around and flicked it, sending the sword in Lei Wanjun’s hand flying. It was just a matter of one move to deflect the weapon of a newbie who could not even hold a sword steadily.
However, in this short moment, Lei Wanjun had already condensed his Will Avatar again beside him. He hurriedly made his Will Avatar block in front of him and controlled it to punch Zhou Jing’s head.
The wind from the punch came, but Zhou Jing’s expression did not change. He quickly raised his hand and punched back!
Bam!
His heavy punch directly crushed the fist of the Will Avatar like blowing up a balloon, emitting an explosive sound.