The thought of the massive losses he might suffer.
Even Gu Ruilong couldnāt help but feel his heart pound with terror.
āOf course, the losses werenāt the main issue. The main issue is that kid. He only became a Reincarnator last year, didnāt he? Itās one thing to become a Tier Six Martial Artist in a single year, but for his combat prowess at that tier to be so horrifying... Heās even capable of turning the tables and scoring kills against his opponents.ā
No matter how he looked at it, the situation was utterly inconceivable.
āWhat kind of unspeakable secrets is that kid hiding? And are those secrets related to the Rebirth Mark?ā
Gu Ruilong couldnāt stop his mind from racing.
But for now, he was destined to receive no answers.
Still, he managed to maintain the expression on his face.
His true ace in the hole was the last man he had sent outāthe tall man wielding a mysterious weapon. As long as he hadnāt lost, it wasnāt over yet.
The battle on the stage continued.
After seeing Li Changāan kill two Tier Six Peak contestants from Shanghai in a row, nearly every spectator at the tournament turned their gaze to his battlefield.
After killing two opponents in succession, Li Changāanās speed hadnāt slowed. On the contrary, it grew even more swift and fierce.
The tall man with the mysterious weapon stood a short distance away, watching his approach with a cold detachment, seemingly unafraid of the threat Li Changāan posed.
But when Li Changāan closed to within ten meters...
The tall man suddenly moved. With a sharp flick of the long, rod-like weapon in his hand, he fired several round, bomb-like projectiles.
Li Changāan twisted his body, evading the attack radius of the spheres.
However, these "bombs" were not actual explosives.
With a muffled BANG, the spheres burst open. The once-clean stage was instantly filled with a dust-like screen. Powder and thick fog obscured everything, including Li Changāanās vision and his other senses.
Li Changāan felt as if he had been sealed off in another world; the gazes and clamor of the surrounding audience faded into the distance.
āThis isnāt good news.ā
āIt means Iāve likely fallen into someoneās trap.ā
This thick fog and dust could block a personās senses and even create a feeling of temporal and spatial distortion.
Li Changāan forced his eyes wide. At the same time, every muscle in his body tensed, and he instantly honed his senses to their sharpest point.
SWOOSH!
Just then, the piercing sound of something slicing through the air came from close behind him.
Li Changāanās reaction was incredibly fast. The very instant he heard the sound, he drew his saber to block.
However, though his long saber reached the position where the attack should have been, the expected strike never came.
Instead, Li Changāan felt a heavy kick slam into his chest.
The force behind the kick was immense, sending Li Changāan stumbling back several steps. A violent churning in his chest almost stole his breath.
He finally managed to stabilize himself.
Li Changāan patted his chest and wiped a trickle of blood from the corner of his mouth. "Disrupting my senses and then using a feint, huh? A little interesting!"
Clearly, this area of dust and thick fog was not so simple.
His opponent could not only block Li Changāanās perception but also use some unknown method to interfere with his judgment of his surroundings.
Because he couldnāt figure out how his opponent was doing it, Li Changāan was caught off guard and had taken a rare, not-insignificant hit.
āOf course, in my opinion, thatās all it amounts to.ā
āSince I canāt perceive the outside world from in here, it likely means the outside world canāt perceive my current situation either. In that case, when I make my move, thereās no need to hold back and hide my trump cards like before.ā
At that moment, flames once again erupted from Li Changāanās body.
The black flames were like a guiding beacon in the dense fog, appearing exceptionally brilliant.
A cold sneer echoed from within the fog.
Apparently, the tall man had observed this move of Li Changāanās before and knew it was only especially effective against Mind Masters in their spiritual forms.
And since he currently had a physical bodyāand in terms of raw power, was much stronger than Li Changāanāhe was certain the flames would have little effect on him.
The tall manās figure, holding his bizarre weapon, flickered through the fog. He was like a duckweed drifting on water, appearing and disappearing, making it impossible to track his exact position or movements.
The next second, an intense sense of danger emanated from Li Changāanās left shoulder.
But just as he focused his attention on his left, a long spear appeared over his right shoulder.
WHOOSH!
His opponentās speed was extreme, accompanied by the howl of rushing wind.
Under normal circumstances, even if Li Changāan had realized the feint by now, he would have been powerless to do anything at such a critical moment.
However, just as the weaponās tip was a mere inch from Li Changāanās body, he suddenly dodged the attack with lightning speed. Then, with a flick of his finger, a chilling flame landed on the tall man hidden within the fog.
The tall man had been prepared for an assault on his mind and soul.
To his surprise, when the flame landed on him, it was indeed just as he had expected at first: an illusory fire that burned the mind and soul.