Lu Daoxing's expression was calm, as if the scene just now was nothing more than routine.
He casually reminded Qin Siyang, "Little Qin, the battle has already started, don't get distracted."
His tone carried the ease of a senior.
Before Qin Siyang could snap out of it, three streaks of silver light flashed in the distance again.
Lu Daoxing's feet gathered a blue light circle, with ripple-like light waves spreading within it.
His figure flickered once in the blue light circle and suddenly disappeared.
Then, dozens of blue light circles appeared on the ground, like light and shadow effects on a stage.
Lu Daoxing reappeared at the blue light circle closest to Ma Shi, flicked his fingers.
DING! DING! DING!
Once again, the silk threads shattered the three round flying blades Ma Shi had just thrown.
Lu Daoxing stared solemnly at Ma Shi in the distance.
The tiny dust particles stained by shattered fragments on Ma Shi's body were gently brushed off by him.
Then he looked up at Lu Daoxing, a hint of admiration in his smile, "Old Lu, you've gotten stronger."
Praise from the enemy didn't make Lu Daoxing particularly happy.
He only responded indifferently, "I was never weak."
"Old Lu, back when we sparred in the combat arena, I don't recall you ever beating me."
"That was then, this is now."
Lu Daoxing's figure suddenly split into dozens of copies, each standing on a blue light circle, identical in appearance.
Each one had a weapon appearing on their back.
Ma Shi showed a bit of disdain in his eyes, "Old Lu, you came up with this flashy trick, I thought it'd be something amazing. Turns out it's just an illusion. Don't you know this kind of God Hunter gear is outdated?"
"Among all these clones of yours, only one is real. The rest are just illusions. I just need to find the real one."
The corners of all the Lu Daoxings' mouths lifted with identical curves, "Then try it."
As he spoke, one Lu Daoxing fired a shot at Ma Shi. The bullet instantly expanded into a giant purple sphere, crushing down on Ma Shi.
Ma Shi immediately pulled a golden card thin as a cicada's wing from his pocket and tossed it lightly. The card rapidly expanded in the air, transforming into a massive golden shield that forcibly blocked the impact of the purple sphere.
The sphere exploded on the shield with a muffled sound that wasn't too loud, then turned into a wisp of purple smoke.
The shield only trembled slightly and remained intact.
Another Lu Daoxing made a move, tossing a metallic-colored ring.
The moment the ring touched the ground, it seemed to sprout limbs, bypassed the shield, and dashed swiftly toward Ma Shi.
Ma Shi muttered under his breath, "The previous one was real, this one is fake!"
Lu Daoxing burst out laughing, "If you've got the guts, you can stand still."
In the end, Ma Shi didn't dare to gamble. He pulled out a glowing capsule from his pocket and threw it directly.
The capsule instantly turned into a dazzling array of lights. When the metallic-colored ring passed through, it was immediately swallowed.
BOOM!!!
A thunderous explosion followed.
Ma Shi's face changed drastically.
"How is this possible? That one was real too?"
"Ma Shi, it's not over yet."
BANG! BANG! BANG!
All the Lu Daoxings each drew a variety of weapons from their backs, and every single clone launched attacks at Ma Shi with different methods.
After his earlier experience, Ma Shi didn't dare to be careless again.
Fearing the real mixed with the fake, and the fake hiding the real.
He kept dodging repeatedly.
But to his horror, he discovered that Lu Daoxing had no intention of playing games with illusions.
Every single one of Lu Daoxing's attacks could manifest physically.
If he failed to dodge even one, he'd be seriously injured.
Ma Shi quickly retreated, and at the same time, pulled out a string of silver-glinting round beads from his sleeve.
With a flick of his hand, the beads automatically homed in on every Lu Daoxing clone.
The beads exploded in the air, releasing a net of fine electricity, attempting to eliminate Lu Daoxing's clones.
However, when the electric nets hit the clones, it was as if they encountered empty air, passing straight through Lu Daoxing's bodies and falling to the ground.
All the Lu Daoxings remained unharmed, still standing steadily within the blue circles.
Seeing this, Ma Shi stopped making sarcastic remarks, his expression turning grim.
"Old Lu, you've really gotten a lot stronger."
"I told you, I was never weak."
As the two remained in a standoff, another fight broke out on the other side.
Seeing everyone's attention drawn to Lu Daoxing, Li Tianming thought it was a perfect opportunity for a sneak attack.
He set his sights on Guo Jiuxiao and Hu Yunsheng, who had lost one arm.
He pressed his palms together again.
The crimson mask on his face, which had never faded, darkened into a wine-like maroon.
Dozens of thick, vigorous vines shot out like a startled snake swarm, lunging toward Guo Jiuxiao and Hu Yunsheng.
Qin Siyang noticed these vines were different from before.
They were covered in tiny barbs like sweat hairs, and a transparent liquid oozed from the tips.
Seeing this, Guo Jiuxiao also pressed his hands together, summoning a considerable number of vines.
However, his vines were lighter in color and not as thick.
At a glance, clearly no match for Li Tianming's.
When the two sets of vines met mid-air, they began a fierce entanglement.
Sure enough, Guo Jiuxiao's vines were quickly twisted and snapped one after another under the brute force of Li Tianming's thick vines.
In just a short scuffle, Guo Jiuxiao's relatively slender vines were left broken and scattered all over the ground.
Li Tianming continued to control his vines to strike at the two.
The earlier entanglement had bought Hu Yunsheng some time to prepare and react.
With only his right arm remaining, Hu Yunsheng swiftly extended it, fingers spread wide.
From his fingertips, countless fine blue threads shot out like fireworks, exploding and scattering across the sky, completely enveloping all the vines.
Each vine was entangled by the blue threads.
Though they struggled to break free, the net was extremely tough, no escape possible.
Hu Yunsheng then clenched his fist sharply, and the thread net began to contract. The bright blue threads gradually turned snow white.
At the same time, the vines ensnared by the net lost their vibrant green and turned charred black.
Finally, with a creaking sound, they snapped and turned into blackened fragments, falling to the ground like burnt charcoal.
Hu Yunsheng sighed, "Old Guo, even if Li Tianming is down on his luck, you're still no match for him."
"You're just a standard sequence level-five [Shaman], and you think you can challenge him? That's kind of an insult to him."
Guo Jiuxiao's face was gloomy, "Of course I know I'm not strong enough now!"
"The key is, I didn't expect a fight today!"
"We've got five professors here! And we're getting stuck by one bald fat guy named Li Tianming?"
"How was I supposed to know a bunch of people would meddle and secretly follow him?"
"I can understand Zhang Kuang showing up. But what the hell are Lu Daoxing and Hao Liang doing here?"
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