Flores Wanda knew that he had chosen a very unwise way to fight, but he had no other choice now.
He understood that he was not good at physical combat or spiritual energy martial arts. As a promising cult leader and a master of spiritual energy arrays, he was also a pre-biologist preparing for university. Why would he always resort to punching?
He was a dignified "Spirit Possession" user, wielding the power of life that could reverse life and death. If explained using a classical fantasy worldview, he could be a priest when used positively, and a necromancer when used negatively. Such a master caster template meant he should use various profound, high-intelligence magical tactics to directly toy with his enemies until they died.
However, he also knew that slowly wearing down the opponent with spiritual energy was no longer possible. His current body had only just completed its reincarnation, and the grafting between his soul and flesh was not entirely complete. His control over spiritual energy was far from as proficient as it was with his old body. Moreover, this method of soul transfer was not without any cost. At the very least, his previous two soul transfers each brought a certain weakening of his mental power, requiring considerable diligent cultivation to recover.
Currently, he could not unleash the Cycle of Life and Death; even the "Finger of Death" move he used just now took more than three times the effort to condense than usual.
Furthermore, the result of using "Finger of Death" just now was already very clear: it was completely meaningless against that expert disguised as a medic.
That "expert" should be Yu Lian's subordinate, specifically called to ambush him... So, doesn't that mean Yu Lian is an even greater expert?
This statement actually lacks logic; who says the boss must be the best fighter? However, Flores Wanda had suffered enough losses today and had to be cautious.
While spiritual energy spells were profound, bizarre, and incredibly powerful, once an expert found a weakness, he would die quite miserably. In comparison, brute force was more reliable. After all, the body's adaptability was much faster than the metaphysical mental power, consciousness sea, or soul strength. When the soul and the new body completed their grafting, spiritual energy instantly completed the strengthening of every cell.
This was a natural effect of spiritual energy. All spiritual energy users, upon awakening or advancing a ring, could revive with full health, mana, and status. This was the benefit for the superhumans of this Universe.
He temporarily could not unleash the spiritual energy spells of a Five Rings expert, but he could utilize the physical qualities of a Five Rings.
Even if Flores Wanda was truly not skilled in martial arts or physical techniques, he had received specialized training and would at least not be a hindrance. Having lost almost all his spiritual energy weapons and ancient artifacts, he gritted his teeth, meeting force with force, strength with strength, and unleashed the most imposing punch of his life.
The heavy punch whistled through the narrow passage with a fierce, scorching wind, causing intense vibrations in the air, even bringing faint sparks and flashes of electricity, creating an intimidating shimmer in this dark underground space.
...Then, an even brighter halo suppressed his light.
The opponent directly revealed a Lightsaber.
If the opponent had been holding some chainsword or power hammer, Flores Wanda would naturally not have been afraid at all. He was confident in himself, believing he could withstand bullets with his body and counter high-carbon blades with his fists.
A Five Rings powerhouse possessed such physical qualities.
But the problem was, a Lightsaber was a killing weapon that could even cut through battleship armor! This thing, rather than being a weapon, could already be considered a high-quality spiritual energy treasure. He simply could not resist it.
He could only awkwardly retract his fist, barely conjuring a Field Shimmer with his spiritual energy, which collided with the Lightsaber, finally deflecting the opponent's strike.
"If you're so capable, don't use a Lightsaber!" he couldn't help but curse in his heart, then immediately felt that he was being too undignified. Divine weapons and various miraculously effective treasures were inherently considered part of one's strength. To quibble over this would only make him the laughingstock of the entire Universe.
He gritted his teeth, and a murky mist suddenly rose behind him, covering the walls on both sides.
The cold, ancient stone slabs, infused with spiritual energy, began to glow with an eerie white light. They cracked and shattered, turning into countless pebbles, yet they seemed to have been given life, swarming towards Yu Lian like a beehive surrounding its nest.
"Simulated life? Heh..." Yu Lian sneered, and his Lightsaber lightly sliced. The light blade gracefully unfolded along a smooth and mysterious trajectory, and a bright yet warm halo immediately formed a circle, as if transforming into a nascent sun wheel.
The white light of the sun wheel enveloped Yu Lian in a passionate glow. However, like a typical summer sun wheel, it concealed an impenetrable sword stance.
All the activated gravel were like a storm encountering a mountain, not advancing an inch.
The pebbles were struck down one after another, turning into finer dust.
Flores Wanda's eyes involuntarily narrowed. The flying stones he blasted out looked simple, but in reality, each one contained his spiritual energy derivation. Once destroyed, the internal energy would undergo a so-called reversal, transforming into death qi that corroded life force.
To put it more directly, each of these flying stones was equivalent to a deadly gas bomb, and a rule-level instant-death toxin.
He wasn't worried at all about them being shot down by the enemy; in fact, being shot down was better.
But this time, they were shattered again. And then, they were merely shattered.
The light wheel formed by the sword dance looked flashy, at most like a faster and denser flurry of sword moves, but it covered the entire passage impenetrably. As the blade danced, a rhythmic spiritual energy fluctuation also gently unfolded a barrier that could only be perceived by spiritual energy, not only piercing through those active flying stones but also silently neutralizing the death qi within them.
This was one of the core secret techniques of the Alliance Nebula Guardian swordsmanship, the "Sun Wheel Style," which integrated offense and defense, and unified body and spirit.
...He even knew this? What about the Commonwealth officer he was supposed to be? Why could a Commonwealth officer proficiently master the core secret techniques of Alliance superhumans?
Besides thinking it was terrifying, Flores Wanda could not think of any other way to describe it.
Now, the opponent was only defending, but when the moment came for defense to turn into offense, could he truly withstand it?
Flores Wanda knew that continuing to fight like this would be extremely perilous.
If he couldn't win, the battle was meaningless! If he couldn't achieve a quick victory, it was equally meaningless!
Thinking of this, he took a step back, and the muscles on his back rippled, directly growing eight arms, each hand gripping a Field Shimmer blade.
"Storm Sword Dance, this is my sword!" he roared, and all eight arms simultaneously swung at Yu Lian in a flurry of slashes.
Facts proved that the Storm Sword Dance and the chaotic hacks indeed had a similar effect, lacking any particular style or feints.
No wonder, Flores Wanda's martial arts were mediocre, and his swordsmanship was even worse than a novice.
However, he was still a Five Rings, so each chaotic slash from his eight arms was at least terrifying in speed and power. Yu Lian had to concentrate all his mental energy and try his best to parry.
Thus, within these short five or six seconds, the Field Shimmer blades and Lightsaber collided at least a hundred times. The collision of energy caused their magnetic fields to intertwine, and the dull "humming" sound, having resonated too many times in a very short period, immediately formed a high-frequency sound wave that ordinary hearing could not capture, accompanied by heart-pounding tremors, constantly impacting the surrounding passage rocks.
The Sero Ancient City underground palace, which had existed for thousands of years, immediately fell into its second round of destruction. Shattered rock walls and unsupported earth and stone surged in from all directions like a dam-breaking flood.
However, the continuously submerging mud and rocks had no effect on Flores Wanda. His entire being, from bones to flesh, seemed to shrink into a thin flat plane, squeezing directly through the crevices of the rock.
After passing through the collapsed area, he expanded back into his original form, like a San-Ti person watered sufficiently, then accelerated deeper into the distant passage.
However, he had only run two or three steps when he could only helplessly turn back, pulling out another spiritual energy ripple to bounce away a small hidden weapon that had already hit him from behind.
However, the flying object, only the size of a glass marble, did not shatter upon impact. Instead, it lightly bounced to the side and transformed into a rope that directly ensnared Flores Wanda's calf.
The other end of the rope pointed directly to the dust-filled collapse, falling into the hand of a figure that had materialized from nothingness.
"Field Shimmer... and Fa Fu'er Dragon Eye?" Flores Wanda squeezed out a low, hoarse growl from his throat.
"You know your stuff! An expert." Yu Lian nodded in praise.
Flores Wanda smiled slightly with self-satisfaction and pride, then subtly lowered his shoulder, and a solemn and awe-inspiring sense of oppression flashed in his eyes again.
"Next move, take my Sword Dance of Light!"
Yu Lian held his Lightsaber horizontally, preparing to receive the move.
The Storm Sword Dance just now was already very sharp; this "Sword Dance of Light" sounded like it would be even more powerful, right? Although ultimately it was just a chaotic hack, who could say it was useless?
However, at this instant, Flores Wanda's calf, entangled by the Fa Fu'er Dragon Eye, strangely dematerialized. After a flickering, hazy airflow, he directly broke free from the restraint. His entire body erupted with bright white light, temporarily even overshadowing the Lightsaber.
Yu Lian merely shifted his gaze slightly, avoiding the direct hit of the sudden flash on his eyes, and saw that the opponent had already gone far, accompanying the light.
So the so-called Sword Dance of Light was to be as fast as light when escaping! I learned something!
I took the baby out to celebrate his birthday this afternoon and played around. But I still managed to get this chapter out. Keep burning~~~~
