Rat-a-tat-tat

Spiritual energy surged around Xu Youwei, condensing into layers of translucent barriers before her as she leaped to the side.

She could vaguely sense the immense threat posed by the strange weapon in Gu Yunxi's hands, and her first reaction was to defend.

On the Tianlan Continent, the power and consumption of spirit artifacts were basically directly proportional.

In her view, though the "spirit artifact" Gu Yunxi had chosen was formidable, it certainly could not be used continuously.

As long as she blocked the attacks at the outset, the outcome of the battle would basically hold no suspense.

Xu Youwei had also considered taking the initiative to attack, since that strange black "spirit artifact" looked rather cumbersome.

In the end, however, the thought of avoiding its edge won out.

She would rely on her superior speed to evade the attacks and wear down Gu Yunxi's spiritual energy.

When her opponent could no longer keep it up, she would launch the final attack.

A simple yet effective plan.

When Gu Yunxi saw that Xu Youwei had not attacked at once, the corners of her lips curled slightly.

The victor of this duel had already been decided!

If Xu Youwei had attacked, Gu Yunxi might have had no choice but to abandon the Gatling's advantage, since aiming and firing it took a little time.

And a few seconds were enough for a Divine Soul Sixth Rank cultivator to cross that distance and launch an attack.

Her gaze constantly tracking Xu Youwei's figure, Gu Yunxi pulled the trigger.

The black barrels began to rotate slowly.

Blinding muzzle flashes erupted alongside explosive cracks.

The bright yellow ammunition belt fed itself forward at astonishing speed. Smoking shell casings scattered across the ground, and the crisp clatter of metal striking metal was utterly drowned out by