An Zihao's greatest strength was his willpower, which had reached the level of a Middle God. Once unleashed, it was no trifling matter.
Being able to withstand An Zihao's mental assault proved that the Great Digital Era possessed exceptionally outstanding defenses in this regard.
"Impressive. It can even block my willpower." An Zihao praised him, then removed the huge brush from his back and swept it through the air, painting trails of ink.
The black ink swirled up and down as An Zihao rode upon it, gliding and dancing through the air like a surfer. While moving at high speed, he launched attacks, condensing his willpower into a single point and firing it like an arrow.
What Fan Lang had blocked before were dispersed mental attacks, whereas what he had to withstand now were concentrated attacks. By comparison, this kind of attack was much harder to defend against.
The arrow-sharp mental strike hit the Digital Bastion, leaving a deep dent in it.
For the sake of experimentation, Fan Lang simply remained where he was and served as a living target, allowing An Zihao to attack at will.
One attacked while the other defended, and their battle was extremely intense.
Fan Lang blocked ninety-nine percent of the attacks. Only a small number pierced through the defenses formed by the Great Digital Era.
This meant that the Great Digital Era could still be breached.
After launching dozens of consecutive attacks, An Zihao seized an opportunity and suddenly accelerated toward Fan Lang. He swung the huge brush in his hand, pouring both Mystic Power and willpower into it. The brush tip instantly shone brightly, and its power multiplied.
One of the previous attacks had happened to leave a ring-shaped depression in the Great Digital Era, creating a flaw. An Zihao struck the flaw