On the battlefield, Dokter's figure retreated at top speed while Bu Lin's pounce drew ever closer.
"Let's see where else you can run!"
With a low shout, Bu Lin finally entered his attack range, and the heavy fist he had been building up for so long smashed down at Dokter.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
Suddenly, several phantom streaks shot from Dokter's sleeves without the slightest warning, targeting Bu Lin's throat, eyes, temple, heart, and other vital points.
Those phantom streaks were incredibly fast and had caught him completely off guard. Bu Lin had no time to dodge. Already in the midst of attacking, his defenses had fallen to their weakest point.
Just as everyone marveled that Dokter was about to succeed and instantly kill a Middle-rank Main God,
the phantom streaks, just before striking Bu Lin's body, were blocked by a thin protective layer and slammed fiercely into it.
After three consecutive impacts, the protective layer began to crack. But thanks to its cushioning effect, Bu Lin finally had time to react. He forcefully twisted his body and barely avoided the remaining two attacks.
However, that protective layer was completely shattered by the grazing impacts of the remaining two attacks.
Dokter's all-or-nothing surprise assault had been ruined by the defensive Human-rank God Weapon on Bu Lin's body. Still, it was not without gains. First, it had broken Bu Lin's defensive barrier. Second, it had completely dismantled Bu Lin's previous fierce offensive, leaving him shaken.
"Underhanded bastard. You actually launched a sneak attack!" After rapidly retreating, Bu Lin stared warily at Dokter.
"Hey, this is a battlefield. Sneak attacks are perfectly normal, aren't they? Besides, this hardly counts as a sneak attack. I attacked you head-on. You were just too slow to react." Dokter shamelessly argued, clearly dissatisfied that his attack had