"My turn. Draw a card—alright, alright, no more stale memes. Every slap of mine carries at least three months' worth of cultivation. Can you take it?"
The young man smiled, still muttering nonsense under his breath, but his attack was exceptionally ruthless.
The moment he stepped onto the field, he unleashed his ultimate.
"Rumble!"
The earth trembled as an enormous "palm" descended from the sky, artificially creating an earthquake.
It was a jade-white bone, shaped like a human right arm, yet it was making the exact same movements as Lu PingAn.
Plucking a flower, smiling, Vajra's wrathful glare.
The Buddha's phantom flickered in and out behind the young man, while the bound evil god once again swung down its massive palm.
"Boom!"
This time, metal collided with bone, yet it was that arrogant little Golden Man that let out a crisp crack and developed fractures.
"How is that possible?!"
For the first time, unease—and even panic—appeared on Li Fan's normally immovable face.
His Vajra body had actually lost to what looked like an oversized, brittle ordinary white bone.
".It's not ordinary. Not ordinary at all. This is Divine Bone, the remains left behind by a true god after death."
Seeing through the other man's shock at a glance, Lu PingAn calmly announced it while watching his opponent's response with interest.
The massive phantom bone floated in midair, flickering in and out of sight. Behind it stood a half-skeletal god-demon, one half of its face flesh and blood, smiling, while the other half was bare bone, glaring in fury. It was exceptionally bizarre.
"This? I call it 'Bind Soul: White Bone Great Bodhisattva.' Honestly, even I didn't expect my fourth-tier Fighter class to mesh so well with the Rider class."
The "simulated target" for this soul-binding was a god-demon Lu PingAn