Xiang Boqing looked at the figure opposite him, towering like a divine general, and at Chen Chuan's long saber pointing his way. A flicker of surprise rose within him.
It was not because Chen Chuan had displayed a Spirit Manifestation whose appearance rivaled his own. After their earlier exchanges, he had already, without realizing it, come to regard Chen Chuan as an equal.
What caught his attention was Chen Chuan's full set of Boundary Fusion Armor.
As Origin Company's chief security consultant, he had only obtained an old-style suit of Boundary Fusion Armor from the Western Continent that barely covered his upper body. His helmet had been acquired in exchange for a Lost Object and did not belong to the original set;
as for the spear in his Spirit Manifestation's hands, he had tapped the company's connections and paid a considerable price in both resources and effort to acquire it. Only then had he managed to put together this semblance of a complete outfit.
Patchwork though it was, other Fighters at his level might not even have equipment as complete as his.
Yet the armor and weapons Chen Chuan wore were not only the finest of the fine, but clearly a matching set. Their dazzling radiance made his eyes sting slightly.
He fixed his eyes ahead. In an instant, dense blue-white spiritual fire rose from beneath his Spirit Manifestation's feet, rapidly spreading over its entire body and coating its surface in a thick layer.
Seeing this, Chen Chuan's brow flickered with light. Platinum-colored spiritual fire likewise spread across the Spirit Manifestation behind him, rippling around it in an instant.
The spectators on the island craned their necks and stared wide-eyed at the figures standing dozens of meters tall upon the earth. For a moment, they seemed to forget to breathe.