"Right here." Li Yuan moved like lightning. Yet at this moment, he deliberately slowed himself down, his mind calming to the extreme as he listened intently for movement within the wall.
Whoosh!
"My sprint over here affected me somewhat." Li Yuan took a deep breath. The force within his body circulated, and countless tiny strands of force relaxed slightly, preparing for his next eruption.
Li Yuan did not rush forward immediately. Instead, he worked to adjust his condition.
Rigid strength could not last.
A Level 19 High-Grade Martialist could sprint at one hundred meters per second, but it was absolutely impossible to sustain that speed... Li Yuan's explosive bursts in his Mind-Micro-Perception state were even more so.
Just like ordinary people: they could often reach ten meters per second in an all-out sprint, but did that mean they could run one thousand meters in only one hundred seconds?
His opponent was a Second Order Fish Spirit Race Warrior. Against an Alien Race fighter of that level, Li Yuan alone could be said to have not even a sliver of a chance of victory.
Whoosh!
Soundlessly, Li Yuan activated his specially made Source Power Battle Suit.
Without infusing it with Source Power, the battle suit's defensive power dropped considerably.
But likewise, without Source Power enhancing it, the Source Power Battle Suit was utterly inconspicuous beneath its outer armor, allowing Li Yuan to easily blend into the darkness.
With a light leap, Li Yuan jumped onto the four- to five-meter-high school wall and crouched directly atop it.
Looking down—
Li Yuan clearly saw the situation. More than three hundred meters away, on the school athletic field—
Two figures stood there. One was a terrifying, towering figure enveloped in blue light, while the other resembled a warrior of flame, wielding a long spear.