Inayat couldn't be blamed for having poor nerves. What was happening before his eyes was simply too bizarre, too uncanny. It was like a physics professor from Tianmen University winning a lightweight boxing match on points, a ninety-year-old grandma who was a level-eight fitter beating a three-time champion senseless in a MOBA game, or Lu Feng taking the top honor in an internal association selection...
Could that possibly be right?!
Even if everyone had a wolf's configuration, this was still ridiculously absurd! You were an Artisan—your operating system and software were both Embers! And I never saw you pull out a wolf's configuration either!
Or was it...
"Realm of Encirclement?"
He recalled the fleeting change he had sensed just now, that subtle detail that had seemed like an illusion, and shuddered in alarm. What the hell was that? From beginning to end, he hadn't felt a thing.
To repeatedly fall into a Realm of Encirclement without even realizing it—how was that any different from lying there and letting someone do whatever they wanted with him?
If this hadn't been a duel, then if he hadn't taken down his opponent in the very first exchange, he would probably already be dead! "It is indeed a Realm of Encirclement, but it's not as serious as you think, and there aren't any complicated effects."
Ji Jue finally spread his hands, displaying the existence of the Realm of Encirclement. "At most, it just makes some things more convenient. It still needs training and control. If you hadn't deliberately slowed down just now, I probably would've flipped over."
Non-Aggression flashed and vanished. As the Realm of Encirclement opened and closed, once Ji Jue stopped concealing himself, Inverse Scale's vision blurred, and he saw Ji Jue's palm already hovering over his throat, Scene Tremor poised to