"You're strong, but you're still no match for me!"
You Jing's eyes blazed as he stared at Fang Mo, though his heart was heavy with concern. His opponent was only a Level Four Liquid Metal Warrior, yet he had fought a Level Five warrior like You Jing to a standstill. There was something strange about his armor.
It clearly lacked the core power of a Level Five suit, yet its defense and durability were every bit as good.
"Is that so? The real fight is just beginning!"
Fang Mo's voice came from inside the armor, mechanical and utterly devoid of life.
"What do you mean?"
Confusion flashed in You Jing's eyes. He didn't believe his opponent could unleash even greater strength. Was he planning to burn out his Power core?
"Wait—what?"
His eyes suddenly narrowed, his expression turning grave.
The armor on Fang Mo's body flowed toward his hand like water—or, more precisely, toward the Dragon Blood Long Blade he held. As the Liquid Gold flowed into the blade, it repaired the notch and made the weapon denser and sturdier.
His opponent stood revealed in his true form: clad in a dark green sword robe, with short, sharp-looking hair, sword-like brows, bright eyes, and a face as smooth as jade. He stood tall and straight as a sword's edge, a fierce battle intent radiating from him.
"A martial True Man—you're a True Man Realm warrior from the Tianli Sect?"
You Jing's pupils contracted sharply with shock. "How can you use Liquid Metal Battle Armor? That belongs to our Mechanical Empire!"
Fang Mo raised the Dragon Blood Long Blade in his hand and said calmly,
"In our Tianli Sect, we call it profound armor. It's a type of equipment."
A glint flashed in You Jing's eyes. "I didn't expect the Tianli