"God's Dominator, who exactly are you..." Occam cried hoarsely, his eyes bloodshot as Battle Qi surged wildly around him. A thunderous blast of Battle Qi shot from his hand, but at the very instant it flew out, a jet of blood burst from where the Flying Spear had pierced his body. His attack faltered ever so slightly, too subtly to detect, and its power immediately weakened by a third...
The Phantom Knight's Battle Qi blast grazed past Zhang Tie's body like a shockwave and slammed into the ground, instantly blowing apart the peak of an iceberg over a hundred meters tall. Even as he attacked, Occam rapidly shifted his position.
But all of it was futile. Having fought Zhang Tie for nearly half an hour while severely wounded, Occam had proven the might of a Phantom Knight. But by now, he was a spent arrow at the end of its flight, his oil exhausted and lamp guttering out. That much was evident merely from his Battle Qi attacks and the increasingly unstable fluctuations of his protective Battle Qi.
Across dozens of kilometers of the icefield where the two had fought, everything was already in utter ruin.
Moving at thirteen times the speed of sound, Zhang Tie circled Occam like lightning leaping through the void, constantly changing his position and leaving Occam hard-pressed to cope.
In the most dangerous close-quarters combat, a knight's field of vision was limited. When Occam's vision could not keep up with Zhang Tie's speed, his attacks could no longer truly threaten Zhang Tie. Up to this point, Occam's full-force strikes had either been evaded by Zhang Tie at extreme speed or merely grazed the edge of Zhang Tie's protective Battle Qi, while Occam's wide-area attacks had been blocked head-on by Zhang Tie.
His full-force attacks could