Form a Pact

Below, Thousand Mechanism Grounds.

Inside the array's barrier of light, the two combat puppets already began to clash.

The silver-white puppet that Lin Xiao manipulated moved with extreme speed!

He practiced Metal Law, but right then, traces of illusory cyan airflow intertwined all around that silver-white puppet's body.

There is Wind Law too, Lu Zhen's gaze narrowed slightly.

Lin Xiao's manipulation was far stronger than Zhao Li's earlier by more than a mere grade.

Wind was formless, while metal was supremely rigid—the two intertwined.

Screech, screech, screech—

The silver-white puppet formed blades with its fingers, and every single thrust directly targeted the array nodes of Lu Zhen's dark gold puppet with the razor sharpness of that Geng Metal Qi.

Lu Zhen manipulated Light Law, turning it into a dense net of light to barely fend him off.

What exquisite force, Lu Zhen inwardly praised.

Lin Xiao's offensive was like a master butcher dismembering an ox; the slightest carelessness would lead to his central hub being severed.

Outside the array.

Several veteran disciples who also ranked in the top one thousand of the Inner Sect looked at the clash within the light screen, all wearing solemn expressions.

"Senior Brother Lin's Geng Metal Qi has grown even sharper," a youth carrying a broadsword said in a deep voice.

"Indeed. His fusion of the wind and metal laws has grown a layer deeper than it was half a year ago," another person nearby nodded in agreement. "With this kind of exquisite and meticulous manipulation, it is already no small feat for that Lu Zhen to hold on until now."

"Judging by this momentum, Senior Brother Lin is expected to break into the top six hundred, or even... the top five hundred in this year's Grand Competition."

Hearing this number, flashes of ardent desire