From Igniting Talents to Becoming a Demon God - Section 682

Clang!

The black saber slid from its sheath, its blade flashing through the air.

Splurt!

The flying Black man's left arm was severed at the shoulder, the cut as smooth as a mirror. Crimson blood gushed from the wound, spraying across the silver alloy floor.

"Argh!"

His scream rang out, and even the dark red energy coating his body dimmed and turned illusory, as if he had suffered a devastating blow.

"Damn it!"

At the sight, Hoffman gritted his teeth. "I refuse to believe this! Get them together!"

Crash!

He abruptly spread his hands, and every piece of metal in the room began to tremble violently.

The several metal spheres in his hands in particular transformed into sharp spikes and shot straight at Ji Linxian.

The piercing whistles were ear-splitting, even producing rings of Mach cones. They seemed to have surpassed the speed of sound and could pierce any defense.

Yet—

Buzz!

All the metal spikes stopped at once, hovering half a meter from Ji Linxian's side.

Hoffman's pupils contracted. He quickly sensed an invisible force restraining his metal creations.

"You?!"

His face filled with shock and fury as he turned to look at Gray Feather, seven or eight meters away.

She had one hand raised, her five fingers loosely curled. The force field in her palm twisted into a vortex.

"Your opponent is me."

Gray Feather spoke calmly and clenched her fingers.

Boom!!!

The suspended metal spikes were crushed apart by the force field. Countless metal fragments sprayed in every direction, clattering sharply against the surroundings.

Hoffman let out a muffled groan, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

He had actually suffered a psychic backlash.

His prized metal manipulation had encountered suppression from a higher-level ability!

"Damn it!"

Chen Yuanwu's face darkened at the sight. He stomped