Ji Wuri ultimately fled back. {Read the latest text chapters fastest}
Even the combined assault of four gigantic platinum Battle Puppets, each possessing one of the special abilities—particle vibration, strong acid corrosion, extreme freezing, and vacuum suction cups—had failed to keep him there. Yet Ji Wuri, usually so dashing and imposing, had been reduced to a sorry state. One steel arm of the Vengeful Prince he piloted had been corroded beyond recognition, while countless terrifying gashes had burst across its armor, leaving it pitted and battered, more tattered than a beggar's clothes.
The Vengeful Prince's left foot, below the knee, remained frozen even now.
Even if it were thawed,
those steel components would likely have become too brittle to use.
Fortunately, Ji Wuri had evaded the attack of the platinum Battle Puppet with vacuum suction cups. Otherwise, the Vengeful Prince would never have made it back to the Puppet Hall.
When the students saw even Ji Wuri return in such disarray, their spirits could no longer hold. Aside from a handful of elite students such as Prince Yangquan and Tower Wolf Mige, who still dared remain behind to resist the bronze puppet beasts' assault, all the other students had long since swarmed through the portal and withdrawn.
Fortunately, the half-hour time limit had expired, and the portal opened once more.
Otherwise, the students who had volunteered for this challenge assessment truly risked being wiped out to the last man.
Ji Wuri watched the four platinum Battle Puppets in the distance for a while, then gave a slight shake of his head. He put away the heavily damaged, half-crippled Vengeful Prince and left with his usual elegance, not even sparing Zhong Hua, whose face bore an expression of schadenfreude, a single glance.
"Went after a chicken and lost the rice used