Ding!
Bai Weiwei's sword struck Luo Nitian's body, leaving only an extremely shallow mark.
Then Luo Nitian suddenly spun around, the staff in his hand catching against a rock and forming a circle with an enormous attack radius.
Faced with this violent assault, Bai Weiwei could only retreat. After all, her physique was only at an ordinary person's level. If Luo Nitian's staff really hit her, she would undoubtedly die on the spot.
Her ability was called "White Illusion." It was a kind of white energy that she could shape however she pleased, even turning it into anything she wanted.
The problem was that this energy could not interfere with matter. It was more like an illusion, and Bai Weiwei herself controlled its density.
The figures she had released earlier were actually one manifestation of her ability. What she excelled at most was finding an enemy's weakness amid attacks that were both real and false, then crushing them.
The problem was that this ability seemed useless against Luo Nitian. He had clearly memorized the size of the arena. Now, with his eyes closed, he spun his body and slowly searched every corner of the stage. Once Bai Weiwei was forced into a corner, she would either have to surrender or be beaten to death by Luo Nitian's staff.
Without a doubt, Luo Nitian had researched Bai Weiwei's ability beforehand. That was why he had devised such a shameless tactic specifically to counter her.
"..."
Bai Weiwei kept retreating. Watching Luo Nitian steadily approach, she finally gritted her teeth and thrust her sword into the edge of the stage, then retreated to the hilt and crouched down.
She was betting that Luo Nitian's staff could not reach her. Once she dodged his attack, Luo Nitian would only waste his stamina by