Amid the clash of blades, gang gales surged in every direction. Mei Xuan unleashed the saber techniques she had learned from an Outer Dao martial artist of the Other Continent to their fullest, and by the end of the complete sequence, Li Chen was already struggling to hold her off.
His reactions were sharp. No matter how fast Mei Xuan swung her War Saber, he could see through its trajectory, and his body's strength was sufficient to dodge and block. Yet, without his noticing, his movements seemed to begin losing their form. Then he lost the foundation of his defense and took several slashes in succession.
Several bursts of blood stained his vision red. Before long, Li Chen felt the pain of flesh being severed.
The pain was faint, roughly equivalent to a small knife nicking his skin, but his vision immediately spun wildly before becoming fixed in place, unable to move.
As though his divine soul had left his body, Li Chen felt himself floating upward, light and weightless, and saw his slain corpse.
"You lost!"
Mei Xuan smiled and raised her hand triumphantly.
"I certainly did."
Li Chen nodded, but paid it no mind. Instead, he looked toward the ground.
Whoosh! Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
In an instant, ten Armored Warrior Puppets appeared simultaneously and swiftly surrounded Mei Xuan.
Mei Xuan cried out, "Why are there so many all at once?!"
She seemed to have lost her Foundation Establishment cultivation at that moment. Faced with ten two-star Armored Warrior Puppets, she actually appeared rather flustered.
After all, just as when Li Chen had lost earlier, she was controlling a specific "character."
Li Chen said, "I could already control around ten Armored Warrior Puppets with precision. If I activate the automated combat system, the number under my command will reach