Lu Daoxing detonated over a hundred of his tools at once, intent on treating Jiang Hao, who stood amid them, to a visual spectacle unlike anything he had ever experienced.
Watching the blue clouds in the distance, Lu Daoxing murmured, "Even armor forged from yellow-silver star ore should have a hole torn in it after several rounds of attacks and all those tools exploding."
The storm slowly subsided. Dust and distorted light gradually dispersed, revealing a figure.
Jiang Hao stood opposite Lu Daoxing once again.
He remained standing tall, light flowing across his gold-and-silver armor. Not only was it undamaged, it shone even brighter.
He looked at Lu Daoxing, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly. "Professor Lu, I actually had some expectations. I never imagined this was all you could manage."
At the sight, Lu Daoxing frowned slightly, quietly considering where things had gone wrong.
Barely a second into his contemplation, Jiang Hao suddenly vanished.
Immediately afterward, a white light point appeared in Lu Daoxing's field of vision. It rapidly swelled into a white flare that hurtled toward him, moving too fast for him to react.
In an instant, his figure was completely engulfed.
Crack, crack-
Four layers of protective barriers, each with a different attribute, instantly unfolded around Lu Daoxing, only to shatter one after another like fragile glass before the white light.
Standing amid the white radiance, Lu Daoxing continued to frown in thought.
He said quietly, "His skill has physical substance and produces level suppression, so the Jiang Hao I attacked was his actual body. There's no possibility of a decoy image. Cough, cough..."
Lu Daoxing coughed twice, and a mist of blood instantly coated the inside of his faceplate.
He tapped a button on his chest. The blood mist was instantly cleared away, restoring his