Yan Xiaowu's pupils contracted slightly, disbelief filling his heart.
He could hardly believe his eyes.
His lack of combat strength wasn't because his skills lacked power. On the contrary, his [Blue Flame] skill was devastating, capable of destroying almost anything!
However, [Blue Flame] could only gather around his hands. He couldn't throw it to attack at range. In other words, it was an invincible close-combat skill.
Though [Blue Flame] was powerful in close combat, Yan Xiaowu lacked a strong physique, and none of his other skills improved his strength or agility.
So, despite possessing [Blue Flame], an invincible close-combat skill, Yan Xiaowu lacked the foundation to unleash its full power in melee.
That was his weakness, but it had nothing to do with the bizarre sight before him!
Qin Siyang had taken his [Blue Flame] skill straight to the face!
How could he possibly have survived?!
Suddenly, something occurred to Yan Xiaowu.
Level suppression!
Someone with a higher sequence level than him could negate a lethal attack once!
Yan Xiaowu blanched. "You're sequence level seven?!"
Qin Siyang didn't answer.
On the day Lu Daoxing left, he had given Qin Siyang a Fourth-Tier Storage Box.
Various items and some hand-drawn diagrams had been carefully arranged inside.
"Xiao Qin, you're the one I worry about most as I leave. Especially since you need a new set of Tier Four Armor every two or three days. That makes me even more concerned."
Qin Siyang said, "Don't worry, Professor Lu. I'll be careful."
Lu Daoxing shook his head. "An ace soldier shouldn't have to worry about guns and ammunition before going into battle. You shouldn't be held back by something like armor, either."
"You don't need to worry. Old Li will help me."
Lu Daoxing shook his head again. "No. Although Old Li can