Tony's opponent was also a Third-Tier Transcendent.
Moreover, the class his opponent had advanced into left him with a complicated expression.
Because his opponent's class was called Mechanical War God.
Despite the name, Mechanical War God, it actually involved controlling nanomechanical bugs to form all kinds of high-tech weapons.
After the countdown ended, Tony had wanted to exchange a few words with his opponent, but the man had an icy disposition and attacked without a word.
Countless nanobugs crawled out of his pores, forming a mechanical storm around his body.
When the storm dispersed, the man was gone. In his place stood a mech over five meters tall, brimming with high-tech sophistication.
Its streamlined body, metallic coloring, and mysterious patterns exuded a brutal aesthetic everywhere.
"Hey, buddy, aren't you a little too impatient?" Tony said, taking a few steps back.
But the only response he received was several missiles hurtling toward him.
Caught off guard, Tony dodged awkwardly, but still ended up covered in dust and grime.
"Fine. I hereby declare that you've successfully pissed me off!" Tony said through gritted teeth.
Yet his opponent still showed no intention of speaking.
The mech's back transformed, revealing one dark opening after another. Several laser beams shot out, all homing in on Tony like guided missiles.
This time, however, Tony was ready. He raised his staff and instantly conjured a Whirlwind Shield.
The lasers slammed savagely into the Whirlwind Shield, their terrifying energy pressing a dent into the rapidly spinning shield.
After blocking the lasers, Tony swung his staff again, sending a bolt of lightning streaking out.
The mech had been about to dodge, but for some reason, it seemed to suddenly freeze for a moment. It failed to move aside in time, and the lightning struck it hard in the chest.