The leader of Rising Tide felt miserable.
But today, he was determined to go toe-to-toe with Steve.
He refused to believe it. If he could not break his opponent's shield, he would wear him down!
He believed that as long as the shield sustained enough attacks, it would eventually break.
And at that moment, Steve really was trapped.
Those four copies of himself alone were already giving him a hard time.
He had no choice but to activate his Lesser Invincibility Shield, weather the first wave of attacks, and then slowly work out how to deal with them.
But unexpectedly, his opponent produced two more people. Their physical bodies were so powerful that the sight made his heart pound.
Body cultivators were just that blatantly powerful, their imposing presence on full display.
So Steve knew at a glance that he was no match for them.
Looking at those muscles, which resembled marble statues, he had no idea where to even begin.
Now he was completely stuck.
If he went out, he would definitely get surrounded and beaten.
And his behavior left the leader of Rising Tide both relieved and miserable.
What made him miserable was that this match had been turned into a war of attrition. It was no fun at all.
What relieved him was that, with his opponent hunkering down inside instead of fighting for real, the chance of a mind-over-matter power surge was approaching zero.
In that case, it was only a matter of time before his opponent lost this round.
And after Steve had consumed half his Holy Light, he realized this too.
Keeping the Lesser Invincibility Shield active was no different from drinking poison to quench his thirst.
If he was going to lose anyway, he might as well take a chance!
Having figured that