Thud! Clink! Bang, bang! Clang!
In their first exchange, Bai Jing jabbed Chang Fengle in the forehead with her sword hilt, then pulled out his blade and casually drove it into the ground.
Then she hammered two punches into his stomach before drawing her sword and laying it against Chang Fengle's neck.
Electricity still crackled at the corners of Chang Fengle's mouth, but he had already lost.
"He's terrible! Absolutely hopeless." Xu Le shook his head as he watched from the side.
With lightning enhancement, Chang Fengle might not have been able to take a Level 3 Warrior head-on, but he was Level 2 himself. He certainly should have been capable of holding his own for a while.
He really should not have been taken out in a single exchange like that.
His performance had not been a matter of Bai Jing overwhelming him with superior strength. He was simply terrible, and she had completely outplayed him.
"What was that?"
"Seriously, the lightning might as well not have been there."
"Ha, a useless fruit after all."
Hearing everyone's comments, Xu Le's mouth twitched. He had actually held rather high hopes for this kind of fruit.
The reason was simple.
He could control its creation and mass-produce it without expending much power.
He could even... produce this kind of fruit while consuming almost none of his own energy.
Its underlying principles had something in common with both the Soul Torch and the Furnace.
It devoured Ancient Yin Duo Energy, generated new power, and produced fruit.
This was his experiment, and it had already yielded results.
Now was the time to test the quality of these fruits. If Chang Fengle performed well, it would help greatly in spreading them.
Unfortunately, he was too terrible.
With nothing concrete to show, the others dispersed