As Single Pupil and Multiple Pupils met each other's gaze, Zhang Ji's charging body suddenly jerked to a halt...
It was like an iron bar had suddenly been thrust into the wheel of a speeding motorcycle.
The inevitable result was a crash that sent the rider flying.
Zhang Ji slammed into the black water, landing more or less face-first.
But after briefly losing control of his body, he immediately stood up, spat out a mouthful of black water, and his gaze gradually sharpened.
More and more pupils appeared in his eyeballs, making his eyes look increasingly like a fly's.
The gap between Level 5 and Level 4 had already begun to show.
Xu Le's Demon Eye had caused him no substantive harm.
"Spell Formula-Silence."
Bzzzz!
Zhang Ji's wings began vibrating at high frequency, but Xu Le, standing where he was, heard nothing.
No, it wasn't just the vibration of the wings. He couldn't hear any other sounds around him either.
"A muting ability? A wind- or air-type Destruction Warlock?"
Judging an opponent's class by the Spell Formulas they released was already the most basic of basics.
Just thinking about the combination of air-type and insect abilities gave Xu Le a headache.
"It's such a shame I didn't stab you just now." Xu Le stared at Zhang Ji and raised the Black Sword again.
"From now on, I won't get hit a single time. Hehehe." Zhang Ji grinned.
Xu Le would never tempt fate by saying something like that.
As for what other people did, that was none of his concern.
Xu Le frowned slightly. He could hear Zhang Ji's voice, but he couldn't hear any other sounds around him.
"Did he specifically restrict my hearing? Or did he restrict sound traveling through the air?"
While he was thinking, Zhang Ji