Didn't Expect That, Did You? I Have a Power Bank! Turning the Tables on a Tier Eight, a Sigh

"Again!"

"Again!"

Amidst dust and raging winds, lightning and fire mingled, and golden light shone brightly. Lancelot, his body crackling with lightning and clad in armor, was incomparably fierce, growing more and more unrestrained with each battle.

A variety of exquisite fighting techniques and martial arts secrets blossomed in his hands, with occasional strokes of genius that even Victor, his opponent, couldn't help but admire. This kid's talent was truly unparalleled; every move was exquisitely perfect. It was a pity Ability Energy; he should have pursued a knightly career.

"It's a pity you're not a member of the organization, otherwise I would definitely do my best to assist you." Victor sighed, but the next moment, the burly man grinned, "Kid, your energy is almost used up, isn't it?"

The battle-hardened Victor was not as reckless as he appeared. In fact, he was quite cunning, constantly calculating Lancelot's energy consumption rate. By now, the latter should be running out of ammunition.

"Energy depleted?" Lancelot looked up indifferently, a sudden smirk playing on his lips. "You're right, my energy is indeed running low, but..."

"I still have a power bank!"

"Power bank?" Victor was taken aback, not understanding the meaning behind Lancelot's words, but soon his expression changed drastically.

Suddenly, a torrent of electrical energy surged from the boy's lower back.

These blue energies, crackling with electric arcs, merged seamlessly with him, causing Lancelot's aura to visibly surge, and in an instant, he was fully revived.

The Energy Storage Cube is working.

Looking at the boy with a half-smile in front of him, Victor almost exploded with anger. His smiling face suddenly turned ashen. "How did you do that?"

"You wouldn't believe it, would you? I have a backup hidden energy source." Lancelot raised an eyebrow and beckoned to Victor in a provocative manner.

The latter was already a powder keg, brimming with resentment, and Lancelot's provocation sent him into a complete meltdown.

"I'll kill you!" Victor roared, the golden ape pounding its chest wildly, its body radiating golden Dou Qi as it lunged forward.

Lancelot scoffed, "If you've got the guts, come and take my head. Don't act like a defeated dog, all you do is whine and whine."

His words undoubtedly made Victor even angrier.

His Dou Qi burned fiercely, and his greatsword unleashed a barrage of attacks. The crisscrossing sword lights intertwined into a net, and the sword's momentum was as heavy as a mountain. Any one of his sword strikes would tear a huge chasm in the ground.

Faced with Victor, who was like a mad red bull, Lancelot chose to temporarily avoid the attack. Lightning crackled beneath his feet, and his steps were as fast as phantoms, blurring the lines between reality and illusion, leaving hundreds of afterimages in the air in an instant.

Although these afterimages were quickly swallowed up by the surging, wave-like sword light, Victor rarely managed to touch his true form.

As the latter's offensive neared its end, Lancelot suddenly struck again, like a master assassin lurking in the shadows, never moving until he struck a vital point.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Lightning-fast punches rained down, leaving clear fist marks on Victor's armor.

However, Victor's defense is also quite strong. Because Lancelot wanted to attack quickly, he didn't actually do much damage to Victor. Victor's role was more to draw aggro and increase Victor's anger.

Anger can sometimes be a source of strength, but at other times it can be a sword that pierces oneself.

"Ah..."

After being repeatedly tricked by a brat, Victor went completely mad. He roared like a raging ape, opened his mouth and spat out a thick golden beam of light, sweeping across 360 degrees without any blind spots.

Seeing this, a smile appeared in Lancelot's eyes.

Such an attack, which consumes a massive amount of Dou Qi, would normally not be used in a one-on-one battle. However, Victor used it now, which suggests that this Tier Eight knight has indeed lost his mind.

"However, we still need to be careful..."

Lancelot remained cautious and refrained from arrogance, toying with Victor like a matador, and fleeing immediately when his first attack failed.

A tug-of-war began. With the help of the energy stored in the Energy Storage Cube, Lancelot's endurance was even greater than Victor's. However, the latter was unaware of this and thought that Lancelot's previous energy recovery was just a one-time thing, clinging to a sense of wishful thinking.

But when he saw Lancelot at full energy for the second time, he looked somewhat flustered.

The third time, the guy's expression changed drastically. He suddenly came to his senses, and then retreated violently, actually trying to escape.

Upon seeing this, the other members of the Chosen Ones organization all paled. Their leader had actually been defeated and had fled.

What's the point of us even fighting then?

In an instant, a massive rout occurred. The Transcendent of the Chosen Ones plummeted, and they scattered like headless flies, while Damu and his men launched a fierce pursuit.

Lancelot also had no intention of letting Victor go; the latter fled because his Dou Qi was almost exhausted.

For a knight-class Transcendent, once their Dou Qi is completely exhausted, their combat power will drop by at least half. If they rely solely on physical strength, Lancelot has a hundred ways to kill them.

"Kanpasi, send reinforcements immediately!!" Victor roared, turning his head in alarm as he watched the lightning bolt hurtling towards him from behind.

In terms of speed, Lancelot, who is electric, is far superior to him.

"Useless! You can't even take down a little guy, and you still have the nerve to ask for help!" In the Underground Space, Kanpasi's face was ugly. He never expected that Victor would not only fail to capture Lancelot alive, but would also be chased and killed by the latter. It was simply too outrageous.

However, despite his resentment, he still had to save him, since Victor was, after all, the strongest member of this Chosen Ones branch.

So Kanpasi turned to look at Black Fox. The Chosen Ones Red Stone Canyon didn't have many high-end fighters to begin with, so he could only ask Ashes for help.

"I can only send two Tier Seven combatants." Black Fox said helplessly, meeting Kanpasi's expectant gaze, while inwardly cursing Victor for being such a terrible teammate.

"That's enough, thank you. I don't believe that kid can handle one Tier Eight and two Tier Seven at the same time." Kanpasi nodded slightly in gratitude.

Two Tier Seven reinforcements arrived quickly; they, too, wore masks, obscuring their true faces.

"Kid, you had a good time chasing him!" With reinforcements arriving, Victor felt confident again and grinned maliciously at Lancelot.

"Tch, you think you can deal with me with these two pieces of trash?" Lancelot scoffed.

His words enraged one of the masked men, who growled, "Arrogant!"

The three exchanged a glance and simultaneously attacked Lancelot.

The latter scoffed, turned around, and slipped away.

"Um??"

"You cunning brat!"

"Chase!"

The roles of offense and defense shifted again. Lancelot fled frantically, transforming into a bolt of lightning that streaked across the sky. His speed was incredible, and his Primordial Qi Tyrant Body him immunity to physical and energy control, Willpower Burst immunity to mental control. Despite the three of them trying every method imaginable, they were unable to catch him.

While Lancelot was putting on his dog-walking spree, in the Crimson World, students from the three major academies, including Gosdo, had already suffered heavy casualties.

In addition, a dark shadow drifted out of Gosdo's body from the sky, its body becoming indistinct. Zyra and Steel Tiger experienced similar phenomena.

They were only temporary clones, with very poor endurance, and couldn't fight for long.

"Haha, Steel Tiger, your clone is almost done for, isn't it?" The Sea Clan Epic Langbein laughed wildly, "After you disappear, I'll crush that brat Lancelot's bones piece by piece, letting him slowly walk into the hall of death amidst his wails..."

However, to Langbein's surprise, his remarks not only failed to anger Steel Tiger, but instead made the other man look at him as if he were a fool, with pity in his eyes.

That expression seemed to say, "After all these years, how can you still be so stupid?"

Not improving at all?

Just as Langbein wondering, the dark figure that was fighting another Epic battle between the Sea Clan in the distant sky shattered.

Gosdo and the others were utterly plunged into despair.

However, before their emotions could last long, a long, gentle sigh echoed throughout the entire Red Stone Canyon.

Immediately afterwards, a warm and gentle emerald green light appeared out of thin air, and countless plants on the earth grew wildly, bowing their heads in unison in a certain direction, as if in worship.

In an instant, the world transformed into a peaceful and natural scene, as if spring had returned to the earth and all things were reviving.

However, Langbein felt no warmth of spring, only bone-chilling cold.