Lancelot did not suffer any serious physical injuries during his battle with Mark.
The Weakening Aura's effects on spirit and will are not permanent, unless the difference in strength between the user and Mark is too great.
As he disengaged from the battle, his physical condition quickly recovered. He only needed to replenish his nutrition to return to his peak condition, and there was no need for him to enter the treatment chamber.
The shackles of the Flow Method have been broken, resulting in a significant increase in willpower and a minor transformation in mental attributes.
Bring up the information panel.
As expected, his mental attribute increased from 10 points to 11 points, reaching the level of Second-Tier Transcendent life form.
Now, both his physical and mental attributes were at 11 points, restoring balance between them and giving Lancelot a sense of stability and security.
After arriving at the lounge and consuming over a dozen boxes of nutrition bars, Lancelot recovered.
Sitting on the sofa, I opened a metal box on the table, and a bottle of medicine, about the thickness of a thumb, ten centimeters tall, and emerald green in color, came into view.
Natural Rhythm, a two-star premium potion, produced by the forest elves of the Corte Alliance, can significantly enhance Divine Power after consumption.
In fact, given Lancelot's current state, in three to five days, his Flow Method will automatically break through to a state of Absolute Focus.
But this would mean he would miss out on the chance to be number one in the preliminary round.
He knew he needed to be Absolute Focus to beat Walmart.
Lancelot doesn't care about fame; he only builds up fans to make money.
His obsession with winning first place in the preliminary round stemmed from the fact that only by achieving first place would the Kahn Province forge him a two-star Legendary quality Transcendent equipment, which was crucial for Lancelot's future plans.
Take out the Natural Rhythm potion and remove the cork.
In an instant, a fresh scent of herbs and trees filled the entire room. Just one whiff of it made one feel relaxed, as if cleansed by water.
After drinking the medicine, a refreshing sensation rushed into my brain, as if I were in a natural wilderness, with a captivating fragrance filling my nostrils and the clear, melodious chirping of birds echoing in my ears.
After carefully contemplating for a moment, Lancelot closed his eyes and began to meditate.
The effects of the Natural Rhythm will last for several hours. During this process, the speed at which Divine Power increases will be greatly accelerated. Lancelot seized the time and tried to complete the breakthrough of the Flow Method before the battle began.
Nearly two hours passed, and with a slight tremor in his eyelids, Lancelot opened his eyes, a hint of disappointment flashing across his pupils.
He's almost there. Give him another half hour, and he'll definitely be able to break through.
But it was too late.
In a daze, Lancelot seemed to see the Goddess of Fate giving him a slight smile, as if mocking him, or perhaps anticipating something.
Upon arriving at the ring, Walmart and Devin were already waiting.
Just like the previous five-to-three elimination round, the three players need to draw lots to determine who gets a bye.
Walmart seemed indifferent, casually tapping the screen.
It wasn't her.
Lancelot then drew lots.
The screen changed... and it wasn't him either.
Seeing this, all eyes turned to Devin.
The latter was yawning at the moment, and the drawing of lots had not yet begun.
"Huh? Why are you all looking at me?" Devin looked around, scratched his head, and looked puzzled.
"Are you... usually particularly lucky?" Volvo raised an eyebrow and asked curiously.
"It's nothing special!" Devin waved his hand casually and said lazily.
"Heh, if I remember correctly, you've had a bye five times in a row, right? Except for the fifth round, you were the one who had a bye in rounds 6, 7, 8, 12, and 13. If you're not just incredibly lucky, then you must have cheated."
"Well..."
Devin shrugged and didn't reply.
Lancelot's eyes flickered slightly. Cheating in the Joint Entrance Examination was something that happened hundreds of years ago, and the possibility was Infinity close to zero.
So... this guy Devin definitely has a high luck stat, and might even possess some kind of luck-related talent.
If that's the case, this guy's potential needs to be raised to another level.
However, none of this mattered to Lancelot; his immediate priority was dealing with the impending battle with Walmart.
"Looks like you're going to be eliminated first!" Walmart turned to look at Lancelot, her pink lips slightly upturned, her tone confident and arrogant.
This attitude might seem arrogant and domineering on others, but with the added advantage of being an S-class potential candidate and possessing stunning beauty, it only highlights the unique charm of the girl before him.
Lancelot glanced at her, then silently jumped onto the ring.
"Tch, cold-faced guys are the most boring." Walmart muttered, then lightly leaped down, landing as gently as a feather.
Beside the arena stood two serious-looking referees. Don't underestimate them; both were Ninth-Rank Transcendent Individual.
From the tenth round of the preliminary test, the Kahn Province dispatched more than a dozen Tier Eight or Tier Nine Transcendent individuals to act as referees, mainly to prevent any deaths.
Those who make it to the tenth round are the pride of their province; it would be such a pity if they died on the stage.
The highest mortality rate in the Joint Entrance Examination is during the re-examination, while the mortality rates for the preliminary and final examinations are relatively low.
Especially during the final testing phase, the protective measures are extremely stringent.
The so-called "Joint Entrance Examination death index" is more for those with potential below grade B.
High-potential Ability Energy or genius professionals will receive the Alliance's close protection.
Some are in the light, some are in the shadows.
If you carefully analyze the casualty data from previous Joint Entrance Examination, you will find that the mortality rate of those with potential at level A or above is almost zero.
Under the supervision of the two referees, the countdown numbers above the ring slowly reached zero.
The entire venue fell silent instantly; you could hear a pin drop.
Both the audience and the staff stared wide-eyed and held their breath as they watched the two people standing opposite each other on the ring.
"The Power of Disintegration! Ha!"
Walmart raised her hands, and streams of dark red energy coiled around her exquisite body like dragons and snakes.
As he pushed out with both hands, a surge of energy shot out in a fan shape, like a torrent erupting, vast and overwhelming, crushing everything in its path.
At that moment, Lancelot was rapidly advancing when he saw the large-scale, all-encompassing energy bombardment before him, and his eyelids twitched violently.
There's simply no way to dodge this attack.
He could only cross his arms in front of him, unleashing the full power of his Body of Steel, his height rising to over two meters, his muscles bulging, his entire being seemingly cast from high-strength alloy steel, emanating an indestructible aura amidst the swirling black light.
In this state, the damage from normal energy shockwaves is significantly reduced.
However, Walmart's Ability Energy is called "Power of Disintegration".
This seems a bit difficult to understand.
But if you put it another way, many people will suddenly understand.
"True damage!"
This energy can cause terrible damage at the microscopic level, ignoring most armor and physical defenses, making it the nemesis of those Ability Energy Physical Enhancement abilities.
Otherwise, Lancelot wouldn't have been so focused on mastering Absolute Focus as quickly as possible.
It should be noted that he was able to kill a Fourth-Tier Transcendent twenty days ago.
Although the latter was seriously injured, Lancelot had also made great progress in the past twenty days. Facing an ordinary Fourth-Tier Transcendent, he could now fight him by activating his Body of Steel to the limit and then unleashing his Blood Qi Berserk.
His greatest asset is his terrifying physical strength.
With his Body of Steel activated to its limit and Epic- level force-dissipating techniques, Lancelot is like a giant iron ball—unbreakable and indestructible, and he'll even give you a good whack from time to time.
However, when faced with "true damage," this tankiness built on defense becomes somewhat inadequate.
As Lancelot was engulfed by the energy surge formed by the Power of Disintegration, he immediately felt intense pain throughout his body.
Instantly broke through the defense!
No, it's completely ignoring defense!
Lancelot's Sturdiness body was like a sieve full of holes in the face of the Power of Disintegration.
On the panel, damage information flooded the screen. The original 100% health was rapidly dropping, falling to 86% in just three or four seconds.
It's important to understand that this wasn't a single-target attack, but rather an area-of-effect attack. Even so, it managed to reduce his health by 14% in a short period of time. If this continued, he would inevitably be severely injured.
"This can't go on any longer, we have to buy time!" Lancelot gritted his teeth and forced himself to retreat despite the pain.
While the Power of Disintegration is formidable, Walmart is still inexperienced, and his skills in manipulating energy are only at the very beginning.
As spatial distance increases, the energy intensity of the Power of Disintegration will decrease significantly.
In other words, as long as you keep your distance, the damage you take will be reduced.
The closer the distance, the higher the damage.
Normally, Lancelot should have withstood Walmart's relentless barrage and charged straight at them; retreating would have only led to a slow death.
However, Walmart isn't stupid; it certainly understands its weaknesses.
As the Power of Disintegration erupted, Walmart constructed an energy armor on the surface of his body.
This suit of armor was not constructed randomly; it embodies several months of Walmart's hard work and was custom-made for her by the training camp instructors.
This armor, constructed from the Power of Disintegration, naturally possesses the ability to reflect damage. It can not only withstand energy and material attacks, but also directly eliminate mental shockwaves. Combined with Walmart, a walking bomber, it's simply unparalleled in its power.
If Lancelot were to charge in recklessly, he could only manage two punches before his health points were reduced to zero.
Two punches...
The probability of Lancelot breaking through the energy armor is less than 10%!
He dared not take the risk.
The most likely way to win right now is to stall.
Only when he achieves Absolute Focus will we have a chance to turn the tide.
Intense pressure can also lead to a more violent backlash. Lancelot could already feel that the rate at which his Divine Power was increasing was skyrocketing, and the barrier between the Heightened Focus and Absolute Focus of the Flow Method was already riddled with holes.
It'll be here soon, it'll be here soon.
If only we could buy five more minutes.
No, maybe it will only take three minutes!
With thoughts racing through his mind, Lancelot gritted his teeth and retreated all the way to the edge of the arena.
Seeing this, Walmart's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, then relaxed again, as if he understood the meaning behind Lancelot's actions.
"Heh, trying to stall for time? I have plenty of Energy Reserve; I can wear you down slowly."
With a light laugh, Walmart continued to unleash wide-area shockwaves as he advanced toward the center of the ring.
She quickly seized control of the center.
Like a queen surveying the world, she exuded her awe-inspiring majesty in the center of the arena.
In contrast, Lancelot, like a frantic little insect, darted left and right at the edge of the ring, looking utterly disheveled. The immense destructive power contained in the Power of Disintegration slashed his body, leaving one hideous wound after another.
In the stands, Walmart fans cheered and jumped for joy, their shouts reaching the heavens.
Lancelot's fans looked distressed, and some girls even covered their eyes, unable to watch any longer.
Time passed little by little.
Walmart is steadily and gradually squeezing Lancelot's living space.
She wasn't afraid to bridge the gap between them.
Walmart has plenty of confidence in its "reflective armor".
She even harbored the idea of sacrificing serious injury to secure victory.
No one knew that the Thorn Armor, the moment it was shattered, would explode like a bomb, releasing its final afterglow.
At close range, the destructive power of the Power of Disintegration is most terrifying.
One minute, two minutes, three minutes...
Boom!
The barrier has shattered!
On the information panel, the level of Flow Method has increased from Lv20 to Lv21.
Lancelot's eyes widened involuntarily, his pupils contracted, and his gaze seemed to see through space to the mysteries hidden deep within the world.
After achieving a state of Absolute Focus, the world before his eyes underwent a wondrous change.
Everything seemed to slow down: the energy fluctuations, the movements of Walmart in the distance, the cheering crowd in the stands...
It's like getting a more advanced processor in a computer.
Perception is amplified to the limit; the world before my eyes is like glass with the dust wiped away, clearer and more transparent, with even the finest dust particles in the air clearly visible.
And these are merely external sensations.
The biggest changes are actually internal.
Absolute Focus equals Absolute Control!
In this state, Lancelot's spiritual will was able to penetrate into his cells, mobilizing every ounce of power in his body at the microscopic level.
"What an intoxicating state!" Lancelot thought to himself, overwhelmed with emotion.
In his previous life, he could only achieve this level of perfect control over all the power of his body after advancing to the Tier Seven.
In this life, he only took less than half a year.
"What's wrong? His condition..."
Lancelot's change instantly alerted Walmart, who sensed an impending crisis, as if dark clouds were rolling in and weighing heavily on their hearts.
Walmart hated this inexplicable sense of gloom; she loathed it and reacted immediately.
"Ha!"
Walmart exhaled and made a sound, then quickly pushed his palms horizontally, sending out fist-sized black and red energy balls.
In an instant, most of the arena was covered by energy blasts.
"Did you realize it yet? Too bad, it's too late!"
Lancelot slightly raised his eyes, and two almost tangible flames ignited in his deep, abyss-like pupils.
He glanced at his remaining 47% health and slowly exhaled a breath of stale air. "That's enough!"
"Extreme Path Style: Cell Liberation!"