While Kim Jongyuan and Deacon Water were locked in their decisive battle, Ye Zhongming also encountered his second opponent.
Palrk.
If Guancheng Chun could be considered the first.
The leader of Sand Ocean, who had just killed a top executive of Cannibal Chain, exuded a murderous aura and an air of arrogance.
Cannibal Chain’s top executive was no pushover. Palrk’s victory had an elent of luck, but it was mostly due to his control of the situation and his sudden burst of power.
After his victory, he prepared to be teleported out of space.
Even though he was concerned about Alamos, this was the rule of the space, and there was nothing he could do about it.
However, he was indeed moved—just not out of the space, but into Ye Zhongming’s smaller space.
Twirling the space equipnt he had taken, Ye Zhongming squinted his eyes as he looked at this man from West Asia.
In his past life, his knowledge of the West Asia region was limited to Gyanendra, who had reached nine stars. In this life, when he went to obtain the Star Spirit, he had fought against that forr powerhouse and nearly killed him.
He had no impression of the man before him.
This ant he knew nothing about this person.
Putting away the space button, Ye Zhongming planned to ask about Alamos and the details of this operation.
Guancheng Chun knew too little.
But Palrk clearly had no intention of cooperating. The mont he saw Ye Zhongming, he decided to attack.
This was one of the most powerful evolved in the country.
Palrk was wearing low-grade leather armor. Earlier, he had used so equipnt or secret thod to conceal his aura, which is why no one had noticed him.
But now, white strips of cloth began to extend from the seams of the leather armor, quickly wrapping around his entire body.
This process was extrely fast, almost like the face-changing act in Sichuan opera. The strips of cloth extended from multiple parts of his body and instantly turned Palrk into a mummy.
Even his head was wrapped, leaving only his eyes and mouth exposed.
Ye Zhongming beca curious. He rarely encountered worthy opponents these days. Most jobs and bloodlines were things he had seen before. Even though it was only circulated within Cloud Peak, the post-apocalyptic data handbook he had compiled had already earned him imnse respect.
But this was limited to the country.
Ye Zhongming truly didn’t know much about other countries and regions.
Now, Ye Zhongming felt the excitent of encountering sothing new, seeing a foreigner he had never t before using an ability he didn’t understand.
After transforming from man to mummy, Palrk imdiately launched his attack. The strips of cloth on his body suddenly elongated, shooting toward Ye Zhongming. At the sa ti, he leaped forward, covering several ters in a single jump.
Ye Zhongming dodged, remaining cautious in the face of the unknown.
But the strips of cloth missed him. Instead, they enveloped the space around him. It was unclear what they were made of, but they covered the ground and sky and seed endless.
Palrk arrived near Ye Zhongming, his mouth opening to let out a ghostly wail. A cloud of green poison gas sprayed out.
At the sa ti, his eyes flashed, shooting out two white beams. While his hands reached out, sharp claws extended from the strips of cloth.
All of this happened almost simultaneously. In the blink of an eye, it was clear that Palrk was an excellent close-combat fighter… and a vicious one.
“Hmm, not bad,” Ye Zhongming thought, praising in his heart. Instead of dodging, he crossed his arms, and nurous beams of light shot out from them.
Cloud Slice!
Ye Zhongming’s current ntal energy reserves were so vast that he wasn’t even entirely sure of their limits. His recovery speed was also incredibly fast. Even if he depleted his ntal energy entirely, he could recover fully after just one night.
Cloud Slice consud a large amount of ntal energy, with the skill’s power directly related to it.
For this attack, Ye Zhongming used five percent of his total ntal energy.
The thin beams of light flew in all directions, instantly dismantling Palrk’s attack.
The only thing that wasn’t blocked was the poison gas, but before it could reach Ye Zhongming, the Cloud Peak’s King had already vanished.
Taking a few steps back, Ye Zhongming examined the marks left by Cloud Slice on this West Asian eight-star evolved individual. He nodded with a bit of admiration.
This infuriated Palrk.
Was this so kind of master-disciple sparring session? Was he being praised?!
Ignoring the minor injuries he had just sustained, Palrk unleashed his full power. All the white strips of cloth in the space shot toward Ye Zhongming!
Ye Zhongming tilted his head back, waving his hand in the air. Wind and Lightning appeared. Watching the strips of cloth pour down, the powerful weapon from the Blue Realm swung continuously around Ye Zhongming, cutting the strips of cloth into pieces. Not a single one could get close to him.
A mont later, the ground around Ye Zhongming was littered with shredded cloth.
Palrk’s powerful attack had been effortlessly neutralized.
“Ah!”
In his anger, Palrk channeled energy through his body. The shredded cloth flew to his fists, instantly forming two basketball-sized masses. He leaped toward Ye Zhongming, fists raised, and slamd them down.
Ye Zhongming smiled. Two elental spirits appeared on his shoulders. The Earth Spirit pointed a finger and activated the Gravity Jump skill. Palrk imdiately felt his body grow heavier. At the sa ti, the Star Spirit also pointed, and a patch of light appeared at Ye Zhongming’s feet, moving with him as he shifted. The skill, Shining Ground, was activated.
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