This is really not mechanical ascension Chapter 911 - 470: Standoff, Hard Battle, Dire Straits, Vict

Costate was the first to react, as if he rembered sothing.

He instinctively reached for his middle finger, where there was a ring—Folded Space—but now, it just wouldn’t open.

"Unbelievable..." Diwusi’s exquisite face was full of astonishnt, murmuring softly, "There’s really a problem with the detection chanism here."

Gonzalez’s expression grew increasingly gloomy, staring intently at Li Ming on the arena.

"Azure Dragon’s reputation is well-deserved, daring to send such students for adventure." Cedric couldn’t help but praise.

Costate couldn’t help but speculate, "If it’s determined by Life Level, Li Ming might have a chance to pass."

The others also realized this: the lower the Life Level, the smaller the difference.

Could Azure Dragon really not have known about this?

Mikhail’s expression was uncertain. Although they shared a lot of information with Azure Dragon, they kept key information hidden.

No, it was him who hid it, as for Reynolds...

He glanced at Reynolds, who was sowhat excited.

Li Ming’s expression looked very serious, as if being very cautious, waiting for the opponent to attack first.

The S Level Abyss Clan suddenly moved, bursting out gray-black Thunder Light, like a shadow, rushing toward him.

"Gray Thunder Energy... mainly focuses on frontal destruction; later, it causes slight paralysis, affecting the Spiritual Body..."

Information subconsciously surfaced in Li Ming’s mind, but outwardly, he seed sowhat flustered, jerking and staggering after being hit head-on.

"Severe lack of battle experience..." Gonzalez sneered, "It’s hard to win even the first round."

"Shut up!" the giant said in a deep voice, "A quitter has no right to comnt."

Gonzalez: "..."

"Although battle experience is lacking, there’s only one opponent after all." Costate shook his head.

At the S Level, their battles were seen in fine details.

The tactics Li Ming used were similar to their early stage: first defend, learn the opponent’s thods and battle rhythm, then find an opportunity to counterattack decisively, not a difficult win.

"Li Ming’s developnt progress is no more than 10%, while the opponent’s Combat Level should be around 30S. The Genetic Seed Li Ming has fused should be the strongest, slightly stronger than the opponent." Diwusi roughly estimated Li Ming’s current performance.

"Less than 10%..." The crowd had peculiar expressions. Li Ming already being an S Level life form was astounding, even a slight increase in developnt progress was astonishing.

"Wasted too many opportunities during the battle." Crow couldn’t help but shake his head.

The giant nodded approvingly, "Not bad, exceeded my expectations."

Li Ming forced a smile, then focused on the upcoming battle again.

"This ti, he shouldn’t last long. Facing two opponents of the sa level is still too difficult for him." Diwusi watched the ongoing battle; she had encountered this situation and had more experience.

This ti, it was still initial defense, the difficulty was clearly higher, lasting a good twenty minutes in defense.

Costate rubbed his chin, "The ti supporting is beyond imagination."

"Can he still fight back?" Mikhail was astonished as the situation suddenly changed on the arena—was it a coincidence?

Li Ming found a rare opportunity to attack, countered, severely injuring an enemy, and after a ten-minute stalemate, managed to win narrowly.

"Won?" Crow was confused; it seed they had unknowingly gained the upper hand during the battle.

On the arena, Li Ming appeared exhausted, breathing heavily, with wounds on his body rapidly healing. His face was pale, and his body was shaky, as if he might collapse at any mont.

"Good!" The giant nodded vigorously, with a slight smile on his face, "Not bad, you’re stronger than many of them."

Diwusi blushed, pretending not to hear.

On the arena, Li Ming took a deep breath, his body seed almost recovered, with a determined look in his eyes.

"As expected of Azure Dragon’s student."

After a brief mont of surprise, everyone couldn’t help but nod. Even with all kinds of thoughts about Azure Dragon, the depth of his abilities was undeniable.

His student performing so well, upon careful thinking, was within expectations.

One against four, can he really win again?

Although no one spoke, similar thoughts were in everyone’s minds.

It started with a difficult battle; Li Ming seed unsupported amidst the encirclent, in grave danger.

Several tis, even deadly attacks against his head and heart were narrowly evaded, appearing quite battered.

Yet, no one rashly comnted, sohow feeling a sense of déjà vu.

"Starting to counterattack..." Costate suddenly remarked.

Indeed, on the arena, Li Ming began a difficult counterattack.

"He’s going to win," Mikhail murmured. Although the situation still seed tense, and Li Ming even appeared to be at a disadvantage, he just had that feeling.

But after another ten minutes, the situation took a dramatic turn, with Li Ming appearing exhausted, once again besieged and in dire straits.

"Phew..." Diwusi breathed a sigh of relief, "This should be as far as it goes."

The tension in everyone’s mind relaxed, their expressions changing.

However, after another ten-minute stalemate, Li Ming suddenly entered a liberated state, his life aura rising, finding opportunities amid the gaps to first kill one, then a second...

In the end, Li Ming stood shaky on the arena, breathing heavily, his whole body trembling, but his eyes showed a firm resolve.

Below, everyone was shocked, surprised—did he win again?

"Haha... good, very good..." The giant laughed heartily, "Not bad; indeed, there’s another good seedling, though unfortunately, the overall potential is too low. But it’s already quite impressive."

The giant’s thinking and emotions were not agile, still sowhat rigid.

anwhile, eight Abyss Clans had appeared on the arena, surrounding Li Ming.

Although they were a level apart, considering the situation, everyone’s expression turned grave unintentionally.

But shortly after the battle began, their expressions fell; Li Ming was still struggling in defense.

Diwusi’s palm-sized face turned black, "Is he taking us for fools?"

The scene before them was too familiar.

From when it was one against two, Li Ming was like this; they believed it.

When it was one against four, he displayed the sa; they also believed it.

Now, one against eight, it’s still the sa; even a fool could notice sothing was off.

Another classic, difficult start, appearing unsupported amid siege, teetering on the edge of danger.

Actually, Li Ming himself was a bit embarrassed. Despite his superb acting skills, using the sa routine three tis seed a bit fake.

But Li Ming’s identity wasn’t Azure Dragon, capable of limitless elevation; he was just an S Level life form, bound by this combat frawork.

Life Level could be explained by Developnt Potential, but strength level could not be.

This kind of "hard battle" at least left them unable to grasp the exact situation.

"Is his strength really this strong, or did the detection chanism malfunction?" Costate frowned.

They had all been on the arena, and the enemies’ strength levels truly matched their own.

Cedric shook his head, "It should be so kind of special ability. Didn’t you notice? He endures exceptionally, with tenacious will, always looking for opportunities."

"Can he really win?" Reynolds still found it hard to believe; this was sothing even the Forging Hamr couldn’t achieve.

Soon after, everyone watched Li Ming struggle to counterattack, then suppressed, then counterattacked again, suppressed again... back and forth tugging and stalemate.

On the arena, energy boiled.

"Seems it’s not pretending, this should be his limit." Everyone watched closely.

With their keen vision, they realized Li Ming indeed seed exhausted, the condition didn’t look fake.

So, within minutes, Li Ming won.

He won with difficulty, with hardship, nearly defeated several tis during.

Beneath the arena, everyone watched expressionlessly.