Published: February 13, 2025
It was too sudden. So sudden that no one expected that the person who was originally several meters away could instantly close the distance and even enter the range of his attack skill to launch an attack.
The length of the spear allowed Baliruwa to move just the right distance.
Many people couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
Although others didn't recognize Ye Zhongming, who wore a strange mask, they certainly knew Baliruwa by sound. Moreover, the female guards were now one of the hottest topics in the entirety of Dark Strip City.
Despite the rampant rumors of discord between the Star-Eye Clan and Ye Zhongming, at the end of the day, Ye Zhongming was still one of their own, a resident of Dark Strip City. They may not understand why Ye Zhongming came to challenge such a great expert, but in critical moments, their hearts still leaned toward one of their own.
Many people couldn't help but shout out reminders, even though their voices came too late.
A hint of a smile appeared on Ye Zhongming's face beneath the mask.
The originally expressionless mask suddenly burst into a big smile, accompanied by laughter reminiscent of “ha ha.”
A powerful mental force instantly filled this small area.
If there was one aspect where Ye Zhongming could contend with a great expert, no, with a peak expert, it was undoubtedly his mental strength. Even the mental strength of a peak expert might not be as dense and vast as his, akin to the starry sky.
Today, he was wearing a brand new mask that he had crafted himself; yes, it was still at the renyi level.
When Ye Zhongming manufactured weapons and equipment, he rarely made accessories, as these were more difficult to create with a lower success rate.
When he was distributing goods to the All Races of the Universe, accessories were seldom produced.
Masks were naturally a type of accessory and one of the most difficult to manufacture among them. This was not due to the mask itself but because of the technology Ye Zhongming possessed.
His own skills, combined with the technology left behind from the Bronze Mask, as well as the inspiration and ideas from the dark-type masks, gave him a new understanding of mask making.
For someone of Ye Zhongming’s caliber, once he had a heartfelt idea and mastered the corresponding technology, it was hard not to put it into practice.
Thus, he ended up with the masks now worn by him and the entire red dress guard.
His was naturally better, at the renyi level, while the others were at the crimson condensation level.
The advantages of renyi-level equipment were not just reflected in their level but also in the capabilities that could be attached to them as carriers.
Just like the mask Ye Zhongming referred to as the “expression mask,” its abilities were almost entirely derived from changes in expression.
Under the big laugh, it was the most direct impact of mental force.
Baliruwa, who was in the air, paused for a moment, his eyes displaying a brief confusion.
Many people breathed a sigh of relief, thinking Ye Zhongming could evade the attack.
But Ye Zhongming didn’t evade; instead, he shook the spear again.
The spears that had been shattered into fragments by the energy storm and the red bands suddenly exploded at that moment, enveloping Baliruwa in a fierce blast.
The mask on Ye Zhongming's face changed expression again at that moment, showing a face filled with furious rage.
Behind the King of Cloud Summit, four pairs of energy arms materialized, each wielding an identical energy spear.
Then, Ye Zhongming directly leaped into the energy storm.
Baliruwa was a bit dazed from the explosion, but there was no major harm; he just felt an overwhelming frustration within.
He was certain that his opponent had not reached the level of a great expert, yet he found himself at a disadvantage in their first confrontation, which struck at his pride.
With a roar, he disregarded his slight discomfort and aimed his spear toward Ye Zhongming, who foolishly dared to enter the storm.