When the sparks disappeared, Ling Lan's mecha was already more than a kilometer away. At this time, her mecha was a little damaged. One side of the mecha's outer shell had been forcefully shaved off, revealing the tightly intertwined parts and densely packed line templates inside the mecha.
Although it was in a pitiful state, she still managed to escape death. She didn't die from Lord Jindao's attack.
"Boss." Luo Lang saw that Ling Lan was fine so he instantly cried out in joy.
"What happened?" Lord Jindao looked at Ling Lan who was more than a kilometer away. He was confused. No matter if it was the speed or angle of the attack, it should have been perfect. Why did Ling Lan dodge it? Was it possible that he was no longer an imperial operator but a god-class operator?
This possibility flashed past Lord Jindao's mind. However, he shook his head decisively. The way Ling Lan dodged his attacks proved that Ling Lan was only at the imperial level. She was at most a high-level imperial level. She was still two to three stages away from breaking through the imperial level and entering the god-class. It was impossible for her to enter the god-class in such a short time.
If god-class operators could skip three stages and become god-class operators so easily, there wouldn't only be three god-class operators in the Twilight Empire in the past 100 years.
Becoming a god-class operator didn't just require experience. It also required a certain amount of enlightenment and luck. Enlightenment and luck were the hardest to obtain. Many imperial operators didn't have these in their entire lives.
Since the opponent was not a god-class operator, how was he able to dodge this sure-kill attack of his? Lord Jindao was confused. He couldn't find an answer.
"Ling Lan, wake up." Ling Lan's mind was muddled. She was woken up by a loud and clear voice.
“？ Instructor Number Three? " Ling Lan shook her head forcefully, shaking the murkiness out of her mind. She wanted to clear her head.
"Yes, for now, your body is temporarily under my control. Originally, because of my appearance, your consciousness and spirit would have gone to the learning space to rest temporarily to resist the side effects of the possession. However, Number Two said that your spiritual power is already strong enough to resist these side effects. Even if you don't go to rest, it's fine. So, I hope that you can maintain your consciousness and seriously experience my mecha piloting later," said Instructor Number Three seriously.
"I see." Ling Lan was surprised but not surprised at the same time.
In fact, she had chosen to fight mainly because she had a feeling that if she really encountered a life or death crisis and was unable to resist, her teacher would come to her rescue. However, she did not dare to confirm whether this feeling was accurate or not.
Now that her tutor had come out as she wished, he had also brought her an unexpected surprise. Ling Lan didn't think that she would be able to experience Instructor Number Three's mecha piloting skills.. It should be known that when she was in the Central Scout Academy, Instructor Number Five appeared when she was unconscious.
She hadn't expected that increasing her spiritual power would have such benefits. Ling Lan was rather glad that she hadn't been frightened by that unspeakably torturous spiritual cultivation method back then. Many years of self-torturous cultivation had brought her countless benefits in the end, whether it was the increase in her spiritual power or this time.
Ling Lan knew that Instructor Number Three's mecha piloting skills were very strong. However, she didn't know who would be stronger between Instructor Number Three and the god-class operators of this world. Being able to personally experience the battle between two super powerhouses would be a great opportunity for her.
Ling Lan had long sensed that she had reached a bottleneck. This bottleneck was not the bottleneck for advancing from imperial level to god-level, but rather the natural limit of Ling Lan as a woman. Even though she had used all sorts of methods, trained hard, and broadened her limits again and again, forcefully raising this limit by countless levels, she had only reached this point.
Ling Lan knew that if she couldn't solve this problem, she would never be able to advance to god-class. This wasn't a problem of luck. It was a problem of capacity. A bottle could only hold so much water. If she wanted to advance to god-class, she would need more water. If she couldn't even hold enough water, how would she have the chance to advance?
If she could experience the piloting skills of a god-class operator, she might be able to solve her body's capacity problem. Why did Ling Lan think so? Well, it was her Profound Insight that told her this. Our classmate Ling Lan has a deep trust in her innate gift of Profound Insight.
After Ling Lan finished communicating with Instructor Number Three, Lord Jindao raised his sword and attacked again.
After failing so many times, Lord Jindao was filled with killing intent. If he couldn't kill Ling Lan today, Ling Lan would become a demon in his heart. He would never be able to advance in his cultivation. Unless they were lucky enough to personally resolve this inner demon of Ling Lan's, they would never be able to enter the realm of profound god which god-class operators could only dream of.
Lord Jindao felt that something was amiss. That was why he picked up his sword and chased after Ling Lan relentlessly.
Seeing Lord Jindao making a comeback and seeing that Ling Lan was fine, Li Lanfeng focused on aiming his gun at Lord Jindao and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
"Bang!" This time, the beam accurately hit Ling Lan's wrist. The previous shot was in a hurry so it was useless. It didn't help Ling Lan at all. Instead, Ling Lan almost died under Lord Jindao's sword. Li Lanfeng hated himself for being so useless. He didn't want it to happen again.
Lord Jindao was too fast. Although Xie Yi's reaction was fast, he was still slower by a beat. All the beams missed him.
"Damn it." Luo Lang saw that his shots were useless so he threw his beam gun away angrily. He grabbed the large sword on his back and rushed towards Lord Jindao. Lord Jindao was already fighting with Ling Lan.
Luo Lang's thoughts were simple. Since he couldn't stop Lord Jindao with his gun, he would use his mecha to stop him. If Lord Jindao wanted to kill him, he would have to step over his dead body first.
"You guys, interfere with his mecha from afar."
At that moment, Ling Lan's calm voice sounded in Luo Lang's mecha's comms channel.
Luo Lang immediately stopped his mecha. He gritted his teeth and put his large sword back on his back. Then, he took out another beam gun and aimed it at Lord Jindao.
On the other side, Xie Yi saw Luo Lang rushing towards Lord Jindao. He also heard Ling Lan's order so he quickly stopped and aimed his beam gun at Lord Jindao.
However, the two of them soon realized that it wasn't easy to interfere with Lord Jindao's mecha from afar. They couldn't lock onto Lord Jindao's mecha at all. If they wanted to interfere with Lord Jindao, they had to rely on their predictions.
They had to rely on their instincts or their battle experience. If Zilong was here, this wouldn't be a problem for him. His innate talent, Animal Instinct, would be able to tell him what to do. However, Luo Lang and Xie Yi didn't have this talent so they could only rely on their battle experience to predict the situation.
There was a certain degree of blindness in this prediction. It could be right or wrong. Without a doubt, this was a gamble. If they were right, they might have interfered with Lord Jindao. If they were wrong, they might have helped Lord Jindao instead. Not only did they not interfere with Lord Jindao, they might even cause trouble for Boss.
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