"Patroclus is ranked number one on the observation list of the younger generation of the Templar, so he must have received training from the Dower family. However, unlike Li Shiming and Wang Tong, he has never been to a war, and he has never even joined the Anti-Smuggling Squad. Judging from his performance, he is either good at poetry or non-combat, and he seems to be very focused on it," Yao Bei said.
Zhang Buyu nodded. "Master once said that there is only one person in the world who can truly be called a genius, and that is Patroclus."
There was a kind of talent in this world that could drive people crazy. It was not just a genius, it was a kind of strength that could make people despair.
Most people had to go through battles to develop their Battle Aura, but Patroclus was able to form his own Battle Aura with absolute confidence and strength.
What made people speechless was that strength could be determined by one's talent, but Patroclus still had a perfect attitude. He was neither arrogant nor rash, making it impossible for others to predict him. No one knew what he was thinking or what he would do.
That was the scariest part.
Even his father, Einherjar Wannabe, believed that it was only a matter of time before Patroclus surpassed him. In other words, Patroclus was born to be different from ordinary people.
He was the embodiment of the best genetic heritage of mankind.
He was born with a probability of one in a hundred million.
Wang Tong's spearmanship was all about pressing forward. Facing Einherjar Wannabe's strength, Wang Tong had to concentrate all his strength and focus. Although the environment was different, the essence of his spearmanship was still the same. Wang Tong's spearmanship was all about attacking, and he was able to suppress Patroclus's Deva Spear with his golden rays.
It seemed like Patroclus had chosen to defend against Wang Tong's relentless attacks. His Deva Spear seemed to have given up on controlling the situation. However, his defense was impenetrable, and Wang Tong still couldn't break through it.
By then, some people had already noticed the difference between Wang Tong and Patroclus. Although Wang Tong's momentum was ferocious, he was like an arrow at the end of its flight. If Wang Tong's attacks couldn't do anything to Patroclus, then there would be no point in continuing the fight. Perhaps Wang Tong's secret tactics would be able to help him, but against a METAL Warrior, Wang Tong wouldn't stand a chance. After all, Patroclus was much better than Wang Tong when it came to shooting.
Wang Tong's gun was a kind of weapon, a killing machine that was shaped by the environment.
Patroclus's spear was a kind of understanding. No matter how it changed, the Heavenly Emperor Spear was still the Heavenly Emperor Spear.
And the scariest thing was that Patroclus did not rush to attack, no matter who he was facing. This could only mean that he was full of trump cards.
Compared to Patroclus, Wang Tong had a lot of tricks up his sleeves, but he always felt that they were not enough. Punches, palms, and fingers were useless against Patroclus. These tricks could only be used against average opponents, but they were useless against Patroclus because they were not powerful enough.
Golden light filled the sky as Wang Tong used his trump card — Triple Spiral Spear!
In an instant, the entire Martial God Spear was enveloped in an indescribable feeling of collapse. It was as if the entire Martial God Spear was being weighed down by a heavy power. As it trembled violently, a wave of power was transmitted outwards. The most terrifying thing was the form of power contained within!
The Einherjar Spear spun at high speed towards Patroclus. This was the spear that had almost killed Li Shiming. If Li Shiming had not become one with the sword, he would have been killed by this spear.
Li Shiming's pupils contracted when he saw Wang Tong's spear. To be honest, Li Shiming wasn't able to break Wang Tong's spear, but rather, he had become one with the sword, and was able to suppress Wang Tong's attack.
What was Patroclus going to do?
Li Shiming had no doubt that Patroclus would come up with a solution, but he had no idea how to deal with it. Patroclus might be able to nullify the two layers of energy, but the three layers of energy were different. If Patroclus' defense was weak, he would have to dodge, but there would always be a time when he couldn't dodge.
What was so special about the Deva Spear?
Wang Tong's spear made everyone's eyes widen.
Boom!
Golden light and silver light exploded at the same time, and both of them landed on the ground as if nothing had happened.
Patroclus crossed his hands behind his back and didn't look at Wang Tong. He then said, "Is this your strongest attack? Why don't you use the Spear of Causality?"
Wang Tong's Triple Spiral Spear was easily nullified by Patroclus.
Even Wang Tong was stunned. His opponent had also used the Triple Spiral Spear, and he was able to nullify the three layers of energy.
Patroclus was invincible.
A clear replay of the fight was shown on the screen. Patroclus followed Wang Tong's attack with his Deva Spear, and the two weapons collided and exploded at the same time.
However, there was a huge difference in their levels. Wang Tong had been waiting for the right moment to strike, and he had the upper hand before launching the attack. Patroclus, on the other hand, had casually launched the attack while he was on the defensive.
It was as if Patroclus wasn't affected by the environment.
The spear was free and unrestrained.
Patroclus just stood there. Inside and outside the stadium, there was a feeling of helplessness in the air.
The Spear of Causality?
It would be great if Wang Tong could use it. Wang Tong had tried to use it before the match, he had even asked Lao Wu to help him, but it was useless. It was a mystical power that was beyond his level.
"That depends on you." Wang Tong cracked a smile. He didn't seem to care that his ultimate attack had been nullified.
Patroclus paused for a second, and then he cracked a smile. "Alright!"
A single word burst out, and at the same time, his body disappeared. The Celestial Emperor Spear pierced through the void, and Wang Tong's Martial God Spear suddenly met it.
Boom!
Wang Tong's body trembled as he sensed Patroclus was about to attack.
The Deva Spear disappeared again, and then it reappeared out of thin air again. Wang Tong quickly parried the attack. He had a keen eye for all kinds of attacks, and with his experience in battles, he knew that there was nothing he couldn't defend against.
Boom!
Patroclus was like an unrestrained Ninth Heaven Silver Dragon. He and his spear were one, and the Heavenly Emperor Spear seemed unfathomable.
This was the Doyle family's Void Spear!
"The Spear of the Void has a total of sixty-four forms. I have compressed it over the years, and now it has twelve forms."
Patroclus kept attacking, and he even had the time to explain his spear technique.
By then, Patroclus was already on his fifth shot, and Wang Tong had been forced to back off. Wang Tong had spent a lot of energy attacking from the very beginning, and once his attacks were ineffective, Patroclus would launch another attack. Wang Tong would be in a passive situation if he couldn't break through Patroclus' defense.
At a time like this, only Patroclus had the leisure to explain while attacking. This wasn't a distraction. It could be seen that Patroclus really had the energy to do so.
He still had a lot of energy to spare.
Boom!
"That's the eighth strike. The twelfth strike is a sure-kill. You don't have much time left. If you don't use that strike, you won't have another chance!"
Boom!
The ninth strike!
By then, Patroclus's soul energy had completely surpassed Wang Tong's.
At that moment, Patroclus's weakness, which could only be remedied with time, was revealed.
"Did he start practicing since he was in his mother's womb?" Everyone was shocked by Patroclus's soul energy of more than seven hundred.
"What the f * ck! We only increased our soul energy by a few sols, but this kid …"
Patroclus's Soul Energy was much stronger than Wang Tong's, and every strike forced Wang Tong to defend himself with all his might.
This was the fundamental difference between Patroclus and Wang Tong.
Zhang Buyu sighed and said, "Legend has it that Patroclus was five years old, so it's not surprising that he has such a high soul energy."
Everyone was shocked by the fact that Patroclus was five years old.
What kind of talent was that?
How unfair it was!
Wang Tong wouldn't have been defeated by the Spear of Void if it was only based on technique, but his soul energy was more powerful than his GN Force, and GN Force was the deciding factor in a battle.
It wasn't that Wang Tong didn't want to fight back, but the pressure from every strike and the deadly attack from Patroclus was too much for him to pay attention to.
Their soul energy was a hundred sols apart, and it was a huge gap at this level.
It seemed like even the heir of the Blade Warrior couldn't overcome this limitation.
"Young master's soul energy was awakened too late."
"If it was five years earlier, everything would be different."
"It's all about time and fate."
"It's such a shame to lose like this. Young master's talent is no less than Patroclus's, and his opponent has been practicing for more than ten years."
"The result doesn't matter. Even Patroclus's talent is only so-so after ten years of cultivation."
"Third Bro, you can't say that. I'm afraid the first few years of soul energy won't make much difference. It's the same as practicing without the soul energy."
The elders in the Templar started to debate.
The First Elder was the only one who didn't say a word.
"Eleventh Spear!"
Patroclus roared, and at the same time, a loud bang was heard as Wang Tong's Einherjar Spear was completely blocked by Patroclus. Wang Tong had lost control of his body under the suppression of Patroclus' GN Force and techniques. Wang Tong opened his arms wide and waited for Patroclus' attack.
Eleven Spears, and Patroclus had completely disarmed Patroclus.
Patroclus seemed to be more than capable of taking care of everything within eleven spear strikes. He was just waiting for Wang Tong to unleash his Spear of Causality.
Unfortunately, he was disappointed.
Wang Tong had no way to fight back.
"Kill!"
Patroclus's eyes were filled with murderous intent after the twelfth spear. What was the point of everything he had prepared?
It was easy to expand one's spear technique, but Patroclus was the only one who dared to compress it.
The Spear of Void had been streamlined by generations of heirs, but they stopped after reaching the sixty-fourth rank. In the early days, there were one hundred and fifty-six spears.
But in Patroclus's hands, there were only 12 shots left.
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