"Sure enough, I knew it would be like this."
Looking at the empty white space in front of him, Fangzheng could not help but want to complain. After all, wasn't this how movies, TV shows, animations, games, and novels all played out? When someone wanted to give the protagonist pointers, they would create an alternate space to let the protagonist experience failure, experience their own shortcomings, and level up. So …
"I knew it."
Fangzheng reached out his hand and found that he could no longer take out his Dimensional Codex, and he could not use the swordsmanship skills from the Soul Stone either. Right now, Fangzheng had basically been deprived of all the abilities from the system, leaving only his own strength.
At that moment, a voice rang out.
"Is that you? The guy who wants to accept my pointers? "
Along with this figure, Fangzheng saw a figure appear in front of him. It was a pure, pitch-black shadow. There were no facial features on it, nor were there any decorations. There were only simple lines that outlined the person's clothes. Judging from his appearance, he seemed to be a noble, but he could not tell his age. There was only an ornamental sword at his waist.
"You came at the right time."
The other party did not seem to have any intention of talking nonsense with Fangzheng. He directly pulled out his longsword from his waist.
"I just took a nap. You now have an hour to fight me. Remember, you only have this one chance. My time is limited, and I don't have time to talk nonsense with a boring person. You can fight me with all the strength you have in these two hours. As for your weapon, you only need to think about it and you can reclaim it. But this weapon is fake. It has no special power, and the same goes for the longsword in my hand. Okay, let's begin. "
This person was rather straightforward.
Since the other party had no intention of giving him pointers or talking nonsense, Fangzheng naturally would not say anything more. He closed his eyes and thought for a while. Soon, a vampire greatsword and a short sword appeared in Fangzheng's hands. He held the short sword in his left hand and the vampire greatsword in his right. He stared at the target in front of him.
All the power …? Then, let's give it a try!
Thinking until here, Fangzheng's figure flashed, and several magical lights spread out with him as the center. Layers of protective spells quickly armed him, and in the blink of an eye, his flesh and blood were armed into an impenetrable wall. Then, Fangzheng swung his right arm forward and several fireballs appeared out of thin air, whizzing toward him.
In the face of everything that was happening before him, the figure did not panic at all (after all, he had no face, even if he panicked, Fangzheng would not be able to see it). He gripped his sword tightly and made a slashing motion. In the next moment, the fireball that flew beside him exploded instantly, and the rolling flames spread with a loud rumble, engulfing the figure.
Now!
Of course, Fangzheng didn't expect a single fireball to be able to kill the opponent. At the same time the fireball exploded, Fangzheng erupted with his full strength. The time realm unfolded in an instant, and Fangzheng dashed into the flames like an arrow. The power of time around him began to slow down and solidify, as if to completely end everything it enveloped.
At the same time, Fangzheng didn't hesitate to erupt with the ultimate dragon's prestige that he could at his current stage. Even if he couldn't cause any damage to the opponent, Fangzheng was confident that with the power of time and dragon's prestige, he could at least control the opponent. Even if it was only for a second, as long as his attack was effective, it would be enough.
But at that moment, a silver flash suddenly appeared in front of Fangzheng. Immediately after, the rolling flames in front of Fangzheng parted the middle like Moses parting the sea, and a sharp blade silently swung down at Fangzheng.
The slash was so slow that it was like watching a slow-motion scene in a movie. So much so that Fangzheng could dodge it easily without activating the time realm.
But he couldn't dodge it at all.
When the blade appeared in front of Fangzheng, he felt as though he was grabbed by a pair of invisible hands and couldn't move at all. As the sword swung down slowly, the magic protection on Fangzheng's body, as well as his time power, were instantly shattered like fragile glass. The Dragon's Might that he emitted did not even have the slightest effect as if it did not exist at all.
What kind of power is this?!
Upon sensing this powerful force, Fangzheng was bewildered. It wasn't that he hadn't fought with beings in the Legendary Stage before, but none of them gave him such a feeling!
I have to move!
Just as the blade was about to strike Fangzheng, Fangzheng felt his body tremble all of a sudden as though an electric current ran through his body, activating his numb body. Almost instinctively, Fangzheng rolled to the side and dodged the blade. Then, he stood up quickly and gazed at the figure in front of him again.
What exactly was up with that slash just now? My Futuristic Vision didn't give me any warning at all!
If it were during normal times, Fangzheng would have called for Hecate or activated the spirit stone if he realized that he couldn't defeat the opponent. But now, he couldn't use the power of the Dimensional Codex at all, so naturally, he couldn't summon Hecate or activate the spirit stone. However, Fangzheng didn't waver or panic because of this. After all, this was also within his expectations. It could also be said that Fangzheng had already guessed that the reason why his strength couldn't break through the bottleneck was likely because he relied too much on the system.
And now, to Fangzheng, it was just his guess coming true.
Continue!
The thought flashed through Fangzheng's mind. The next moment, lightning circled around him and turned into sharp blades that flew forward. Fangzheng gripped the vampire greatsword in his hand tightly and rushed forward. He arrived in front of the figure again, raised the greatsword in his hand, and slashed down hard. This time, the figure faced Fangzheng's attack. He raised the longsword in his hand unhurriedly and stabbed forward.
The strike was still very slow, but just like before, the moment the figure stabbed forward, Fangzheng once again felt the strong sense of oppression that made him unable to move. His strength was once again as fragile as a piece of tofu in front of the opponent. Fangzheng could only watch as the opponent's longsword stabbed straight at his chest ….
No!
At that moment, Fangzheng once again felt the electric power gushing out of his body. He instinctively stretched out his left hand and held the shortsword in a reverse grip to meet the opponent's sword!
Clang!!
To Fangzheng's surprise, his subconscious counterattack actually knocked the longsword away. This made Fangzheng overjoyed. He retreated again, widening the distance between him and the opponent. At the same time, he stared cautiously at the enemy in front of him. Then, Fangzheng attacked again without hesitation.
But the more they fought, the more confused Fangzheng became. He found that his strength, whether it was magic, time power, or [Dragon's Might], was completely non-existent in front of the opponent. He could not attack the opponent no matter what. On the contrary, his Black Soul Swordsmanship could still parry the opponent's swordsmanship a few times, but that was all. For some reason, Fangzheng felt that his strength was as weak as a piece of paper in front of the opponent. In the end, he felt that he was not attacking a person, but smashing a heavy fortress with his bare hands.
Finally, Fangzheng chose to surrender.
"There's nothing I can do."
While panting, he put down the weapon in his hand and looked helplessly at the figure in front of him.
"I've used all the strength I have, and as you can see, this is the result …. Please give me a summary."
"Hehe …."
To Fangzheng's surprise, the opponent did not scold him or mock him. On the contrary, he chuckled and looked at Fangzheng.
"Do you find it strange that your attacks have no effect on me?"
"Of course, I do find it strange."
"It's simple."
For some reason, the figure raised his longsword and explained to Fangzheng in detail.
"This is the Sword of Will. Simply put, only attacks that carry out your will will be effective against this sword. Attacks that don't have any effect …."
The figure paused for a moment. Although it had no facial features, Fangzheng could still feel a pair of eyes full of curiosity and doubt staring at him.
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