After the two horns popped out, Baiyi finally regained some of the ferocious look that the Holy Armor should have. It even felt like he had transformed. Now that the tables had turned, Baiyi suddenly felt like he was fighting for his life.
'Well, it's true that this counterattack was triggered by an accident, but … let's not pay attention to the details.'
"Heh … Your ability to seize opportunities is very good. I can see that you have a lot of combat experience," Grant said with a sigh. "But, under the absolute suppression of power levels, and the fact that you can't use any powerful killing moves, this is just your last struggle before you lose …" As he spoke, three circles of runes lit up on his body. He was trying to launch a counterattack.
However, as soon as the runes lit up, Grant felt a momentary dizziness in his head, and the spell he was about to cast was interrupted.
This was the symptom of a psychic attack.
'Impossible!' Grant was shocked. 'His opponent's psychic energy is so much stronger than mine, a Holy-level fighter? What is the level of his psychic energy? A demigod? Was he once a Demigod powerhouse? This discovery made Grant panic, and he scrambled to evade Baiyi's attack.
In fact, Grant was not stronger than Baiyi in his sorcerer form in every aspect. In terms of mana capacity and psychic energy, Baiyi had an overwhelming advantage. It was just that these two advantages were hard to make use of. In a fast-paced one-on-one fight like this, both combatants were using low-level, fast-paced spells that did not consume a lot of energy. Thus, the battle would not end until one of them ran out of mana. Therefore, the amount of mana available did not make much sense. On the other hand, the difference in psychic energy was not very obvious in a real fight.
Psychic energy did not have any direct killing power. Its greatest use was to scout, lock onto a target, guide spells, and interfere with the enemy's spells and lock-on. It was a crude way to use psychic energy to attack an opponent, and it was useless against a sorcerer with a certain level of power. However, it might be useful against someone like Little Mia.
Back when Baiyi was toying with the two antennas on his head, he had imitated a demon and made them into two antennas that could amplify his psychic energy. Back then, he had thought of using his psychic energy to attack the two antennas, but a few days ago, a Voidwalker had mentioned this idea during the discussion in the Void.
Truth be told, Baiyi did not think much of this little trick, which he used to bully noobs. It was useless against a Holy-level fighter. It was only after the battle began that Baiyi, who had been suppressed for a while, suddenly thought of this trick, and he began to believe that it was possible.
Grant had first used a level 9 spell that was beyond his own level. That would have consumed a lot of his Psychic Energy. Then, he tried to forcefully stop the spell to save the situation. That was another huge drain on his Psychic Energy. Then, he continued to chase after Grant, which was another huge drain on his Psychic Energy. After a few rounds of attacks, his Psychic Energy had actually been depleted to a considerable degree. Baiyi could vaguely feel it.
This was actually a small disadvantage that high-level sorcerers tended to overlook. They had plenty of mana, were well-equipped, and their psychic energy was as vast as the ocean. Plus, they fought at a fast pace. Unless it was a long battle of attrition, they did not have to worry about their psychic energy. They could use it however they wanted, and it was impossible for low-level sorcerers to be drained of psychic energy.
This was not a problem at all, and it could be ignored. Even in Grant's current state, his psychic energy was still far from being depleted. He could still fight for a long period of time, and other than a slight sense of exhaustion, he did not seem to be affected at all.
However, exhaustion was exhaustion, and the overall strength of his psychic energy was still decreasing. Baiyi's psychic energy was already much stronger than Grant's, and with the help of the antennas on top of his head, he had finally reached a critical point where he could be attacked directly.
Therefore, Baiyi seized this opportunity and took advantage of people's habitual thinking. He used this seemingly ridiculous trick to deal a heavy blow to Grant, forcefully interrupting Grant's spellcasting with a psychic attack!
Of course, this was not Grant's fault. This was completely out of his expectations. No one would have thought that Baiyi would use such a trick to bully a noob. It was as if Baiyi had used Tickles in a boxing match. Normal people would not even think of it that way. 'How much do you despise a Holy-level sorcerer by using psychic energy on him? You're insulting him! '
Moreover, this was a trick that only a special existence like Baiyi could pull off. If it had been a normal Immortal-level sorcerer, or even a Holy-level sorcerer, whose psychic energy was almost the same, the sorcerer's psychic energy would have depleted the opponent's energy as well. Such a trick could only be used by people like Baiyi, who were powerful but were limited by many things. It was normal for Grant to be unable to defend against it.
Therefore, regardless of whether Nota had interfered with the match or not, as long as Baiyi had such a trump card, the outcome of the match would not change much. It was just that Nota had unintentionally sped up the process.
Grant, whose spellcasting had been interrupted by Baiyi, could not help but panic. He tried to chant another spell, but Baiyi's merciless psychic energy attack had once again interrupted him.
This undoubtedly put a lot of pressure on Grant's psyche, and he stopped chanting. Instead, he imitated Baiyi's earlier decision, which was to use his agility to dodge Baiyi's attacks.
"What's going on?" Someone in the audience immediately asked. "Why is President Grant dodging instead of fighting back? I don't know why he stopped for a moment, but if he had fought back, he would have easily regained the upper hand. "
"What do you know? This is a teaching match! President Grant is obviously demonstrating his dodging skills to us. He's just letting us enjoy the show! "
"That's right! He's the Church's man, after all. It's embarrassing for him to be suppressed all this time. He should at least show some respect to the Church, right?"
Fortunately, Grant could not hear these comments from the audience. Otherwise, he would have spat out a mouthful of blood. Fortunately, after a brief moment of helplessness, Grant quickly calmed down. He had a rough idea of where the problem lay, and he came up with the only solution he could think of — to restore his psychic energy to a safe level as soon as possible, so that he could launch another counterattack.
'When this is over, I must write this case into my textbooks!' Grant relied on his skillful and powerful techniques, as well as his remaining defensive equipment and enchantments, to withstand Baiyi's attacks. For the time being, he was able to hold his own against Baiyi's attacks. Naturally, he had other ideas in mind.
However, Baiyi did not plan to give him too much time to think. As he chased after Grant, he whispered to Nota, "According to the plan, you'll be in charge of the offense."
"Yes, sir! I'll do my best!" Nota replied in her soft voice. Suddenly, a formation lit up in front of Baiyi's face, and a variety of low-level spells shot out from it. It looked as if the spells were coming from Baiyi's mouth.
Baiyi, on the other hand, had stopped casting spells. Instead, he began to rapidly form a complicated hand seal. It was the final move he was going to use in order to end the battle.
Now that Nota was in charge of the offense, the pressure on Grant lessened significantly. Grant's heart leaped with joy, thinking that Baiyi's mana had gone haywire. However, out of caution, he did not retaliate immediately. Instead, he waited for a while and stole a glance behind him, only to find Baiyi in the middle of forming a hand seal.
He quickly adjusted his stance and prepared to launch a counterattack, but Baiyi had already finished casting his secret technique. In a low voice, he read out the name of the technique, which was so embarrassing that it was almost impossible to describe it.
"Six Realms, Five Realms, Divine Phenomenon of Kurikara."
As he finished chanting, his figure suddenly split into two, then into four, and in the end, eight clones appeared at the same time. In front of each of them, a spell formation appeared at the same time, and a fatal attack was being brewed there!
"Illusion? Illusion? " Grant's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly used his precious psychic energy to probe. Immediately, his expression changed. 'No! The magic fluctuations emanating from those clones were all real! The spells they are chanting are real, and they can take his life! This means that Hope has the ability to cast eight spells at once!
'Impossible!' Grant did not believe it. He raised the formation in his hand and tried to attack one of the clones. However, before he could even begin, he felt a slight dizziness, and his spell was interrupted again!
'How is this possible?!' Grant felt as if his world had been turned upside down. 'How can someone cast eight spells at once? How was it possible to interrupt his spellcasting while casting eight spells at the same time? This was something that defied all common sense!
Who is this monster? Is he a human or a ghost? Is he some kind of god that descended from the heavens?! ' Grant's mind had completely collapsed. Faced with such an opponent, he could no longer muster up the will to fight back. He could only hope that his opponent remembered that this was just a battle to teach …
He raised his hand in humiliation and lowered his proud head. He knew that he could never defeat an opponent like this. 'Are you kidding me? What does it mean to cast eight spells at once? This monster's power is beyond everyone's imagination!
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