Chapter 1071 (2/2)

Tang Wulin's spiritual power was already close to the Spirit Domain realm, which was undoubtedly an extremely high level, and even among t.i.tled Douluos, there were very few who could match him in this regard. As such, his Purple Demon Eyes were naturally devastatingly powerful. Thus, he decided to experiment with a spiritual attack right as his opponent was releasing a soul skill, and it turned out that he was right.

The spiritual disruption caused Bubble King to lose control over his bubble for a short time, and that was all that was required for it to explode. As such, Bubble King had essentially fallen on his own sword.

Even so, Tang Wulin still had a lot of admiration for his opponent. Even though he had been defeated, there was no way that he would be piloting a generic mecha in real life, and as long as his mecha in the real world possessed powerful spiritual defensive prowess, then he really would be presenting a near-invincible package.

It was no wonder that the had chosen to become a mecha pilot when it was very likely that he wasn't even a battle armor master; this was the underlying secret.

In any case, this Bubble King would definitely be considered to be one of the most powerful mechas pilots in the real world.

Compared to the frustrating and inexplicable victory he'd secured over Sima Jinchi, this one made a lot more sense as he at least knew how he had won.

However, there was more admiration than excitement in his heart. During this compet.i.tion, he had witnessed the abilities of many powerful beings, and the experience had shown him that this world was filled with beings with unimaginable powers. He had witnessed so many strange martial souls, soul skills, and battle styles, and this had greatly broadened his horizons. Furthermore, this experience had improved his practical combat experience far more so than in his past cultivation.

As such, Tang Wulin was genuinely grateful toward Blood One for a.s.signing him this mission.

Now, Tang Wulin could say with confidence that he was Blood Nine of the Blood G.o.d Battalion. He had made it into the grand final of both the mecha battle and Soul Master battle disciplines, and he knew that his cover had most likely already been blown.

After he unleashed his Golden Dragon Roar, there were surely some keen-eyed spectators who had identified the fact that many of his abilities overlapped with those of Golden Dragon King.

He had made it into the grand final of both disciplines, and it could already be said that he was the true overall champion of the Star Battle Net Inter-federation Compet.i.tion.

Tang Wulin didn't pay much attention to the spectators' cries of surprise and expressions of befuddlement. He left the Star Cabin, and the first thing that he did was take a hot shower.

Even though the Star Battle Net was only a simulated world, the sticky sensation that Tang Wulin had experienced from Bubble King's bubbles was still very unpleasant, and he felt a lot better after taking a shower.

His semifinal opponents were already this difficult to deal with; what challenges would he face in the grand final?

It had been a very long time since Tang Wulin had looked forward to something as much as he was looking forward to this. He was truly filled with antic.i.p.ation for the grand final matches!

He wasn't even thinking about whether he would be able to become the final champion. In comparison, being able to fight these powerful opponents brought him even more joy than becoming the champion, and this was a path that he had to take.

He didn't meditate as he had won this battle more so with his own intelligence. In reality, he still had many trump cards he hadn't used, and he only unleashed a small number of his soul skills.

As such, even if he hadn't found Bubble King's fatal weakness, it was still far from certain that he would've lost that match. However, being able to defeat a powerful opponent with his intelligence was still very satisfying to him.

After exiting his dormitory room, he didn't go to the resting area. There were simply far too many people there. Almost everyone in the legion knew of him now, and he could no longer find the peace and quiet that he sought in the cafe.

Thus, Tang Wulin arrived in his forging workshop instead.

It had been quite a few days since he'd last visited his workshop. He had been constantly busying himself with preparing for the finals recently, and as soon as he caught sight of his familiar forging bench, a scorching sensation immediately welled up in his heart.

Following the conclusion of the compet.i.tion, he was going to be very busy. Firstly, he was going to prepare the metals required for his suit of three-word battle armor, at least to a basic level. On top of that, he had to construct a black mecha that was suitable for himself with the best materials possible.

The mecha battle compet.i.tion and Ling Wuyue's instructions had made him develop a strong sense of fascination toward mechas, and besides, there was no conflict between being a battle armor master and a mecha pilot! Unfortunately, that wasn't the case in the generic mechas supplied by the Star Battle Net as there wasn't enough s.p.a.ce in there after he donned his suit of battle armor.

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