Swish, swish, swish, swish...

The Abyss Gundam's body consecutively split into multiple afterimages, one became three, three became nine, and inexplicably, nine images had surrounded Kexiao in the center.

People were astonished by the skill of Shabak, what kind of strange move was this? It seemed like each clone was a physical entity, could it be that Shabak was also a special Mental Ability User with their own strengths?

To some extent, this technique was similar to the clone techniques of the Huaxia Ancient Martial Arts school Qimen Dunjia, where each clone possessed a substantial attack effect. The downside was, if a clone got hit, it would be invalidated, and at this moment, Kexiao was virtually faced with nine opponents.

In the blink of an eye, a succession of afterimages targeted Kexiao's cockpit one after another, raising visible dust from the ground...

Kexiao, with his extraordinary listening and awareness abilities, suddenly realized the peculiarity of these clones. He brandished the Silver Spear, producing sonic booms as high-difficulty moves like Dragon Tail Sweep and other Cloud Drilling Spear techniques burst forth in an instant. Light and shadow filled the sky at nearly a 360-degree indiscriminate angle, blocking all attacks outside. The collision of blade and spear rang with a particularly chilling tone.

Who said the Savior couldn't burst forth? At this moment, according to professional instrumentation, Kexiao's constant hand speed had already exceeded 1K, and the reason he usually didn't display such high hand speed was simply that no one had ever pushed him to this extent.

Even the air around the Savior seemed to ripple with the swinging of the Silver Spear... As if waves continuously tore through the void, the perfect and gorgeous absolute defense was highly ornamental to watch, standing motionless in the face of Shabak's attacks.

In the midst of the battlefield, the chilling aura of slaughter was especially biting. Kexiao, along with his mech, seemed to be completely engulfed by the nine clones in an instant, yet he stood unshaken in the center of the arena without moving an inch, his movements even appearing to slow down.

Sky Shadow, Desert Storm, and Blue Electrical Rain—among others, at least a hundred people watching in that instant felt their gaze intensify. It wasn't that Kexiao had slowed down, but rather he had sped up, moving at a speed that afterimages could hardly capture, a visual illusion created by the sheer pace of his actions.

In the end, Kexiao didn't even specifically block the attacks. As the mech moved, he performed a series of astonishingly large twists and turns, weaving freely through the light rain as if unaffected by gravity. His movements were both fast yet seemed slow, urgent yet relaxed, reaching a realm so great that not even top warriors could follow, with the Savior heavy as stone, yet fluttering like a light, nimble butterfly.

An impeccable defense so naturally formed that, with a whistling sound, Kexiao finally took steps toward Shabak, surrounded by the continuous clang of metal collisions, yet without any apparent change in the Savior's actions.

With a clang, the final retreating spear strike suddenly appeared on the scene, the spear lancing out like a dragon; the Light Sword was immediately flicked away from the hand by the cold gleam at the spear's tip, and simultaneously, all nine clones disappeared into nothingness.

"Damn it! The foolish Shabak has actually pressured Kexiao into realizing a higher realm, this is completely over now!"

Seeing this scene, Sky Shadow almost roared out loud, almost screaming in a low voice. If, in the previous calculations, the original him had the power to fight Kexiao, now it seemed this probability had become extremely slim, and even Feng Yi (Revenge Shadow Rider) would likely be defeated.

Whether that person could watch this battle was unknown. To prevent the above possibility, Sky Shadow suddenly pulled out the Heavenly Communication, hesitating for a long while... He struggled to put it down again, ultimately not sending the message to Feng Yi.

As a warrior, to revel in battle is exactly what that person craved, and wasn't he himself also yearning for victory? In the final moments of life, he hoped Feng Yi wouldn't be so unlucky as to encounter Kexiao.

As for himself, Sky Shadow now sat pondering, chin in hand, about whether or not to give up the upcoming battles. Faced with an opponent where victory was almost non-existent, the choices left for him were few.

Either forfeit or improve himself; considering the limitations of this clone body, no matter how much he improved, it would be limited, and revealing his true strength prematurely would be tantamount to wasting a trump card. After much thought, Sky Shadow decided to wait and see without hurrying.

Even the usually silent Desert Storm couldn't help but reveal a flash of sharpness in his eyes upon witnessing the realm of Kexiao.

The battlefield's smoke had not yet fully cleared, and Shabak was in obvious disarray. His eyes, filled with disbelief, turned toward the Savior, "How did you manage that? I clearly couldn't see your movements just now with that shot."

Kexiao replied calmly, "Thanks to you."

"Thanks to me?" Wasn't this implying he was nothing more than a whetstone to sharpen Kexiao's skills? Chewing over the meaning behind the words, Shabak's anger turned to manic laughter, its craziness resounding, "Heh, heh, hahahaha... I have to admit, you have quite a knack for infuriation. Congratulations, you've succeeded in angering me."

Kexiao didn't want to indulge him further and replied noncommittally with a slight shrug of his shoulders.

Seeing this, Shabak, sitting in the cockpit, took a deep breath. His eyes, previously filled with brutality, suddenly calmed down, and his fingers lightly pressed a button...

With a squeak, an injection device immediately popped out, the vial inside swirling with a bright red liquid that was particularly striking, resembling fresh blood.

At that moment, his hands visibly shook, but after only a brief moment of hesitation, Shabak seemed to make a decisive choice and injected the red liquid into his body. Right now, even if it meant death, even if he had to drag everyone into hell with him, he would defeat Kexiao before dying.

As soon as the liquid was injected, a fierce whirlwind suddenly erupted from him, spreading a pressure so palpable that it filled the entire arena. Even Kexiao, standing in the center, couldn't help but frown.

The chilling pressure was perhaps even stronger than that of the Revenge Shadow Rider, prompting Kexiao to consider a possibility: Shabak's body had undergone a mutation, whether due to anger, hidden abilities, or perhaps achieved through some kind of drug.

"Let's continue."

With that, Shabak's calm voice resonated from the Abyss Gundam. There had never been a time calmer than this very moment. His speed seemed to transcend light as he simultaneously spoke and slammed a direct kick into the Savior, which was urgently blocking in front of him.

Kexiao almost reacted out of reflex. The speed of this lightning-fast kick was so rapid that perhaps only the Flame Dual Slash could counter it—and perhaps even the Flame Dual Slash might not suffice.

The Savior was immediately knocked back, but fortunately, the Silver Spear was still in hand. Kexiao quickly activated the thrusters for a succession of backward jumps.

A silent, malevolent smile played at the corners of Shabak's mouth. So this was the feeling of supreme power output? It was fantastic beyond words. His previously calm gaze once again turned into the fierce stare of a fiend, "Come now, our little prince, let me show you the true depths of hell."

Boom! Shabak's hand speed instantly soared to 2K, a potential overdraw bought at the expense of his own life. With a buzz, his Light Sword swung down in a chop.

Kexiao's eyes suddenly dilated. He had no time to consider exploiting a weak point and swiftly parried with his spear. Accompanied by a burst of fire, the Savior was outmatched in strength and was blasted far back, the recoil very evident.

Without waiting for Kexiao's next move, Shabak had his mech perform a second sword strike. This time Kexiao was prepared; without a glance, he exerted his full strength in a spear swing.

Clang! After a thunderous crash, both parties were forced back... However, Kexiao took a much more significant blow from the recoil than Shabak did. Having already used eighty percent of his strength, it was clear that Kexiao was at a disadvantage—a testament to Shabak's ferocity at the moment.

Shabak entered a berserk state, his next attack almost faster than before, his aura undeniably aggressive, "Die."

In that instant, a trace of admiration flashed in Kexiao's calm eyes. A golden seed abruptly burst open, followed by an exclamation. Kexiao, instead of retreating, moved forward, swinging his Silver Spear in a maneuver like a sage pointing the way.

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