Forty minutes later.
Lin Ye stood expressionlessly in the center of the battlefield, watching his third opponent dissolve into a stream of data at the end of his spear.
These three battles hadn't been as easy as the previous ones.
The opponents he was matched with were now all ranked within the top one hundred of the New Star Sequence.
At this level, there were no weaklings left.
Every single one possessed what could only be described as an uncanny Martial Arts Spirituality, their combat experience was immense, and they had an endless supply of trump cards.
Even while maintaining his Phase 2 and Frenzy states for the entire duration, Lin Ye could no longer score clean, one-hit kills.
In one of the matches, an opponent had even used an impossible-to-defend-against annihilation-type Martial Arts Spirituality to blow his entire left arm clean off.
