The battlefield in Dark Realm City between Bing Xinning and Chen Tian was exceptionally fierce. Bing Xinning's sword wings unfurled behind her, and under her control, her long sword clashed with Long Yi's myriad of wing feathers. The sword spun and intertwined, as if both attacking and defending, leaving Bing Xinning unharmed for the moment. Seeing this, Long Yi gathered his dragon wings together, instantly unfurling them. A surge of potent energy rippled outwards, buffeting Bing Xinning's sword and making it seem as though it would be blown away at any moment.
Bing Xinning's eyes opened. The scattered swords slowly converged, forming a circular shield with a hollow center. The swords spun to create this shield, completely resisting the gust of energy before Bing Xinning. Cannons sprouted directly from Bing Xinning's arms, pointing towards Long Yi. Blam, blam, blam, blam!
Sparks flew as bullets rained down, covering Long Yi's vision. The bullets were like a river of stars, countless in number. Long Yi's body spun, his dragon wings unleashing a blade of energy. With a rumble, explosions erupted, and Bing Xinning's bullets detonated. Unyielding, Bing Xinning continued her assault. Gatling guns emerged from her legs, and her arm cannons transformed into Gatling guns as well. Energy streams erupted from behind Bing Xinning, propelling her skyward. She spun wildly in the air, her four Gatling guns firing furiously. This time, the number of bullets was even greater than before.
If the previous barrage was a river of stars, this current salvo was comparable to a universe. The bullets were as numerous as the universe was vast. The Gatling guns fired hundreds of bullets per second. All of Bing Xinning's bullets halted in mid-air. Her arms transformed into cannons, and two beams of light shot out. With a *shing*, the light beams descended. Long Yi felt a sense of crisis and opened his mouth, unleashing a world-shattering fireball. The fireball composed of dragon flames collided with the light beams, neither able to advance an inch for a time.
Suddenly, Long Yi realized he was surrounded by those bullets without knowing when it happened. A smile played on Bing Xinning's lips. She clenched her fists, and the myriad of bullets converged at the center. Long Yi stood at the epicenter, densely packed bullets enveloping him. He looked at the bullets, realizing they were not physical but energy projectiles. The resulting explosion, should they coalesce, was something Long Yi dared not endure head-on. He wrapped himself in his dragon wings, forming an astonishingly defensive feathered shell.
Countless bullets struck the dragon wings, but ultimately, the damage was negligible. The dragon wings unfurled, and Long Yi emerged from the explosion unscathed. Long Yi regarded Bing Xinning with increased seriousness. After all, Bing Xinning's methods were incredibly bizarre. She seemed unlike ordinary robots, possessing too many offensive capabilities. Although cultivators in the mechanical world had endless offensive techniques, they still fell far short of Bing Xinning.
Bing Xinning appeared to be different from a normal robot, as evidenced by their previous confrontation. Long Yi dared not be careless. Seeing that the young master and Chen Tian were still fighting, he knew he had to rely on himself. His body surged, his aura becoming even more formidable. His dragon claws sharpened, shimmering with light, their projections flickering as if immensely powerful. He extended his dragon claws, a world-ending strike aimed directly at Bing Xinning's face. Bing Xinning saw this and her arm cannons transformed into Gatling guns. Sparks flew continuously as bullets were fired, piercing through the projections of the dragon claws. Smoke curled from the Gatling guns. Long Yi appeared behind Bing Xinning without her realizing it.
Bing Xinning sensed Long Yi's position. Her body flickered, and the thrusters on her back instantly unleashed a torrent of air. Long Yi's intention to attack from behind was immediately disrupted by the immense air currents, forcing him to abandon his plan. Bing Xinning's speed was slightly faster than Long Yi's. She directly moved in front of him and threw a punch. It was an iron fist. Long Yi sneered upon seeing this. "You're courting death, challenging me with brute force. So be it."
Long Yi viewed Bing Xinning's action as suicidal. To compete in strength and physical resilience with a dragon was audacious. He would oblige. With a punch, he intended to shatter the opponent's arm. He clenched his dragon claws and swung a punch, putting all his strength into it. Bing Xinning and Long Yi's fists collided. Air currents rolled, and both were sent staggering back. Long Yi looked on in disbelief. Bing Xinning had matched him blow for blow, even achieving a draw. What was with her punch?
No matter how sturdy a robot was, it couldn't surpass the physique of a legendary divine beast. Such a thing had never been heard of.
Bing Xinning's strangeness made Long Yi feel troubled. When had cultivators from the mechanical world become so troublesome? Weren't they supposed to be weak?
Taking advantage of Long Yi's momentary contemplation, Bing Xinning decisively attacked. Seven or eight missiles shot from her back, attacking from all directions—up, down, left, and right. The mechanical armor on Bing Xinning's chest slowly opened, and a cannon barrel emerged. Blue light gathered within the barrel. The missiles detonated. Long Yi sensed the power of this move, realizing it was an attack to decide the victor. Long Yi positioned his left and right dragon claws. A black dragon phantom materialized behind him. Power flowed into his claws, and the phantom entered his body, flowing into his talons.
Bing Xinning's cannon charged faster. With a *puff*, a cerulean ripple beam shot out, reaching Long Yi's vision with astonishing speed. Long Yi, meanwhile, clapped his dragon claws together. He spread his arms and pushed his palms forward. The black dragon phantom flew out. The black dragon and the light beam collided, continuing for a full hundred seconds.
The cerulean light beam contended with the black dragon. Small sparks of light scattered from the beam into the sky. Bing Xinning shuddered, increasing the power output. The light beam instantly grew larger. The black dragon phantom, which had been able to resist, began to shatter before the enlarged light beam. Soon, the light beam overwhelmed the black dragon phantom, completely engulfing Long Yi's figure.
When the light beam dissipated, Long Yi stood in the sky, but his entire body smelled of charcoal, as if he had been roasted. There was not a single intact part of him. At this point, Bing Xinning withdrew her attack and declared, "I will not kill you."
Bing Xinning had no intention of killing casually. She merely wished to use this battle to test her own strength, and the test was now complete.
Long Yi nodded, knowing Bing Xinning had spared him, or he would have perished long ago. His figure split into four, each of them falling into unconsciousness.
Long Yi led the three away. Just as Bing Xinning was about to rise, a figure blocked her path. Bing Xinning looked at the figure before her. It was a robot, a proper robot whose mechanical textures, screws, and materials were clearly visible.
"My master requires your body for research. Accompany me."
The robot's electronic voice sounded. Bing Xinning calmly replied, "I'm sorry, I don't have that hobby. I must refuse."
"Then do not blame me for being impolite."
Two large cannon barrels emerged from the robot's shoulders, firing two beams of light. Bing Xinning watched the beams and assembled cannon barrels on her own shoulders. The light beams collided, a contest of energy.