Ten thousand I am across the heavens

Mo Chengzi needs two things to win the match. First, he needs an attack that his opponent fears, one that can force them to defend when necessary. Second, he needs an attack powerful enough to break through the opponent's defenses when his domain is fully activated; such an attack is very difficult to break through.

Within their domain, the opponent can manipulate various natural energies. Therefore, even attacks using electricity will be greatly weakened within their domain. More importantly, if their electricity enters the enemy's domain, it means entering their precise perception, making it possible to discern its true nature.

However, he was prepared for this possibility of being discovered. He saw the current converge again, this time the path of the convergence clearly visible. It was the spiderweb spreading from all directions converging.

"So that's how it is. The previous battle was just a smokescreen. Your real purpose was to lay out your energy network across the entire battlefield, and then use this network to continuously unleash your attack. However, the speed at which your attack converges is still too slow. It takes too long for you to gather enough power to severely injure me; you can't even touch me."

The moment the words left his mouth, he appeared. As if he had teleported, he vanished from his spot. The electric current that had gathered at his original location missed its target, only creating a burst of sparks before disappearing completely.

“It doesn’t matter. Even if it doesn’t hit you, the current I release won’t be wasted. It will reverberate throughout the entire network and eventually hit you.” As Mo Chengzi spoke, the current gathered again. Just as he said, the current once again converged in a ring towards the target.

If the Celestial King doesn't dodge quickly, another towering bolt of electricity will likely erupt from his location.

"I see. This network is not only a network for transmitting energy, but also a network for storing energy? Then all we need to do is destroy it."

As the Celestial King spoke, he unleashed a storm around him. The violent energy swept through, like tearing up the floor, twisting the surrounding electrical circuits into fragments.

Just as he had anticipated, the spreading current had to be bypassed because there were no wires to reach his location. If it had struck through the air, the energy consumption would have been too great, and the power would not have been sufficient to cause him much damage.

The moment he destroyed the ground, the hidden networks of electricity on it rapidly repaired themselves at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"If you could destroy it so easily, then my formation would be far too vulnerable. I'd like to see whether you can destroy it faster or I can repair it faster."

The conductive wires on the ground seemed to come alive, rapidly crawling and spreading across the surface. In an instant, they filled the gaps left by the blast. Even the debris that had been blown away earlier took root and grew quickly after landing, making the already dense network even denser.

This time, he wasn't just bluffing; it was a genuine killing move, a biological technique he had painstakingly developed. The microscopic spores it released would attach to the ground, multiplying using the dust and stored nutrients. Simultaneously, in an environment with an electric field, it could also obtain life energy through remote power transmission, thus rapidly multiplying and spreading across the ground like a fungal carpet. Although this consumed its own organic matter, placing a significant burden on its body, the electric grid itself was extremely thin. Each thread was almost invisible to the naked eye, and the entire network probably weighed less than 1 kg. Once laid on the ground, it was deeply rooted and impossible to remove in a short time.

The earlier statement about storing electricity within the network wasn't just empty boasting; it truly can be stored. Without this unique power storage technique, relying solely on his own power generation, even if he exhausted all his energy in one go, would be like scraping a surface against an opponent at the Celestial King level.

Only by repeatedly gathering and releasing energy, accumulating it within the network, can he continue to unleash enough power to deliver a devastating blow to his opponent.

Although the Immortal King displayed formidable strength, Mo Chengzi, having ascertained the basic information, was confident he could kill him in a life-or-death struggle. He could even just momentarily paralyze him with an electric current, rendering the surrounding area ineffective for a split second, thus shattering his opponent's brain and instantly annihilating him.

But that's a life-or-death struggle, pushing the genetic lock to its absolute limit. Doing that would mean he couldn't control his strength and might actually kill the person. That's absolutely unacceptable. After all, this is just a competition.

If another player had died at his hands, it probably wouldn't have been a big problem. At most, it would have been the death of a star or a professional player. No powerful force would have come after him, or rather, the reputation he had built up at that time would have been enough to protect him from such trouble.

But this guy in front of me is backed by one of the nine major conglomerates, though not a top-ranking member. His influence is enough to easily crush me.

If he were to kill him with a fierce attack, the ensuing trouble would be far beyond his ability to handle. Therefore, while striving to win, he also needed to ensure his opponent wasn't seriously injured, maintain control throughout the match, and give his opponent ample face. These requirements were not easy to fulfill, which forced him to plan for a long time.

Faced with the ever-accumulating electric grid on the ground, and the ever-growing amount of electricity within it, the Celestial King could no longer afford to be careless as before. He had to take it seriously, otherwise, lives might truly be lost. At least from his perspective, these seemingly weak currents were extremely deadly. Being hit would have unimaginable consequences. His powerful physique was even forced to be used for dodging. While dodging, he gathered high energy in his palms, releasing energy projectiles in a fierce counterattack.

However, this time the energy blast is more solid, and the outer shell is more robust, making it not so easy to detonate.

Mo Chengzi was no longer as carefree as before. His opponent was moving at high speed to dodge, and he had to move at high speed to dodge these energy balls as well. However, the situation still seemed to be under control. The energy balls created one explosion after another, but they still couldn't destroy the electric grid that was growing all over the ground. On the ground, his advantage was getting bigger and bigger. But when his opponent saw that the situation was not going well, he finally stopped pretending.

"I admit you're the strongest of all the poor bastards I've ever encountered. You deserve my full strength. Now open your eyes wide and see clearly the difference between us. We're no longer on the same level." The Celestial King, facing the converging current, neither dodged nor evaded. Then, his feet left the ground, and he slowly levitated, his hands behind his back, making no flying motion, steadily hovering in mid-air. Standing 10 meters above the ground, he allowed the current to converge, yet it couldn't hit him.

The civilian spectators who witnessed this scene were filled with despair. In a fighting tournament without any props, someone had actually managed to fly into the air. This was completely beyond the expectations of ordinary viewers. If you can fly, what's the point of participating in a fighting tournament? This was utter fantasy. You have to understand that prosthetic bodies capable of flight are extremely expensive and powerful. Ordinary people can't even afford prosthetic bodies that allow them to fly, let alone fly with their own bodies. Just hearing about it was enough to kill any desire to fight.

When the Mughal saw this scene during the live broadcast, all the cameras were focused on the ascending Celestial King. It was as if they were crowning this king. All the spotlights were focused on him. It truly felt like welcoming an emperor. However, at this moment, the live broadcast suddenly became chaotic. Under the constraints of the algorithm, the camera instinctively turned towards a more explosive scene.

"If this is all the strength you've got, then that's really disappointing."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Chengzi also crossed his arms, without any visible muscle movement or the growth of wings. He simply hovered in mid-air, gradually rising to the same height as his opponent.

This scene instantly stunned the entire audience. It also ignited the hearts of all the ordinary viewers, turning the atmosphere in the live stream into a blazing inferno, like a gas station set ablaze by a spark.

"Go! Go! Go! Beat him to a pulp!"

"He flew up, he really flew up."

"For all the people at the bottom. Yes, he, use your strongest attack."

Countless viewers who had previously harbored secret crushes but dared not speak out were now ignited with passion, their inner flames burning brighter. One by one, they risked being banned in the live stream to support the dark horse of this match, hoping to crush the Immortal King.

Even the Celestial King himself was momentarily gripped by self-doubt. What the hell was going on? What on earth had he encountered? It could actually fly! It was using its domain to create a special force field around itself, using the counter-current to propel itself through the airflow. In essence, it was creating an invisible flying machine for itself, still relying on reaction force to propel itself.

So if you look closely, you can see the dust on the ground being blown away by it, and you can also hear a slight rumbling sound coming from its body.

There wasn't even a rumbling sound coming from Ke Mo Chengzi. There wasn't a trace of any airflow around him either. He seemed to be floating in mid-air, displaying even more ease than Ke Mo Chengzi himself. This finally made the Immortal King take him seriously. He even suspected that the other party had also undergone artificial intelligence modification, and that his strength surpassed his own. He wondered if it was because the other party's strength had completely surpassed his own that he couldn't sense the opponent's domain.

Mo Chengzi breathed a sigh of relief. If his opponent's trump card hadn't been flight, but something else, he might not have been able to counter it on the spot. But flight was actually the simplest thing for him. In fact, if he calmed down and thought about it carefully, he would realize that with his setup, taking off was basically a standard skill.

The ground is covered with wires filled with electric current, meaning a powerful electromagnetic field has formed on the surface. He himself can discharge electricity within this powerful electromagnetic field, making it easy for him to fly, whether using magnetic or electric fields. Moreover, he doesn't need to release airflow; his flight is even more agile than using stealth engines, and he hardly needs to consider aerodynamics. As long as the electromagnetic field is strong enough, he can achieve rapid acceleration, deceleration, and turning.

It is precisely because of these convenient capabilities that the sky is not only not its disadvantageous area, but even its advantageous area.

Both sides have now revealed their trump cards, and an aerial battle is about to break out.

If other competitors faced the unfamiliar battlefield environment of aerial combat, they might be at a loss for a while, even making mistakes due to their unfamiliarity with the three-dimensional environment. However, as a former top expert, aerial combat had long been instinctive for him. The three-dimensional environment suited him better. Unless, at this moment, his opponent was taken over by the backstage authorities, with the Ghost Demon Lord personally fighting in his place, he would absolutely not be at a disadvantage in terms of aerial combat experience.

Two figures clashed in mid-air, energy spheres and electric currents shooting at each other, creating a scene of aerial combat that was incredibly surreal. It was as if two masters from a fantasy world were exchanging blows, displaying power far beyond what ordinary people could comprehend.

Mo Chengzi released electricity in mid-air. There were no additional restrictions, and the released current wasn't weakened in the slightest because it was connected to the network of wires on the ground. All that was needed was a thin, flexible thread, like a kite, to guide the current through the ground.

The opponent could try to cut the threads, but the quality of such threads would be very low. He was perfectly capable of maintaining a large number of fine threads. Therefore, cutting them would be pointless. The magical clash between the two sides in the air had completely exceeded the scope of the commentator's analysis. Regardless of whose side the audience supported, or which side they had bet on, everyone was excited at this moment. The ratings soared to an unprecedented high.
Mo Chengzi checked his livestream's viewership and follower count backstage. He knew the time was right. What he needed to do now was accumulate enough followers; these followers would be his shield. Once his influence was high enough, he could end the match in a more dignified manner.

[To be continued]

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