I can see experience bars after being transported to another world.

Furthermore, Eli was clearly aware of the weakness of his approach: if he simply used Imperial language, it would be easy for the enemy to detect it.

For example, like the words "stillness" and "lock" mentioned earlier, anyone who is even slightly intelligent, or anyone who can read, will understand their implied meaning.

Therefore, Eli was clearly working on conquering some obscure and ancient languages ​​so that when he used them, the words he released would not reveal his true intentions to his enemies.

However, this ability was completely useless to Lu Yuan, because no matter what Eli uttered, it was no different from the Imperial language in Lu Yuan's eyes.

If that's all there is to it, then Eli's offensive tactics will have no effect on him at all.

So I can only pretend, hoping Eli can come up with something new.

Lu Yuan raised his eyes, a new bullet of reason already forming.

[Rationality: -1...]

boom!

[Rationality: -1...]

boom!

[Rationality: -1...]

...

Six more shots followed in quick succession, the rational bullets firing continuously, interspersed with a large number of copper-cased incendiary bombs.

Lu Yuan single-handedly created a dense network of firepower.

Six shots of rationality deducted six points of rationality.

Eli's pupils dilated violently as he heard the piercing gunshot. He dared not hide anything any longer, and his Gulai language flew out incessantly.

This time, he spoke in the Quraysh language itself, uttering one difficult syllable after another.

If it were an ordinary person, they wouldn't understand what Eli was doing at all, but Lu Yuan understood.

Twist. Flash. Twist. Blockade. Blockade. Imprison.

The bullets were twisted and deflected one by one, as if the space in front of Eli was blocked by something, and all the bullets deviated from their course.

But with each bullet deflected, the space solidified a little more, clearly indicating that the distorted power was gradually fading.

Finally, after five consecutive shots of reason, Eli could no longer stop them.

The moment the space in front of him was torn open, Eli's figure disappeared from the spot.

At the same time, Lu Yuan could feel a distinct viscous texture in the space around him.

What effect did Eli's uttering of words have? Was he trying to slow down his own speed before launching an encirclement?

interesting.

Lu Yuan smiled slightly and the time synchronization was activated again.

He wanted to test whether Eli could catch him in close combat while he had timed his fight.

The viscous space vanished the instant the timer was activated, and the faint constraint was suddenly broken free.

[Rationality: -1...]

Reason began to crumble.

Lu Yuan quickly approached Eli.

From Eli's perspective, the words he had laid out covered the area where Lu Yuan was like a vast net. Slowing down could reduce a normal person's speed to that of a child.

The confinement technique, even when facing a third-tier bizarre and extraordinary being, can only have a negligible effect, at least for a moment.

The deceleration and immobilization were enough to freeze Lu Yuan for almost a second, and then it would be his turn to fight.

However, Eli was overthinking things. He dodged the bullet of reason with a blink, and before he could see Lu Yuan frozen in place, Lu Yuan's figure disappeared once again.

Oh no, my restraints have no effect on him at all.

Eli's expression changed.

"dust."

He uttered two more words, this time in the Imperial language.

He was actually more comfortable with the Imperial language.

Dust filled the entire arena because he couldn't tell whether Lu Yuan's speed was so fast that he disappeared or he became invisible.

Amidst the dust, a mark was visibly cleared away, revealing something hurtling towards it at an extremely high speed.

Before Eli could react, the Book of Light was thrown out, its pages fluttering as dozens, even hundreds, of words poured forth.

It is mainly divided into two types: increase and decrease.

Large amounts of text traveled in batches, and countless stones, rivers, and even snowflakes made of text drifted out and fell toward that figure.

What fell upon Eli himself was a massive increase in the number of words: strong, robust, and fast.

After Eli received the blessing of these words, his speed increased at a visible rate, and his body began to become stronger.

The barrier between him and the figure breaking through the dust, made up of a large number of words, couldn't hold him back even for a moment, as if they were being torn apart like sheets of paper.

But that's enough; Eli already has enough enhancements.

Eli finally caught sight of Lu Yuan amidst dozens of enhancements. His expression changed, and he dodged to the side, advancing instead of retreating.

He didn't believe that Lu Yuan's physical condition could support such speed.

Both possess extraordinary knowledge, so their physical abilities can't be too different. Even if Lu Yuan's physical abilities are one or two times that of his own, so what?

With so many enhancements attached to him, he could still get his hands on ordinary, bizarre, or mutated superhumans.

However, the instant fists collided, Eli realized he had been overthinking things.

With a bang, Eli was blasted away like a cannonball.

Lu Yuan wasn't feeling too good either, because he had overestimated his physical abilities. Even after several training sessions, his physical strength was still insufficient.

With the time-increase boost, his speed is probably dozens of times that of an ordinary person.

If he wanted to, he could easily break the sound barrier by turning it up to the maximum speed, and even go faster if he wanted to. But Lu Yuan's body simply couldn't withstand that kind of strain.

Eli actually managed to withstand that punch; his amplified power was truly impressive.

Lu Yuan also realized a problem: if he used words to amplify himself, he would indeed not be immune to them.

Therefore, if one uses this method, as long as one's knowledge is extraordinary and constantly amplifies oneself, and then engages in close combat with oneself, one might not actually be a match for oneself.

Before Eli could get up, a hand suddenly pressed down on his face.

Eli, who had just been thrown out, crashed to the ground, dragged for dozens of meters, and slammed into a guardrail not far away.

Even if this doesn't break the shield, it will probably leave Eli half-dead.

Lu Yuan stopped what he was doing and thought to himself.

Lu Yuan wasn't prepared to win, nor was he prepared to lose inexplicably. He simply wanted to test his strength against Eli and have a few exchanges.

Eli was stronger than he had imagined; he was even able to stand up after that blow.

Although the shield had already been hit quite hard, theoretically, Lu Yuan could break it with a few more slaps.

But Lu Yuan didn't. He stopped where he was, turned off the time synchronization, and his chest rose and fell slightly, giving off a "I'm very weak" look.

"That makes perfect sense," Lu Yuan thought to himself.

Eli stood up somewhat awkwardly, looking at Lu Yuan, who was slightly out of breath, in the distance.

He sensed his current physical condition and silently assessed the situation: with his current strength, if he continued to exhaust himself like this, he would definitely not be a match for Lu Yuan, and there was no chance of winning at all.

Therefore, I had no choice but to resort to my few trump cards.