The Last Sentinel

The Hydra fleet unleashed black, distorting beams of force, and the surrounding folded, ultra-dense meteorites were rapidly joined together, instantly forming a square, ten-football-field-sized star arena.

The sturdiness of this training platform is beyond imagination.

One can imagine that these meteorites, which were once densely packed across the entire sky, are now piled up into one. Their strength and sturdiness are such that even a bombardment by the Hydra fleet might not be able to shatter them.

"You stay on the ship."

Before leaving, Ye Feng gave Hua Xiaobai a wink.

The meaning in his eyes was clear: if I can't win either of these two games, you can all run away; every one of you who can escape is a good chance.

Hua Xiaobai nodded, already having several escape plans in mind.

The next moment, the Hydra fleet simultaneously unleashed nine enormous guiding beams, which vanished in an instant, quickly transforming into streaks of black, twisted monsters.

Unlike the trashy space pirates Ye Feng had seen dressed in warlord robes, the Hydra elites were all dressed in futuristic, tight-fitting armor. The armor resembled the designs from Dragon Ball, and at a glance, the figures varied in size, numbering close to a thousand, creating an overwhelming sense of oppression.

Ye Feng and Billy leaped and landed on the other side.

With over a thousand people fighting against just two, Ye Feng's side was at a huge disadvantage in terms of both momentum and numbers.

Billy looked at the scene before him, somewhat frightened. "Mad Dog, why don't you go first?"

Ye Feng did not refuse and walked over.

At that moment, a seductive female voice rang out from the opposing formation, "I've come to meet this rare carbon-based life form powerhouse!"

But even faster, a withered, brittle old hand landed on her shoulder. "His spiritual power is extremely strong; you can't handle him! I'll handle this myself!"

On the Starry Sky Martial Arts Stage, a tall, thin, and strange old man strolled forward. He had a body shape similar to that of a carbon-based life form, but on his back was a wing, a wing with bony bones. This wing seemed out of place with his body shape, as if it were a prosthetic body that had been pieced together later.

Ye Feng looked at the other person and asked, "How should I address you, sir?"

The old man said, "Cromwell, an arcanist, also cultivates spiritual power, and is of the same origin as you."

Ye Feng nodded. "An arcanist? This is the first time I've encountered one. Please enlighten me, sir!"

The old man said, "Come on!"

The old man's withered right hand suddenly opened, his five fingers violently clenched together, and visible white ripples suddenly rippled outwards.

Ye Feng tried to capture the opponent's mental ripples, but strangely found that the opponent's mental field was sometimes far away and sometimes near, and its strength was hard to grasp!

Just then, the old man spoke calmly, "Distraction during battle is a grave mistake!"

The next moment, Ye Feng suddenly discovered that eight identical clones had appeared around him, all of them were the old man's arcane clones!

Moreover, all eight clones are real, unlike Ye Feng's divine clone technique, which is a shadow clone technique.

The eight old men simultaneously unleashed arcane magic, their arcane rays transforming into eight sharp longswords that pierced straight at Ye Feng's face!

On the spaceship, Hua Xiaobai witnessed this scene and covered his face with his right hand. "We're doomed! The boss is going to be taken down in one fell swoop!"

"Everyone, get ready to run!"

Brother Eighty grabbed Hua Xiaobai by the collar, "Run, you son of a bitch! Stand still!"

In the center of the martial arts arena, after the domineering arcane rays struck Ye Feng simultaneously, the terrifying white aura ripples gradually faded. Ye Feng's figure remained standing, but seven of the eight old man phantoms disappeared, leaving only the original old man.

This scene left everyone, both inside and outside the venue, stunned. What happened? What just occurred?

The old man's eyes gleamed as he asked, "What... what was that move you just used?"

Ye Feng paced back and forth, speaking eloquently, "What is arcane magic? In the end, it's just a kind of attributeless magic that some magical wastes who can't even awaken elemental spells cultivate to comfort themselves. This kind of magic is very weak in the early stages, average in the middle stages, and only shines in the later stages."

"According to the [Origin of Magic], the power of arcane magic lies not in attack, but in awakening and displacement."

"Judging from your spells, which are more offensive than offensive and lack any awakening or resetting abilities, I know your cultivation has gone astray!"

"Enough with the noise!" The old man's anger flared instantly, his previous composure vanished, replaced by hysteria. "I haven't made a mistake in my cultivation! I am Hydra's most powerful arcane mage, no one understands the essence of arcane magic better than me! Who do you think you are, spouting nonsense in front of me!"

A master of this caliber won't take your insults seriously, but if you offer guidance in an area he's working on, he'll instantly become defensive and anxious.

It's like a young chess master. If you tell him he's bad at chess, he'll just chuckle. But if you say he's bad at video games, he'll break down and smash the chessboard over your head!

Ye Feng naturally wouldn't tell him that he had an Immortal Mage standing behind him. What does an Immortal Mage mean? It's a big shot who treats forbidden spells as basic magic. If you reveal even a trace of magical aura, he can know when you will reach a bottleneck in your cultivation in the future.

You get defensive after I say a few words to you, and you even start to act arrogant.

Ye Feng didn't say much, but suddenly raised his hand, "People can't teach you, but you can learn something in a minute! Come on, let me show you the true power of mental-based killing!"

Ye Feng placed his left hand in front of his chest, and gently wiped the front of his left hand with the index and middle fingers of his right hand. Where the two fingers slid, streaks of dark golden flames flashed and shimmered. When the golden flames dissipated, a dark golden eight-sided longsword was revealed!

The elderly arcanist's eyes narrowed. "Spiritual power materialized!"

Ye Feng laughed. "If it were just a manifestation of mental energy, I wouldn't be standing in front of you. Look closely, this is called a force field transformation!"

Ye Feng raised his left hand to the sky, his five fingers slowly rotating counterclockwise, while his right hand held the golden divine Han sword. His demeanor was elegant, like a mage demonstrating his magic.

A series of golden ripples suddenly burst forth from Ye Feng's body, instantly enveloping the entire training ground. The enormous golden spiritual power surged wildly, its scale being worlds apart from the eight arcane rays just now!

But this is just the beginning.

As Ye Feng's left hand rotated, the entire golden mental energy field was also violently impacted and reversed, and everyone present felt an unprecedented feeling of dizziness and weakness!

The arcane elder stared at Ye Feng and sneered, "Is that all? Junior! Your mental strength is nothing more than that of a low-ranking officer in Hydra. You dare to instruct me!"

Ye Feng's lips curled into a playful smile. "I told you, you've chosen the wrong path! The price of that is that even though you're at a higher level than me, you're no match for me!"

At this point, Ye Feng clenched his fist, and the golden mental field that was originally twisting and rotating suddenly transformed into a black mental field. Black lightning bolts fell from the sky, frantically attacking the surface of the meteorite!

The arcane elder stared at the scene. "This...this isn't the same force field as before. This is a new force field. This...this is impossible! How could your mental power suddenly switch attributes? Switching attributes like this has a huge impact on the body; it will cause the physical body to shatter..."

Ye Feng didn't speak. Ye Feng's physical body was already bound to his original will. As long as the Perfect Continent didn't collapse, he would be immortal. As for the side effects, let them come. He would play with the side effects however they wanted!

Ye Feng suddenly raised his dark gold Han sword, and visible black lightning bolts shot out from the sword!

"Let me introduce this: it's a variant of my Divine Force Field, the Divine Magnetic Field!"

"The magnetic field will alter the mental attributes of everyone within the area, transforming my mental strength into physical power and my intelligence into stamina!"

"I call this mutation Magnetic Field Martial Arts!"