Chapter 1220: Mirror of Pride
Gao Yang started. Wang Zikai was too quick. How was that different from teleportations?
Well, it was different. It would take at least 0.6 seconds for Gao Yang to teleport a second time, while Wang Zikai wasn’t restricted in the same way.
Gao Yang couldn’t do anything as he watched Wang Zikai approach. With a speed rivaling that of making a shot with level 7 God of Firearms, Wang Zikai grabbed Gao Yang’s hand, covering his sight. At the same time, a smooth, resilient golden wall emerged behind him.
One hand still in his pocket, Wang Zikai slammed Gao Yang’s head into the wall.
Bam! Gao Yang shattered in an instant—not his head broken and his brain scattered, but the whole being shattering into energy particles. They bloomed into beautiful patterns on the golden wall like drizzling rain rippling on a lake's surface.
The golden wall vanished into a center point the way an old television looked when unplugged. Wang Zikai stood hovering in the air and slowly looked to the side.
A tall, slim figure perched on top of a red broken pillar a hundred meters away; it was the real Gao Yang. He had almost been killed unceremoniously. Fortunately, he had created a double beforehand and swapped with it the moment Wang Zikai grabbed him, escaping death by a hair.
Wang Zikai looked at him, visibly disappointed.
By simply raising his left hand, the space above his head seemed to solidify, freezing the swarm of poisonous wind, light arrows, wind blades, and purple crystal spears raining upon him. He made a swinging motion with his bent index finger and middle finger.