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Lin Feng and the rest were staring at Sabot. Everyone was curious as to why Wang Zheng was so strong, unless it was Earth's technology?

However, the normal strength of a reinforced cyborg would not have caught their attention.

Sabot shrugged. "Couldn't find anything."

Qian Yunzhuo almost fell from the sofa, "Sabot, are you looking for a beating? How could you not find anything!?"

Sabot smiled bitterly. "His cells and body's condition are normal; they would not differ much from that of a normal person. This is clearly abnormal. Most likely, there are deeper secrets hidden within his body."

"Aren't you just spouting nonsense? There is no one without any secrets. Wang Zheng came from Earth, and he would possess Earth's ancient arts. Moreover, he is close to Earth's progressive faction, which means he could have been nurtured by them. Who knows what's going on. However, the only thing I am sure of is that he would definitely not expose his secrets to us." Qian Yunzhuo found this guy ridiculous.

Sabot shrugged his shoulders helplessly. In actual fact, he wanted to capture Wang Zheng and dissect him. However, he could only imagine it. Lin Feng and the rest had obtained their strength from the results obtained by Aslan Empire's technology. From their bodies to their spirits, the Empire had given their greatest efforts to develop them. The strength may seem to be the result of effort and talent, but it was due to the efforts of the Empire that the five of them could take the fastest path to obtain their strength.

However, how had Wang Zheng managed to do it? As a natural human, with his mere strength, how could he have grown to this stage? Unless it was the strength of willpower mentioned in the legends?

No matter what, Wang Zheng was merely a decent example, as he would not be able to win against the Sword Shield Rose battle team - this was something Sabot was confident about. Lin Feng was the crystallization of Aslan's understanding about the universe. This involved not only an individual's talent, but the intelligence of countless individuals, and only Lin Feng had the opportunity and luck to be able to enjoy it.

Princess Aina represented the empire's future, whereas Lin Feng was the empire's strength, as well as sword and shield!

The video images of the five of them were constantly changing, according to the data collected and simulations, to eventually identify each person's weakness.

For example, Lie Xin. She would have a telltale sign whenever she switched from an attack using her hands to her legs - her centre of gravity would shift greatly. Even though these habits might be minor, if their opponents get a grasp on them, it would be critical in a fight, especially fights of this level.

Everyone had a weakness, even Wang Zheng. For example, Wang Zheng would use Leaning Landslide out of habit, which might be due to his thorough practice in this skill. Moreover, when he intended to use Leaning Landslide, his shoulder would lower slightly, and even if the action after deferred, the next skill used would definitely be Leaning Landslide.

All of this information was obtained through analyses of large amounts of data, and the accuracy for most information was as high ninety percent, and some information was even one hundred percent accurate.

This was the encompassing strength of Aslan, leaving no chance for their opponents.

This was the definition of a battle of wits and courage

Although there was some time until the finals, the Aslan crowd was raring to go. They were confident, and would naturally be eager to go on stage.

In comparison to Aslan, the conditions at Saruman Snake were much poorer. In fact, they were considered decent. At least Ai Xiaolu had managed to obtain some intelligence about their opponents. However, what could be done by Aslan's analysis system was not something that could be accomplished by a team or a conglomerate.

Saruman Snake did not care much about intelligence, as their battle style was not determined by the analysis of data - they were much more flexible than that. Humans were humans, both in their ability to adapt and unpredictability. At this stage, Achilles and the rest underwent transformations. Against the Aslan Empire, how far could they go?

In the distant Oracle Star, in the end, not everyone chose the dangerous path. The few people that stood next to Jay York heaved sighs of relief as Meng Tian did not fly into a rage, and they were slightly ashamed as well.

"Jay York, are we returning back to the Holy City?" Everyone was looking at him, as following the instructions of an Earth-rank fighter would never go wrong.

Jay York smiled. "Of course. We have to fill our bellies first before finding a suitable task. The more dangerous the place, the more we have to keep our heads clear and wait for reinforcements"

Everyone nodded their heads and completely agreed with what he had just said. Against such a huge organization with such power, they should just stay and wait for help. The Milky Way Alliance would not abandon them. As for what the mysterious organization was aiming for, it was not something they should be concerned about.

However, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in Jay York's eyes. His hand was on the titanium blade at his waist, with a cold smirk on his face.

Danger is everywhere!

Meng Tian and the rest advanced cautiously. Including Xie Yuxin, there were eight people in total. At this time, everyone maintained their cool, and only by doing so could they avoid attacks by the Thorn Forest. It was a form of practice for spiritual control.

This was their third day in the Thorn Forest, and they gradually grew accustomed to the laws of survival in the forest.

Spiritual fluctuations was how the thistles located their prey. Keeping that in mind, the Thorn Forest was not as scary as what they thought it to be.

Walking at the front, Xie Yuxin suddenly stopped and gave a hand signal for the rest to stay alert.

In front of them, a wave of mist drifted over to them.

Flickering white light shone through the white mist.

Everyone grew nervous. This was the first time they had encountered this situation.

"Brother Xie?"

Yuan Jing softly called for Xie Yuxin. After trekking through the Thorn Forest for three days, Xie Yuxin had won the trust of most people. At least while they are still within Thorns Forest, Yuan Jing felt that everyone is in the same boat, and distrust between each other would lower their chances of survival. Moreover, Xie Yuxin had the skills, especially when it came to spiritual control, and at least Yuan Jing could identify his full strength.

"Mist Killer. This is the result of a failed experiment. Everyone, be careful," Xie Yuxin calmly replied so that the rest would remain calm.

Over these three day, such dangers were not rare, and Xie Yuxin had managed to help everyone survive every single time.

Suddenly, a figure burst out of the white mist.

Roar…

Roaring crazily, in its hand was an alloy blade that had lost its luster, and the edge was full of dents. Looking at this person, if it couldn't really be called human - it seemed more like a zombie. The organization behind this was really dabbling in everything, and even failed experiments like this were fully made use of.

Taking the brunt of the charge was Xie Yuxin, who was at the front. The others felt that the experienced Xie Yuxin was just in the correct position to fend off the first attack.

Xie Yuxin casually took two steps back and drew the bayonet at his waist, the bayonet's movements were different from that of a regular person's. It was weird, but strangely, it hit the forehead of the Mist Killer straight on.