Vast swathes of venom were flung out, then rapidly condensed, forming a venomous dragon that surged forward, directly at Gemas.
Gemas made no attempt to evade. In such a confined space, evasion was practically impossible.
Then…
With a bang!
The ferocious venom dragon slammed into the mecha-armor, exploding and splattering, the toxic liquid quickly enveloping the mecha-armor.
Hiss, hiss, hiss…
White smoke continuously rose from Gemas’s mecha-armor, and then…
Gemas suddenly charged forward, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Bai Ye, raising his fist and once again lunging at Bai Ye.
Bai Ye quickly crossed his arms, and then…
With a bang!
Gemas’s fist struck Bai Ye, sending him flying backward once more.
Bai Ye propped himself up with one hand on the ground, and the moment he landed, he rolled to his feet and looked ahead, his pupils involuntarily constricting.
Although Gemas’s mecha-armor bore some corrosive marks, they were only superficial. It seemed to have only corroded the armor’s coating.
"Impossible!"
"Why impossible?" Gemas chuckled. "It's just poison, isn't it? I've thoroughly investigated your abilities. This Deathmatch Mecha-Armor was custom-made for you, using extremely corrosion-resistant materials. Your corrosive venom is completely useless!"
As Gemas spoke, he raised his arm, and immediately, two gun barrels shot out from his wrist.
Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew…
The muzzles rapidly spat flames, opening fire on Bai Ye.
Bai Ye darted to the side, bullets continuously hitting the surrounding walls and various machines, making "ding-ding-dang-dang" sounds.
Gemas turned, ignoring the surrounding machinery, and swept his arm, knocking over a metal cabinet as he strode towards Bai Ye.
Seeing Gemas closing in, Bai Ye raised his fist and punched forward.
The surrounding air suddenly grew scorching hot. Bai Ye’s entire arm was ablaze, and as his fist shot forward, a pillar of fire surged ahead, engulfing Gemas.
But…
"Right, you also have the ability to manipulate fire," Gemas’s voice echoed from within the flames. "Unfortunately, my mecha-armor is also heat-resistant!"
As Gemas spoke, he suddenly leaped up, bursting out of the flames and soaring towards Bai Ye, raising his fist to strike again.
Bai Ye quickly rolled to the side, evading, and pressed his palm against the ground, using the momentum to create distance.
On the other side, Gemas’s punch struck the ground, creating a gaping hole.
Creak, creak…
Gemas forcefully pulled his arm, ripping up a section of the metal plate from the ground, then stood up again and looked at Bai Ye, saying, "I also know you command beasts. Do you want to release them and give it a try?"
Bai Ye took a deep breath. "Do you think you've got me cornered?"
Gemas sneered, "I won't hide it from you. Adam and Claude, I'm the one who provided them with the intel to find you. Even Batman, I secretly slipped him a note with your location. Through our battles, I've already figured out everything about you!"
As Gemas spoke, he raised his arm and fired at Bai Ye again.
"Do you have any other tricks to turn the tables? Do you have any more cards to play? No, you don't!" Gemas roared with laughter. "I know for a fact, you don't!"
Bai Ye ignored Gemas, rolling to hide behind a cluster of metal pipes. The bullets then struck the pipes, and sparks flew past Bai Ye's cheek.
Leaning against the wall, Bai Ye started to laugh after the gunfire stopped. "You know absolutely nothing about my trump cards!"
A luminous screen appeared before Bai Ye’s eyes. Under the "Held Items" section, he selected the Gashapon machine.
And then…
A golden radiance spread around Bai Ye, and in the next moment, a massive Gashapon machine materialized out of thin air.
Gemas’s steps faltered slightly.
A Gashapon machine?
Does Bai Ye have this thing?
In the intel he had gathered, there seemed to be no mention of such an item.
But what could a Gashapon machine do?
Could Bai Ye lift it and smash him to death with it?
In that instant, Bai Ye suddenly darted out.
"Golden Gashapon!" Bai Ye quickly reached out and took the capsule, praying in his heart, "At this crucial moment, please don't fail me. Give me something useful!"
As Bai Ye thought this, he quickly opened the capsule.
Shang Qing Po Yun Sword (Sword Skill) (Gold): The most powerful sword technique cultivated by Murong Ziying, the sect leader of the Kunlun Qionghua Sect. It can gather the spiritual essence of heaven and earth into a single sword, possessing infinite power and being indestructible.
A sword skill…
That'll do!
Bai Ye was not picky at the moment. As long as it could defeat Gemas, anything was fine!
On the other side, Gemas had already charged again, heading towards Bai Ye, his feet pounding the ground with "clang, clang" sounds.
Bai Ye didn't have time to stand up. Kneeling on the ground, he quickly formed a sword incantation.
"Condense Frost!"
Bai Ye let out a low cry, and the Condense Frost Sword unsheathed, transforming into a golden streak of light.
"Shang Qing Po Yun Sword!"
Bai Ye formed the sword incantation, condensing his finger into a sword point and pointing forward.
The next moment, under Bai Ye’s urging, the Condense Frost Sword shot forward.
"Useless!" Gemas roared. "I know you have flying swords. That thing can't even break through the defensive armor of a mecha!"
Gemas continued to charge forward, roaring, with no intention of dodging, planning to directly confront the Condense Frost Sword.
Around the Condense Frost Sword, countless pale blue-green halos emerged, converging towards it and encircling its blade.
The spiritual essence of heaven and earth!
Gemas gradually sensed something was wrong. As the essence of all things gathered around the Condense Frost Sword, its aura distinctly grew stronger.
The essence of all things entwined around the Condense Frost Sword spun rapidly, and soon, like a pale blue windstorm, it formed a pale blue vortex surrounding the sword.
The next moment, Gemas and the Condense Frost Sword finally met.
"Get out of here!"
Gemas raised his arm and fiercely punched towards the Condense Frost Sword.
In Gemas’s imagination, his punch was enough to swat the Condense Frost Sword away. With the mechanical power boost from the mecha-armor, his strength had reached a numerical value of two hundred. How could a mere flying sword possibly stop him?
However, Gemas’s eyes widened in an instant because…
He couldn't push it away!
Gemas’s fist could not push the Condense Frost Sword away, nor could it stop its forward momentum.
Crack, crack!
Suddenly, a strange sound came from within the mecha-armor.