Chapter 527: Fierce Clash

Bai Hang sheathed the Ice Bow and sped through the thicket.

From behind came Jiantong Shen'er's voice, wavering near and far like a fly that could never be shooed away:

"Bai classmate—don't run—let's have a proper chat—you're a Master too, right? Then we're the same kind—same kind should help each other, right—"

Bai Hang didn't look back, only quickened her pace.

(Who says you're the same kind!)

She burst out of the thicket, vaulted over a low wall, and entered a secluded alley.

The alley opened onto a street, and opposite the street was a small park—few people there, suitable for settling the fight.

She glanced back.

Jiantong Shen'er was flipping over the low wall, moving oddly like a crawling animal.

He saw Bai Hang, his smile brightening, arms outstretched, and shouted in a lyrical tone:

"Bai classmate—! Wait for me—! Let me take a good look at you—! You look really beautiful now—! Much prettier than those fake guys—!"

Bai Hang's whole body broke out in gooseflesh.

(No, this guy is too disgusting; must deal with him quickly.)

She turned and surged into the alley, sprinting toward the park.

Behind her, Jiantong Shen'er's laughter grew nearer, growing more frantic.

Jing Yuan stood at the edge of a shattered window frame, his white hair fluttering slightly in the wind.

The massive dark‑purple Mecha before him had burst out of the corridor, hovering in mid‑air, with scorching violet‑black Flame spewing from the armor seams.

Jing Yuan squinted.

"Beyond Xianzhou, the world truly holds endless wonders."

He murmured to himself, gripping the Golden Long Spear tightly.

Berserker vanished from the spot in an instant, without any warning!

Jing Yuan's pupils narrowed, his body instinctively flashed to the side— the massive steel fist brushed his shoulder and slammed into the building's outer wall!

"Boom—!!!"

The entire wall was pierced, bricks and stone shards splattering everywhere like cannonballs!

The screech of reinforced concrete cracking exploded in the air, and smoke and dust swirled into a gray wall of fog!

Jing Yuan used the momentum of that flash to leap out the window, kicking off the outer wall, his whole body flipping in mid‑air like a swift swallow.

He caught a glimpse of the Thruster behind the Mecha spitting two dazzling tail flames— that thing was catching up!

The metallic whoosh of cutting air rushed from behind!

Jing Yuan didn't look back, sweeping the Golden Long Spear behind him!

"Clang—!!!"

The spear shaft struck the steel arm, erupting a harsh metallic clash!

The shockwave spread through the air, shattering nearby building windows simultaneously!

Jing Yuan used the recoil to dash forward, lightly touching the edge of a residential building's rooftop with his foot, then turning toward another direction.

The Mecha pursued relentlessly, the Thruster's roar growing nearer, like the roar of a steel behemoth, making eardrums ache.

(This thing… isn't slow at all.)

Jing Yuan continuously twisted in the air, leaping from one rooftop to another, the steel monster behind him never letting go.

He could feel the energy brewing in the Mecha's chest cavity, the scorching gust reaching him even from dozens of meters away.

Another fist came crashing down!

This punch carried blazing Flame, warping the air wherever its wind passed!

This time Jing Yuan didn't dodge, but spun sharply, thrusting the Golden Long Spear straight!

The spear tip collided head‑on with the iron fist!

"Clang—!!!"

The golden light and violet Flame exploded at the point of impact!

The shockwave radiated outward, bending the canopy of trees below, while car alarms on the roadside screamed in unison!

Jing Yuan's arm tingled slightly.

(What a massive force.)

He twisted his wrist, letting the spear glide over the opponent's fist, the tip stabbing into the Mecha arm's joint gap!

Berserker's left hand shot up, palm blocking the joint!

"Ding!"

The spear tip pierced the palm armor, leaving a shallow dent.

Violet Flame spewed from the wound, the scorching sensation making Jing Yuan's eyebrows twitch.

The Mecha didn't retreat; another fist was already smashing down!

Jing Yuan withdrew the spear, sidestepped, the fist grazing his chest— the punch wind rattling his robes, his chest skin clearly feeling the scorching heat!

(This thing… is a bit hard to deal with.)

He didn't linger in battle, using the ground's force to leap, his whole body flying toward the distance like an arrow.

Berserker pursued relentlessly from behind, the Thruster's tail flames drawing two violet trails across the sky, like some bizarre contrail clouds.

The two silhouettes chased each other across the rooftops.

On the street below, pedestrians had stopped, looking up at the surreal chase.

"What the hell is that?!"

"Mecha?! Someone's operating a Mecha?!"

"The other one looks like a person? A person flying in the sky?!"

"Are we filming a movie? Where's the camera?"

"No, that building actually collapsed—it's not a special effect!!"

Screams, shouts, and car brake sounds intertwined into a chaotic symphony.

—

The black stretch limousine had just come to a stop.

Yuanban Shichen pushed open the car door, and as his foot touched the ground, he felt a suffocating pressure descending from the sky.

He jerked his head upward—

Then his face turned green.

In the sky, two silhouettes were locked in a fierce clash.

One golden, one violet‑black; each collision erupted a terrifying shockwave that made the very air tremble.

"What is this..."

Yuanban Shichen's voice wavered, "Servant? In the daylight over Dongmu City? In front of so many people?!"

Lin looked up and couldn't help but exclaim, "What is that, banana?!"

Saber was already standing outside the car, her emerald eyes fixed on the sky.

She pressed her hand on the hilt, her body tensed, ready to strike at any moment—though she knew that, given the intensity of the two silhouettes' battle, her rash intervention might not gain much advantage.

Lixiang stuck her head out of the other car door, looked up, and opened her mouth in an O shape: "Those two... are they fighting? In the sky? That building looks like it collapsed?"

With each sentence she spoke, Yuanban Shichen's complexion grew a shade whiter.

When the final line, "That golden one looks powerful," fell, Yuanban Shichen's face was as white as it could be.

"Daytime."

His voice was hoarse, like sandpaper rubbing, "Broad daylight. So many people..."

He looked around—the street already had people stopping, some pulling out phones to film, others pointing at the sky and screaming, and in the distance sirens were drawing near.

"Holy Grail War's Rule..."

Yuanban Shichen's voice trembled, "Concealment... mystery must not be exposed... this, this..."

Lin glanced cautiously at her father and whispered, "Father, are you okay, banana?"

Yuanban Shichen gave no reply.

He simply inhaled deeply, forcing himself to calm down.

"Get in the car first."

He said in a low voice, "Leave here; we can't stay in a place like this."

Lin nodded, about to slip into the car, when a huge roar suddenly echoed from afar—

It came from the direction of Forest Park.

Immediately after, a cyan‑golden beam shot up into the sky!