After the sparks disappeared, Ling Lan's mecha disappeared from its original spot and appeared a kilometer away. At that moment, her mecha was somewhat mutilated. The outer sh.e.l.l on one side of her mecha was completely stripped off, revealing the countless circuits and parts inside the mecha.

Despite looking terrible, Ling Lan still managed to get out alive and didn't die by the sword of Lord Jindao.

“Boss,” Luo Lang instantly shouted out happily when he saw Ling Lan was fine.

“What just happened?” Lord Jindao looked at Ling Lan, who was now a kilometer away from him, with confusion. The sword slash just now, no matter the speed or angle, should definitely have killed Ling Lan. How could Ling Lan dodge it? Was he no longer an imperial operator and had entered into the realm of G.o.d-cla.s.s?

This possibility entered Lord Jindao's mind but he furiously shook his head to get rid of those wild thoughts. Just from how Ling Lan evaded him from before, it showed that he was still in the realm of imperial level and was at most at the highest peak of the imperial level. There were still two or three steps left before he would break through the imperial level and enter the G.o.d-cla.s.s. He definitely couldn't suddenly advance into G.o.d-cla.s.s in such a short amount of time.

If imperial operators could easily skip those three steps and advance, then the Twilight Empire wouldn't only have three G.o.d-cla.s.s operators in the past two centuries.

G.o.d-cla.s.s operators not only needed to acc.u.mulate experience, but it also required them to obtain the 'feel' of advancing. Moreover, they would also need a certain element of luck mixed into their advancement. The 'feel' and the luck of it all were the hardest things to acquire for an imperial operator who wished to advance. Many imperial operators might not even advance in their entire lifetime due to their lack of these two factors.

If his opponent wasn't a G.o.d-cla.s.s operator, then how could he have a method to avoid his sure-kill attack? Lord Jindao was confused, but couldn't find an answer to explain the situation.

“Ling Lan, focus.” Ling Lan's consciousness was somewhat wispy. While she was still in that groggy state, she was woken up by a deep yet crisp voice.

“Hmm? Instructor Number Three?” Ling Lan shook her head and got rid of the groggy feeling out of her head and forced herself to fully awake.

“Yes, your body is now temporarily under my control. I originally thought my presence would force your consciousness back to the learning s.p.a.ce to rest in order to deal with the feedback of your body becoming possessed. However, Number Two said your spiritual energy has grown vast enough to fight against the feedback so you won't need to go back to the learning s.p.a.ce. Now, I hope you can stay focused and carefully watch how I pilot a mecha,” said Instructor Number Three with a serious tone in his voice.

“Okay,” Ling Lan said solemnly.

In reality, her choice to fight was made mostly because she felt that if she was unable to hold out against her opponents, her instructors would come out and aid her. However, she wasn't 100% sure of her intuition so she could only bet on it.

Now that an instructor came out just like she had hoped and had also brought out a surprise alongside him, she was quite elated. Ling Lan didn't know that she didn't need to go unconscious during the possession. She could experience Instructor Number Three's fabled mecha piloting first hand. It should be known that back then in the Central Scout Academy, Instructor Number Five was the one possessing her when she was completely unconscious.

She didn't expect that increasing her spiritual power had such great benefits. Ling Lan somewhat rejoiced that back then she wasn't scared to death by the spiritual training method that was torturous and was an unspeakable horror. After many years of self torture, it brought about countless benefits for her in the end.

Ling knew very well that Instructor Number Three's mecha piloting was very strong. However, she was still curious as to who would be stronger between Instructor Number Three and a full-blown G.o.d-cla.s.s operator. Whatever the outcome was, it was a great opportunity for her to be able to personally experience two G.o.dly warriors battle out with mechas.

Ling Lan had long realized she had reached a bottleneck. This bottleneck wasn't the bottleneck between imperial level and G.o.d level, but rather the natural limit of her female body. Despite her using many different methods to train and expand her strength, forcibly increasing this limit by many levels, she still couldn't overcome the said bottleneck.

Ling Lan knew very well that if she didn't resolve this issue, she would never have a chance of reaching G.o.d-cla.s.s. This wasn't a matter of not having enough luck nor having enough experience, but rather because of the limits of her own body. For example, if a female body was like a bottle could hold a certain amount of liquid, and to advance G.o.d-cla.s.s, it needed more water than what the bottle could contain. Since there was such a limit, how would she advance to G.o.d-cla.s.s?

Maybe after personally experiencing how G.o.d-cla.s.s operators operated, she thought she could maybe find a way to resolve the issue of her body's limits. Why does she think so… Well, it was because her Profound Insight had told her. Ling Lan trusted her innate talent of Profound Insight with unwavering trust.

Right as Ling Lan and Instructor Number Three finished their conversation, Lord Jindao held up his sword and attacked once again.

After many failed attempts, Lord Jindao's killing intent began to leak out of his body. If he didn't kill Ling Lan today, Ling Lan might perhaps grow into a thorn in his heart which would inhibit him from improving any further, unless he personally got rid of this thorn through a fated meeting. Otherwise, he would never be able to enter that dream-like world of G.o.ds that all G.o.d-cla.s.s operators dreamt to reach.

Lord Jindao felt his emotions were starting to get the better of him, and he knew something was wrong. This was why Lord Jindao made the decision to follow and kill Ling Lan no matter what.

After seeing Ling Lan was fine, Li Lanfeng s.h.i.+fted all of focus to Lord Jindao, aimed at him and pulled on the trigger without any hesitation.

Bang! This time, the beam accurately hit the wrist area of the mecha. His previous erratic shot was completely useless and it didn't help Ling Lan one bit. He almost caused Ling Lan's death. Li Lanfeng hated himself for being so useless. He never wanted to ever be so helpless in a situation ever again.

However, despite his unwavering conviction, Lord Jindao was just too fast. Although Luo Lang and Xie Yi's reactions were fast as well, they were still slower by a beat and missed all of their beam gun shots.

“d.a.m.n it.” Luo Lang saw that his shots were ineffective, so he tossed aside the beam gun in his hand and took out the large sword from his back. He then rushed towards Lord Jindao, who was already facing off with Ling Lan.

Luo Lang's thoughts were simple. If he couldn't stop him using guns, then he would use his own mecha to stop him. All in all, if someone wanted to kill Boss, they must get past his dead body first.

“You guys interfere from long range.”

Right at that moment, Ling Lan's calm voice echoed through Luo Lang's mecha's commlink channel.

Luo Lang immediately stopped his mecha and grit his teeth as he put back his large sword on his back. He then took out a beam gun and aimed it at Lord Jindao once again.

On the other side, after seeing Luo Lang rush forward, Xie Yi also followed behind him. He also immediately stopped after hearing Ling Lan's orders from the commlink channel. Just like Luo Lang, he took out his beam gun and aimed it at Lord Jindao.

However, the two of them discovered that long range interference wasn't an easy thing to do. Especially, when both mechas were moving about, attacking and evading. They couldn't lock on to Lord Jindao's mecha. In order to successfully interfere with Lord Jindao, they must predict his movements.

Prediction, or intuition, or using their own battle experience. If Qi Long was there, it wouldn't be hard for him. His innate talent, Animal Instinct, could tell him exactly and accurately where he should shoot at. Luo Lang and Xie Yi on the other hand didn't have talent in this aspect. Thus, they could only use their battle experience to predict the movements.

This type of prediction was akin to a blind guess. It could be right or could be wrong. There was no doubt that this was going to be a gamble. If they were right, they would be able to interfere with Lord Jindao. If they were wrong, they might even make things worse. Not only would they not interfere with Lord Jindao, but they could even bring about trouble for Boss. That was because they might shoot Boss instead of Lord Jindao.