My Talent Panel Can Add Points

City Mimicry Scene

The neon-colored setting sun dyed the city in hues of orange-red, and the slightly cold wind blew across the air.

Ye Mingqiu stood on the abandoned central square, right hand tightly gripping the Blood Spear, with Blood Crystal Patterns spreading up his arm, covering the entire limb. The scarlet light flickered rhythmically, and the Battle Spear of the Blood Spear itself became sharper accordingly.

At this moment, the Blood Spear was not just a weapon but also a piece of extremely strong armor.

”Bang!”

He exerted a little force and cracked the ground with one foot, surveying the surroundings.

Glass walls reaching hundreds of meters reflected the sunset, empty streets stretched to the end of sight, with a few cars parked around, evidently forming a scene by capturing a moment in time.

The ground’s strength was Tier Two, and it wouldn’t be as easily destroyed as a Tier One setting, relatively stable.

”Finally.... someone finally came to challenge.”

The voice came from the sky, clear and arrogant.

Ye Mingqiu looked up, seeing a cyan light tearing the sky, wrapped in several small whirlwinds landing on the other end of the square.

As the light faded away, it revealed a youth’s upright posture underneath, silver-white armor covering his slender body, and non-human gleams flashing in his verdant pupils with a nearly three-meter-long silver spear held beside him, the spear’s tip coursing with light cyan wind patterns.

”I am... Hamites of the Divine Race.”

He declared his name, chest heaving rapidly out of excitement, and his lips curled into a mocking and prideful arc, saying: ”Oh? You’re just a Tier Two Legendary Level Spiritualist, how interesting... really interesting! Hahaha! You should just surrender!”

”Legendary Level Spiritualists are the weakest! Compared to us Dominators, you can’t even compete, let alone I am a top Dominator of the Divine Race, hahaha, you should avoid disgracing yourself further! Hahaha!”

Hamites laughed more joyously. If challenged by a Dominator-level powerhouse, he could possibly face a setback. After all, top Dominators can reach over-specification levels, and defeating a Divine Race’s innate [God] trait Dominator isn’t impossible, though the odds are low.

But a Legendary Level Spiritualist is different, generally, the limit for Legendary Level Spiritualists is top Dominators, and the number of top powerhouses compared to over-specification Dominators is far fewer; basically, it’s improbable for over-specification level powerhouses to appear.

If one does appear, it’s just pure bad luck.

However...

”How did you figure it out?”

Ye Mingqiu slightly raised his eyebrows and asked.

From his arrival till now, he hadn’t said anything that would easily expose his identity, at most cracking the ground, performing some routine intelligence gathering, but these didn’t appear as decisive factors.

”Which Dominator can be called Divine Monarch? Are you saying you’re really Divinity?”

”....”

Ye Mingqiu fell into silence, as from a certain perspective, it seemed like that could be the case.

Generally, Dominator-level powerhouses or Transcenders mainly use personal names as their identifiers, almost human names; if not a human name, it’s a symbolic representation of themselves.

For instance, the Blood Erosion Tyrant before or Yuan Chu of the Primordial Apostle, and Divine Monarch... this identifier seemed that it should belong to Divinity.

Would Divinity challenge Dominators?

Certainly not, thus Hamites judged this was the Spiritualist’s own chosen identifier.

”....”

Ye Mingqiu’s figure slightly shifted, lifting the Blood Spear into a combat stance, the spear dark red, resembling coagulated blood, glimmering mysteriously in the sunset.

Simultaneously observing the opponent’s panel.

[Hamites (Level 1 Dominator)]

[Life: 4w]

[Basic Four-Dimensional Attributes: Power: 788, Agility: 912, Constitution: 651, Spirit: 703]

”A spear?”

Hamites sneered, saying: ”A primitive weapon, only brutes would use such things, but fine, let me show you... what true battle art is.”

Before he finished speaking, his figure suddenly blurred, a storm erupted violently in an instant.

’So fast!’

Ye Mingqiu’s pupils slightly contracted, immediately positioning the Blood Spear defensively in front.

”Clang!”

The metallic collision sounded deafening, a shock wave formed by the storm spread from the two as the center, cracking the square floor into cobweb-like fissures, Hamites’ silver spear, precisely struck the middle of the Blood Spear.

”Nice reaction.”

Surprise flashed in Hamites’ eyes, quickly replaced by Battle Intent. This strike was but a greeting for him, not his full strength.

Subsequently, spear shadows poured down like torrential rain.

’Such agile spear techniques.’

Ye Mingqiu internally remarked, with his figure elusive and rapidly evading, the Blood Spear twirled into a dark red barrier. Within the Innate Perception’s vision, Hamites’ every move was crystal clear, he could easily fend off with sufficient speed.

Moreover, he wasn’t anxious to win but chose to observe the opponent’s spear technique during combat, trying to learn and analyze the opponent’s combat techniques.

”Ding! Bang! Boom!... ”

Relentless sounds of metal clashing merged into a sharp symphony as the two swiftly engaged in combat on the square, smashing the ground and scattering rubble wherever they went.

’How can he keep up with my speed! How can he react to my attacks!’

Hamites grew more astonished the longer they battled.

Logically speaking, with conventional Spiritualist attributes, it should be impossible to fight him to this extent; regardless of speed or power, the opponent’s attributes surpassed typical Spiritualist limits by a large margin.

More crucially, his spear techniques, honed over millennia, every move encompassing the essence of Divine Race combat artistry, yet this human before him consistently diffuses them in the simplest, most refined manner... could he be predicting my attack path in advance?