Han Lang, seeing that his golden needles could no longer pierce the phantom's body, cursed under his breath and abandoned the fallen needles.
This was not a possibility he hadn't considered.
The Golden Luo Phantom was a martial skill unleashed by Dr. Sim. After the blood sacrifice, Dr. Sim's own power had significantly increased, and naturally, the Golden Luo Phantom would follow suit.
Therefore, although Han Lang was somewhat surprised that the golden needles couldn't penetrate, this situation was within his expectations.
He quickly took out nine more golden needles and kept them suspended around him, ready to defend against Dr. Sim's next attack.
It was precisely this probing that caused his figure to pause momentarily in mid-air.
The phantom's outstretched palm followed closely behind.
Han Lang quickly fled again.
But this time, no matter how fast he was, he couldn't completely escape the range of the giant hand.
Just as he dodged the palm, he was directly struck in the lower back by the phantom's fingers.
Han Lang's heart pounded.
He quickly controlled the brick borrowed from Zhao Wu to protect himself.
The phantom's fingers struck the brick with immense power, pushing Han Lang and the brick away together.
Though it appeared slow, all of this happened in the blink of an eye.
Being pushed like this, Han Lang felt his blood surge. He seized the opportunity to regulate his internal energy, then continued to fly high with the brick, even reaching the phantom's head.
He condensed his sword fingers, and the nine golden needles transformed into giant golden pillars once more.
The brick also transformed to be about the same size as the phantom's head.
Two flying swords, one on each side, pointed towards the phantom, poised to strike.
With a flick of Han Lang's finger in the air, the golden pillars, slanted, directly supported each other, binding the phantom's feet.
Simultaneously, the brick surged forward, striking the phantom's face fiercely.
The two flying swords also whistled instantly, thrusting towards the phantom's chest.
With a "bang!"
The brick slammed hard into the phantom's face, causing its expression to contort completely.
The immense force made the phantom stagger.
But its legs were now completely bound by the golden pillars.
Losing its footing, it fell straight down.
The two flying swords followed suit, and with two "swish" sounds, they plunged deeply into the phantom's chest.
Instantly, Dr. Sim's Golden Luo Phantom withered away like a deflated balloon.
Dr. Sim himself woke up abruptly.
"Excellent! I've survived this blood sacrifice!"
Dan Nan was extremely excited.
Although he didn't know how Han Lang had done it,
it seemed that Dr. Sim was also using the blood sacrifice for the first time.
His control over his power after using it didn't seem very adept.
Otherwise, these rounds of attacks wouldn't have been so disorganized.
The awakened Dr. Sim glared at Han Lang. His spirit indeed seemed much weaker than before, but the rage in his chest had not diminished at all.
Unfortunately, rage couldn't kill, nor could it become his key to victory.
Moreover, taking advantage of his just-lifted blood sacrifice, when he had no great ability to resist, Han Lang had no intention of letting him off.
Instantly, the nine golden pillars pressed down on Dr. Sim like a mountain, while the brick and flying swords sealed off his escape routes from three directions.
Dr. Sim had no recourse at this moment. He couldn't care about his current weakness and could only brace himself and fight back.
He first dodged the crushing weight of the golden pillars, then flipped over, his feet pushing off the brick, and finally spun his body to evade the flying swords from left and right.
Even so, Dr. Sim perfectly avoided most of the attacks, but one of the two flying swords still grazed past his shoulder with a "swish."
Instantly, dark green blood gushed out.
Dr. Sim quickly channeled energy to stop the bleeding, while panting, he looked at Han Lang, who was preparing for a second attack.
"Damn it! This weakness period after the blood sacrifice is too long! Last time, not only did I fail to pose any threat to Han Lang, but I also put myself in such a dangerous situation. What am I going to do now!"
Dr. Sim was filled with regret.
Using the blood sacrifice for the first time was indeed his first time.
Therefore, his timing in controlling his power boosted by the blood sacrifice and the offensive maneuvers he launched were truly pathetic.
Otherwise, it wouldn't be just him who desperately needed rest and recovery at this moment.
It would also be impossible for Han Lang to have such a great opportunity to counterattack.
But the problem was, this situation had already occurred, and he had no other way to resolve his predicament other than forcing himself to resist with all his might.
"Damn it! I can only try to stall!"
Dr. Sim thought to himself, but how could Han Lang not know what he was thinking?
So, with almost no pause, the nine golden needles instantly returned to their original form, cooperating with the pressure from the two flying swords, and headed straight for Dr. Sim.
Dr. Sim's current state was indeed too poor. He could only watch helplessly as the flying swords and golden needles enlarged in his pupils, not knowing how to dodge.
If it weren't for his current XS-class esper strength, his body's subconscious would have commanded him to dodge desperately. With this attack, Han Lang's golden needles would have pierced him through the heart.
"Oh no! That was close!"
Ma Long was extremely annoyed.
Dan Nan quickly explained.
"Not at all! Espers of this strength, like cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage, have bodies that have already formed a sense of danger. That's why he was able to barely dodge Han Lang's attack. However, Han Lang should have a backup plan, otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to attack so easily."
As Dr. Sim was speaking, Han Lang had already followed the golden needles and blocked Dr. Sim's escape route.
Taking advantage of his unstable footing, he immediately raised his fist and smashed down fiercely.
Dr. Sim was greatly alarmed.
He hurriedly crossed his arms and raised them above his head to forcefully withstand Han Lang's earth-shattering blow.
However, this was of no use.
Han Lang still struck him to the ground with one punch, smashing him into the dust and kicking up a cloud of thick dust.
"Beautiful!"
Ma Long was overjoyed, and Dan Nan and Tang Geng were also delighted.
But Dr. Sim did not surrender. He immediately stood up.
He knew that Han Lang would not let him off so easily.
He needed to quickly rally himself and defend against Han Lang's next wave of attacks.
As expected.
Han Lang, having succeeded in his strike, did not hesitate at all.
Even though the dust on the ground had not yet dispersed, he still controlled the brick to cover the entire dust cloud and smash down.
"This time, Dr. Sim should be dead! Heh heh..."
Ma Long was exceedingly smug.
Dan Nan and Tang Geng also eagerly awaited the end of the battle.
Han Lang also stared intently at the ground, waiting for the final outcome.
However,
things did not go as planned.
From within the dust, a tall Golden Luo Phantom suddenly stood up again. With a slight raise of its hand, it completely blocked Han Lang's attack.
At the same time, Dr. Sim's lips were stained with blood, his eyes were red, and he stared at Han Lang with fury.
"Next, it's my turn, isn't it?"