Sure enough, the faceless king's tone of voice seemed to be that of a different person again.
"What do you mean? People are sleeping well, and suddenly the baton is passed to them. Do you have any sense of fairness?"
He stretched while speaking, and then complained again.
"Xiao Shou No. 1, why are you stacking your armor so full again? Is it in the way?"
"What? I would die without these armors you made?"
"Without my insulator to save your life, I think you would have died!"
While the other party was mumbling to himself, Lin Yi was seriously thinking about countermeasures.
With ninety-nine layers of alloy steel armor, it is almost indestructible at the physical level. Now it has become an insulator, and its most fatal weakness has also been repaired.
Although the opponent's routine does not mean that there are no blind spots in all directions, it has indeed become a very troublesome existence from an offensive and defensive perspective.
Even Lin Yi must be treated with caution.
Judging from the information revealed by the other party's few words, the abilities of these number one figures in the past who were devoured by the Faceless King can be superimposed on each other in this baton manner.
If any one of them is taken alone, it may not be said to be unsolvable, but if it is continuously superimposed in this way, it will be a completely different concept.
The most critical problem is that Lin Yi does not know how many Number Ones the Faceless King has devoured.
After all, this is not a simple addition. A chemical reaction is very likely to occur between abilities.
Especially once the number of variables reaches a certain level, it will become completely unpredictable what kind of chemical reaction will occur.
As a result, it is obviously not a wise choice to continue to allow the other party to continue the relay without any pressure.
While Lin Yi was thinking about countermeasures, he was also constantly doing various experiments.
If lightning doesn't work, replace it with fire.
If fire doesn't work, replace it with ice.
If none of these work, then switch to attacks at the level of the soul.
If nothing else, Lin Yi at least knows a lot.
However, after a series of trials, the final result made Lin Yi secretly shocked.
Perfect, no dead ends.
If we insist on talking about flaws, they are limited to the offensive level.
In other words, after just a few rounds of relays, the Faceless King has successfully transformed himself into a turtle shell with no dead ends.
The offense is unbeatable, but the defense is foolproof.
And this is just the beginning.
After turning into a complete hexagonal warrior on the defensive level, the Faceless King methodically began to increase the pressure on the offensive level.
This approach is quite ink.
But I have to say, it's quite effective.
Even in a short period of time, the combined offensive capabilities of the Faceless King have no possibility of breaking through the defense of the intermediate divine body.
But as long as time drags on long enough, the superimposed abilities are enough, and after layers of chemical reactions, the most critical qualitative change node will eventually arrive.
At least at the moment, Lin Yi is not confident enough to think that he is invulnerable and can completely ignore an opponent of the level of the Faceless King.
Although the mid-level divine body is a tough one, it is still far from being invincible.
However, the initiative now is no longer in Lin Yi's hands.
"Looking at your appearance now, why do I feel a little pitiful, Lord Sinner?"
The Faceless King continued his confident relay while taunting him.
This tone is completely different from before. It is obvious that there is a new number one.
Lin Yi was indifferent and just watched him quietly pretending to be cool.
"Are you giving up the struggle now?"
The Faceless King's tone seemed to be regretful, but in fact it was full of joking: "After all, you still bear the name of the Lord of Sin. You have made yourself so weak. What will those loyal believers who admire you and think you are invincible do?"
Lin Yi raised his eyelids: "Do you think you will win?"
"That can't be said."
The Faceless King spread his hands: "I am a cautious person. Although I am sure to win, I still can't be so confident. I have to be more modest. I think if this continues, my probability of winning should be 99%.
Bar."
"Then you are so humble."
Lin Yi couldn't help but feel a little funny when he heard this.
He can be sure that the other party has not discovered that he is a fake substitute so far. In other words, in the eyes of the other party at this moment, even if he is facing the real Lord of Sin, he still has 100% confidence.
This is very interesting.
No matter how weak the Lord of Sin is now, he is still a strong demigod. On the other hand, no matter how unsolved the opponent's baton trick is, in the final analysis, he is still limited to the category of an earth-level venerable.
There is still an insurmountable gap between them.
Who gave him the confidence?
Lin Yi asked an intriguing question: "Are you the No. 1 before, or the Faceless King himself?"
"..."
The Faceless King, who had been making all kinds of sarcastic remarks just now, immediately froze.
Under the cracked No. 0 mask, his expression was changing back and forth, and he was in a rare struggle.
To be precise, I fell into mental internal friction.
To be honest, even Lin Yi himself did not expect that a simple question could have such an extraordinary effect.
Logically speaking, since the No. 1 of the past dynasties was swallowed up by the Faceless King, there is naturally no possibility of the dove occupying the magpie's nest. It is impossible for the Faceless King to leave such an obvious and fatal loophole.
However, judging from the entire performance of the Faceless King just now, he clearly showed a state of multiple personalities.
It feels more like he has been overtaken by these No. 1 figures in history.
Who is the master and who is the slave has become a subversive question.
The destructive power of this problem is so great that it has even directly affected the baton system that the other party has worked so hard to build. Many links that were originally seamless suddenly began to be full of flaws!
Chance!
Lin Yi decisively launched an offensive.
The palm of the world!
With one palm fall, the absolute defense that the Faceless King had worked so hard to build immediately collapsed layer by layer.
In a duel between masters, the outcome is only a thin line.
Seeing that Wujie's defense system was broken through, this palm was about to fall on the Faceless King himself. But at this moment, the Faceless King suddenly grinned under the No. 0 mask and showed a weird smile.
"You were fooled."
Before he finished speaking, a finger pointed at Lin Yi's chest.
With the physical defense of the intermediate divine body, it had no ability to resist it at all, and was pierced through like tissue paper.
Severe pain was felt, and Lin Yi couldn't help but feel a little surprised in his eyes.
This was the first time he felt such clear and severe pain since the intermediate divine body took shape.
To be honest, until just now, even after seeing the opponent's domineering baton system, Lin Yi's evaluation of the Faceless King himself was still not high.
Several people who had fought against each other in the Inner Court before were all superior to the Faceless King in Lin Yi's eyes.