BOOOOOOM!

A thunderbolt the size of a person's arm emerged from the rubble and struck Brody.

AAAGRH!

Brody flew back a few metres and stabilised as lightning coursed through his body, rendering him numb.

"Despite the magical resistance of my armour, I can feel a slight paralysis and a burning sensation," Brody thought as he cautiously stared at the rubble.

SWOOOSH.

A figure shot from the rubble towards the sky, standing on something Brody didn't recognise.

Fionn, standing on his Skysurf board, glared angrily at Brody and said, "Let's start round 2."

Brody looked at Fionn, astonished, and thought, "This has to be a dream."

In general, all Practitioners can fly after reaching rank two; only practitioners with flying type Beast avatars or some unique avatars from other categories can fly in rank one; and no rank 0 has ever flown, at least according to general practitioners' knowledge.

Fionn's hand held an AK47 with lightning coursing through it; the gun gave off the vibes of a charged up Tesla coil.

Brody stood up wobbly and said, "Brat, I don't believe you can use such attacks on a frequent basis, and don't you think you're superior to me, if you have the guts, come down here and fight me?"

Fionn smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll definitely come down, but not now, and as for mana consumption, you'll find out soon enough." He then pointed the gun at Brody, and as mana entered the gun, the runes came to life, as though a storm was brewing inside the gun.

BOOM! BOOOM! BOOOM!

As Fionn pulled the trigger on the gun, lightning bolts rained down like a tribulation from the ninth heaven. Brody attempted to block them, but the rate of fire rendered him helpless. With each hit connected, he felt his body sluggish and the burning sensation intensified; he could even smell his burned flesh.

BOOOM! BOOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Lightning bolts rained down like a never-ending torrent. Recognizing his predicament, Brody attempted to flee, but where could he flee, let alone hide, in this vast grassland? Fionn tortured him from above while he scurried around the ground evading or blocking Fionn's attacks.

Bordy grins savagely and yells, "don't you dare think you can defeat me just by this much power, this rank 1 armour of mine has a LIFE SACRIFICE rune engraved on it, as long as I have life in me, it can provide me with endless mana and regeneration capability in return of my life force, so don't harbour thoughts of killing me unless you have the resolve of fighting to the death."

"Activate it, let's see who can outlast who," Fionn taunted as he continued to bombard Bordy.

Bordy's face turned hideous as the runes on his armour around his chest area began to light up, the white in Brody's eye turned black as his aura skyrocketed, his speed, strength, and reflexes all increased, allowing him to block almost all of Fionn's attacks, and his previous injuries began to heal.

"Hahaha, brat, just wait, the moment your mana runs out, would be the moment I'll make you experience hell, you'll regret forcing me to use this damnable spell," Brody said, giving Fionn a death stare.

Fionn remained silent as he continued to fire, shifting his position in the sky. Just as his rate of fire began to slow, a golden sun mark appeared between Fionn's brows, looking quite magnificent.

As time passed, Brody became irritated and anxious due to his passive role in the fight. "What's wrong with this kid, why doesn't he run out of mana, don't tell me he's an illegitimate child of some big shot family," Brody thought, frustrated and a little scared.

OOWWOOOOOOOO!

Suddenly, a hyena's mournful wimper as well as a wolf howl distracted Brody, and just at that moment of distraction, BOOOOM! A lightning bolt struck his wrist, causing him to lose his grip on his sword, which slipped from his grasp.

"This is the moment," Fionn thought as he saw Bordy let go of his sword.

"STORM FLASH"

Brody watched in horror as Fionn appeared in front of him in an instant, followed by a hail of thunderbolts that paralysed him utterly.

"It's time to break your turtle shell," Fionn said, looking at Brody's eyes, who was paralysed with a horrified expression.

The gun in Fionn's hand switched and an SPAS-12 appeared in his hands. As the gun appeared, the temperature rose and the air began to distort, and the grass within 100m of Fionn caught fire and turned to ash in seconds.