Or rather, while a wave of nostalgia did occur, the effect was not quite what was expected.

"Pfft..."

Turning his head to the side, Bai Yi saw a bloody gash on the face of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion Master, as he used the exact same battle tactic as before.

Using the poison of the Five Poison Lord, the Master of Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion was reminded of his memories, causing a brief period of disorientation.

Because he had failed in the same way before, he learned his lesson this time and was not instantly defeated.

"You're truly impressive, buddy. I have to admire your progress."

Master of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion: ...

This time he didn't say anything, but silently continued his attack.

Having been provoked too much, the Master of Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, now calmer, is analyzing the situation of his nemesis.

"Bai Xiaosheng's abilities cannot be limitless, especially now that he controls so many heroic spirits and puppets."

His Noble Phantasm is very powerful, so his mana consumption must be quite high, right?

"A war of attrition—once it becomes a war of attrition, that's my advantage."

As everyone knows, great power comes with risks. In his opinion, Bai Xiaosheng's cheat-like ability must be a huge drain on mana.

His spirit servant, who's somewhere out of sight, is probably running out of mana by now.

But it's different for him. As a sword cultivator, his attacks look powerful, but they are all basic attacks, so the burden is manageable.

He can exhaust Bai Xiaosheng to death; the moment his magic power is depleted will be Bai Xiaosheng's death day!

About five minutes.

"Prepare to die, Bai Xiaosheng!"

By increasing the intensity of his attacks, the Master of Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion attempted to amplify his opponent's energy consumption.

About half an hour.

"Master Bai, do you still have enough magic reserves?"

The Master of Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion pondered that it should be about time now; even if the opposing Heroic Spirit Envoy was carrying several magic furnaces, he should be out of energy.

About two hours.

"Bai Xiaosheng, I refuse to believe you can hold out for much longer."

His hand holding the sword was trembling. Although his physical condition was still okay, his previous confidence had wavered.

Five hours later...

"Huff...huff...huff..."

Once again, the distance between them widened, and the Master of Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion looked at his opponent, panting heavily.

Five hours, they've been fighting for five hours already. Those who came to attack Bai Xiaosheng have all gone back to their own Heroic Spirit Envoys to reload their summons.

The surrounding audience watched from a distance. Some, because it had been going on for too long, started playing Dou Dizhu (a card game) nearby, while others ordered takeout.

As for the two of them, the heroic spirits of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion Master, they had just used a Command Spell a few minutes ago, and he was also a little overwhelmed.

As a result, the all-knowing scholar on the other side still seemed calm and composed, as if he was under no pressure.

The Master of Ten Thousand Swords felt that this was neither scientific nor magical.

"Master Bai, why do you still have magic powers?"

"The meter is running backwards, kid."

This is the boost brought by Ye Li. As Bai Yi's first Heroic Spirit, he not only has high stats and strong mechanics, but also an overpowered energy consumption.

After five hours of fighting, my magic power was almost completely depleted, and I felt refreshed.

"Lord of Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, I can fight you for a whole day."