E-class is the Weakest? My Clones are All God-level!

What the hell?! What on earth is going on?!Bruce Wayne felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. He clearly saw the number jump to 37, clearly felt the weightlessness of rising, so why was he still on the first floor when the door opened?What chilled him to the bone was that the battle between the black-clad swordsman and Edelman was still going on not far away, and this time the elevator doors opened not in the corner where he had entered, but directly in the center of the ruins.To be precise, it appeared next to the blond youth and the winged girl, less than three meters away from the leather sofa.Bruce Wayne staggered, staring blankly at the blond youth so close to him.Spatial Laws!As the mayor of Gotham City, he was a man of vast experience. To be able to manipulate spatial coordinates so silently, transferring an entire elevator car there, required an extremely advanced understanding of spatial laws. This blond youth not only had subordinates capable of overwhelming SS-class enemies, but also possessed such terrifying abilities himself.Bruce Wayne was utterly desperate. He frantically retreated back into the elevator, pressing the close and floor buttons repeatedly."Close the door! Close the door now! Get moving! Get moving!"He screamed in terror, his fingers turning white from the force of his grip. But this time, no matter how many times he pressed the buttons, the elevator remained unresponsive. The metal doors stood firmly shut.Zhou Huai, sitting on the sofa, didn't even glance at him. He simply held his wine glass, gently swirled the crimson liquid inside, and then reached out his other hand to pat the empty space on the sofa next to him."Mayor Wayne, where are we headed?""Please don't bother, come and sit down."Bruce Wayne stared at the blond youth in front of him, who was holding a glass of red wine and looked languid, his legs frozen in place, unable to move an inch.As the mayor of Gotham City, he had always held the power of life and death over others. But now, after witnessing the other party's methods of manipulating spatial coordinates, his proud authority had become a joke. Even SS-rank Edelman was beaten helplessly by the other party's subordinates; what could he, a professional who rose through the ranks by resources, possibly do to resist?Bruce Wayne knew that running away was futile and would only hasten his death.He sighed, his straight back hunched over, and silently walked to the sofa, carefully sitting down on the edge.“This... Your Excellency.”Bruce Wayne's voice was hoarse, and cold sweat dripped down his face onto his suit. He forced a smile and pleaded, "I, Bruce Wayne, consider myself to have some standing in Gotham City. I wonder where I have offended you?""If my subordinates are ignorant and offend you, I am willing to pay any price to compensate them, I only ask that you be lenient..."Beside her, Eliza huddled on the other side of the sofa, watching Wayne's submissive demeanor, her breathing becoming somewhat rapid.This is Bruce Wayne.In the Free Federation, the Wayne family's wealth and power were enough to make countless high-ranking professionals bow down, and even cardinals of the Holy See would treat them with utmost respect. The Arigo family, in their presence, didn't even have the right to raise their voices.Who has ever seen this high and mighty mayor speak to people in such a humble manner?Eliza's gaze towards Zhou Huai now held a hint of fervor. Just who was this man who had casually saved her?Zhou Huai didn't even lift his eyelids in the face of Wayne's pleas for mercy.He gently swirled the wine in his glass, the crimson liquid forming an arc on the rim. Then he raised a hand and casually waved it, signaling the other person to be quiet."Shhh.""Quiet down, let's watch the show."Zhou Huai's voice was calm, yet it carried an undeniable air of authority.Bruce Wayne shuddered, swallowed his words, obediently shut his mouth, and stiffly turned his head to look at the battlefield in the center of the hall.Meanwhile, in the center of the hall, the battle between Yasuo and Edelman intensified.Amidst the deafening roar, the entire first-floor lobby was reduced to ruins.Known as the "Mud Tyrant," Edelman was covered in sweat, his muscles trembling violently, and he felt an immense sense of oppression."Die! Die!"Edelman roared, his hands waving rapidly in the air. He pushed his SS-level mana to its limit, causing the gray-brown swamp domain to churn violently."The swamp is raging with poison!"After repeatedly using mud to block Yasuo's attacks, Edelman changed tactics. Dozens of giant waves, each over ten meters high, suddenly erupted from the swamp, the mud mixed with a dark green, highly toxic mist that hissed as it corroded the air.Even SS-level professionals of the same level will have their bodies instantly rot if they come into contact with even a trace of poison.Despite the overwhelming attack of poison, Yasuo's expression remained unchanged."Lightning Illusion!"Yasuo snorted coldly, and just as the attack was about to make contact, his body suddenly burst into a bright light, instantly transforming into an elemental form.The power of thunder replaced flesh and blood, and the swamp of poison and the giant waves of mud pierced through his phantom and smashed into the wall behind him, corroding a large hole in the load-bearing wall.In the instant he avoided the damage, Yasuo solidified in mid-air, his longsword crackling with lightning, and slashed fiercely at Edelman."Pfft!"The blade tore through the mud shield covering Edelman's body, leaving a deep, bone-revealing gash in his chest."It's no use! In my domain, I am immortal!"Edelman winced in pain, yet he still grinned maliciously. He activated the Swamp Domain, manipulating the surrounding mud to surge towards his wound, attempting to heal it instantly.The next second, the sneer on his face froze.The mud surging towards the wound was instantly annihilated into nothingness by an invisible, violent sword intent the moment it touched the edge.The wound cannot heal.Moreover, the remaining sword intent continued to penetrate and destroy the surrounding flesh and blood."ah--!"Edelman screamed in agony, staring in horror at his chest, where the gash showed no signs of healing and blood gushed out."What on earth is going on?!"Edelman panicked, desperately channeling his magic to try and dispel the sword intent, but it was all in vain. The sword intent was firmly embedded in the foundation of his laws, tearing apart his life force.Zhou Huai, who was watching the game from the sofa, figured out the trick.He held his wine glass, a hint of admiration in his eyes. Yasuo, under the pressure of battle, had found a unique approach.Normal SS-level powerhouses, such as Edelman, emphasize the expansion of their domains, spreading the power of their laws outwards to create an absolute space that suppresses their enemies.But Yasuo didn't.His domain did not cover a radius of 100 meters, nor did it alter the surrounding environment; instead, it was extremely compressed and concentrated entirely on the sword.His domain laws, refined to their utmost, became his sharpest weapon. Others use their domains to trap people; Yasuo uses his domain to kill.With a single sword, the heavens are cleaved, and no mountain can stand in its way.Any defensive or regenerative abilities are utterly ineffective against this longsword, which embodies the pure power of a domain.On the battlefield, Edelman was completely outmatched.His wounds multiplied, each imbued with an inescapable sword intent. The excruciating pain and the loss of life shattered his mental defenses, and his former arrogance vanished completely."I can't die... I absolutely can't die here!"