Just as Bo Wen was feeling doubtful, Chen Mu followed up with a fish's belly reverberation, drawing a beautiful trajectory in the air like a fish's belly.
That was also a highly technical aerial tactical maneuver with a difficulty of 70 points, which left Bo Wen completely dumbfounded.
Multilevel tactical maneuvers referred to a number of aerial tactical maneuvers being combined together. If there were two, it would be called a two-level tactic, and if there were three, it would be called a three-level tactic, and so on.
Although Bo Wen wasn't a close-combat card artisan, he still understood some basic common sense.
If a set of two-level tactical maneuvers included two tactical maneuvers with a difficulty of 60 points, then the difficulty of that set of two-level tactical maneuvers would far exceed that of a single tactical maneuver with a difficulty of 70 points.
So, most of the multilevel tactics used by card artisans would include some very simple aerial tactical maneuvers with a low difficulty.
With two consecutive 70-point tactical maneuvers, the difficulty of that set of two-level tactics had reached a terrifying value.
Bo Wen had already determined Chen Mu's identity as a close-combat card artisan.
Cheng Ying was also startled in the distance, since it was the first time she had seen a two-level tactic composed of two 70-point tactical maneuvers.
Bo Wen found that he had no way to lock onto Chen Mu, and the wavy blade in his palm was slow to fire.
If a long-range card artisan's first attack didn't hit, his confidence would be affected to varying degrees.
So, any ace wouldn't make a rash move.
They would always patiently wait for the right moment, and if they didn't strike, they would hit.
Bo Wen was clearly an ace.
He was waiting for Chen Mu's fish's belly reverberation to finish.
The fish's belly reverberation had extremely high demands on the control of the jet stream card, which could be seen from its difficulty of 70 points.
It required the card artisan to simultaneously control the airflow in three directions, and the more directions he controlled, the harder it would be to predict its trajectory.
To be able to use the fish's belly reverberation showed that his adversary had extremely powerful perceptual control.
Although the multilevel tactic had excellent evasive effects, it wasn't without its drawbacks.
It had very high demands on the control of the body and the jet stream card, and more importantly, there would often be a flaw in the instant it ended.
That was because the load on the body was really too great, so in the instant it ended, the load would reach its peak, and the average card artisan's mind would go blank for a very short time.
Of course, that wasn't absolute.
Some close-combat card artisans had bodies that were abnormally strong, and they would be able to withstand such a load, so they wouldn't have such a blank period.
And those close-combat card artisans with outstanding battle awareness would optimize multi-level tactics to bypass or make up for that flaw.
But those two kinds of close-combat card artisans were rarely seen.
That had to start with the history of close-combat card artisans.
The earliest card artisans to appear were all long-range card artisans, with close-combat card artisans appearing later.
The early close-combat card artisans had all developed from long-range card artisans, and they were an anomaly among long-range card artisans.
That was also why there were far more remote card artisans than close-combat card artisans.
The tactical system of long-range card artisans was already very complete. In comparison, the tactical system of close-combat card artisans was a lot cruder and simpler.
Having evolved from long-range card artisans, they weren't good at physical training either.
Coupled with the fact that the number of close-combat card artisans had always been at an absolute disadvantage, its development was naturally far behind that of long-range card artisans.
In this regard, the House of a Hundred Depths and the Mohadi Domain were much stronger.
As for tactical literacy, it was the difference between tactical systems.
There were ten times as many long-range card artisans as there were close-combat card artisans.
Among the truly top-notch aces, there were pitifully few close-combat card artisans.
No matter what system it was, its development was inseparable from the participation of a large number of aces.
Because of the scarcity of advanced numbers and the small base number, the theoretical system was crude. The most direct result was that close-combat card artisans generally didn't have high tactical literacy.
So, Bo Wen was waiting, waiting for Chen Mu to reveal a flaw.
The trajectory of the fish belly's reverberation was erratic and hard to grasp. Bo Wen's expression was calm, and the wavy blade in his hand was ready to be released at any moment.
Bo Wen's gaze suddenly lit up, and his expression abruptly became serious, as the wavy blade in his hand was poised to be released.
Although it was still hard to lock onto Chen Mu's figure, Bo Wen's gaze was firmly fixed in front of Chen Mu.
That was because the fish belly's reverberation was about to end!
Bo Wen had already determined that when it ended, it would certainly be in the area where his gaze was firmly locked onto.
Even if Chen Mu only had a gap of a tenth of a second, that would be enough for him.
He was like a hunter who had set up a trap, waiting for his long-chased prey to enter the land of the dead.
His gaze fell onto a circular area with a diameter of 30 meters. That was where he had determined Chen Mu's fish belly's final landing point.
Chen Mu was getting closer and closer!
Bo Wen's gaze suddenly contracted like a needle, and all the muscles in his body tensed up!
Chen Mu had already touched the edge of that area, and was about to enter the "trap."
The wavy blade in Bo Wen's hand had been adjusted to its best condition, ready to be released at any time.
Chen Mu suddenly did something that no one had expected!
Folding and changing directions!
Having just touched the area Bo Wen had locked onto, Chen Mu suddenly did a folding and changed directions, narrowly brushing against the circular area as he charged diagonally.
That move was completely out of Bo Wen's expectations, which he hadn't thought of at all!
He unconsciously released the wavy blade in his hand.
Folding and changing directions, with a difficulty of 10, was one of the most basic midair tactical moves.
It was a tactical move that any novice would know, but it had fooled the number one ace of the younger generation of the Eastern Ning's, Bo Wen.
That most basic and simple midair tactical move had been used there, and it was the pinnacle of brilliance!
In fact, it was a three-level tactic that included three midair tactical moves, and not a bipolar tactic!
What was more important was that the three midair tactical moves had a difficulty of 70, 70, and 10.
It was no wonder that Bo Wen would be fooled by such a weird combination.
The first two highly difficult midair tactical moves would give people the illusion that it was a two-level tactic that included two midair tactical moves.
The difficulty of the first two consecutive midair tactical moves was really too high. As a two-level tactic, its difficulty was quite high.
No one would have thought that he would actually add another midair tactical move after that.
As they saw it, adding another midair tactical move after that would have made the difficulty of the three-level tactic climb to a point where it was basically impossible to accomplish.
Still, no one could have thought that Chen Mu would actually add a low-level midair tactical move with a difficulty of 10, which would make for an extremely weird three-level tactical move.
Bo Wen's face was extremely ugly.
He had always flaunted himself as a genius, and had actually been fooled by a youth younger than he was.
An unprecedented feeling of humiliation welled up from the bottom of his heart, and the ashen Bo Wen looked indescribably malevolent.
If one were to say that he had only chased Chen Mu because he was a card artisan of the night of the cross, then he now had another reason!
He could accept failure, but he couldn't accept being fooled!
Cheng Ying was greedily watching the fierce battle in front of her from a distance, but her expression was one of disbelief.
Bo Wen's skill was far beyond what she could have imagined, and objectively speaking, he was at least two levels higher than she was.
If one were to say that Bo Wen's power had surprised her, then that youth's power was unimaginable.
She had previously guessed that the youth's skill was very high, but she had just discovered that her guess had been way off!
She even felt that even the number one close-combat card artisan at the base, Mark Victor, wouldn't be a match for that youth.
The spiral tumbling and drifting made her dazzled and confused.
The fish belly reverberation that followed made her blood boil as she watched.
But the folding and changing direction that followed made her deeply worship that unprepossessing youth with a sallow complexion.
Was that the close-combat card artisan famous for his crude tactics?
She didn't think that words like ingenious and unimaginable were enough to describe the youth's tactics.
She sensed a kind of intellectual power in him.
Chen Mu's state of mind didn't fluctuate in the slightest, and he didn't have any biased emotions in his heart. He was so objective as though he were dealing with someone else, so calm as though the situation in front of him had nothing to do with him.
The time was 30 seconds.
He was already less than 20 meters from the roof of the house.
He still had 120 seconds, and he needed to get rid of Bo Wen within those two minutes, or kill him!
The best way would be to get rid of him, since the Ning family base should have already started to react.
They would certainly have sent out card artisans to capture him.
Bo Wen switched cards as fast as he could, since the blood sharp card's single-shot nature made it less powerful at that time.
He didn't know if it was because he had been stimulated, but the speed at which he switched cards broke his best time, which was 0.9 seconds.
But he wasn't in the least happy mood at that time. His eyes were overflowing with coldness, and his face had resumed its calm, like the calm before the storm.
His perception was working at its fastest speed, and his spirit was more focused than ever, and his perception was more obedient than ever. In an instant, his heart was filled with confidence.
He believed that the attack he was about to make would be the most powerful attack he had ever made!