At first, Alt was a little afraid and cautious when he fought Jordan. After all, he heard from Uncle Lincoln that Jordan could fly. Perhaps he was really a cultivator.
However, after fighting Jordan, Alt had already determined that Jordan was not a cultivator. After all, he often sparred with cultivators in school. He knew what it was like to be beaten by a cultivator. It was a completely different feeling from ordinary people.
At that moment, Jordan was a little flustered. After all, he had just arrived and did not know the difference in strength between ordinary mortals and cultivators.
Although he no longer had the Deity's predictive ability, Jordan predicted that the outcome would definitely not be good. Therefore, escaping now was the best solution.
"Although this guy is a cultivator, he probably doesn't know how to fly yet. This is the 200th floor. If I jump down, he definitely won't be able to catch up with me."
So Jordan decided to jump down from the glass window of the corridor on the 200th floor. Therefore, he pretended to continue attacking Alt, but in reality, he was buying time. He immediately ran to the window.
However, the windows in the corridor were different from the windows in the room. They could not be opened directly. Instead, they were locked.
"Alt, Martians are born to fly. Don't let him jump!"
Lincoln realized that Jordan was about to escape and immediately warned Alt.
Alt hurried to the window after hearing that. He kept attacking Jordan, not letting him stay at the window.
In order not to be hit by Alt, Jordan could only retreat continuously and leave the window area.
"Damn it."
Jordan was frustrated. He could not find a chance to break out of the window and jump down in a short period of time. However, at the same time, Alt still could not get close to Jordan as Jordan was able to dodge every attack.
After a round of attacks, Alt was already panting from exhaustion.
"Damn it, this bastard's defensive skills are really good. He's even harder to beat than our senior brothers and sisters."
Alt was a little depressed. He had underestimated Jordan previously.
How could he know that Jordan had once created something out of nothing? He had fought the golden horned dragon, fought the widespread evil of this world, and even experienced life and death battles.
Of course, children who had just entered cultivation could not defeat Jordan!
At this moment, Lincoln became a little anxious. He thought to himself, "I didn't expect this Martian imposter to have such rich combat skills. Alt can't get close to him. I have to help him... I got it!"
Lincoln suddenly remembered that the first thing Jordan asked after seeing Lincoln was if he had seen anyone who looked like him applying for a job here.
"He must be looking for his Martian companion, hehe..."
Lincoln suddenly pointed behind Jordan and shouted in horror, "Damn it! Why are there pale-skinned, black-haired, and brown-eyed people ahead! Alt, leave quickly. His Martian companions are here!"
Perhaps Jordan was too eager to see Salvatore, Dragon, and the others. When he heard Lincoln say that a person with pale skin, black hair, and brown eyes had appeared, he did not think too much about it and immediately turned around to look.
He really wanted to see his companions on another planet.
However, when he turned around, he did not see anything.
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