Even among those of his level, very few can shake Wang Yi's Armor Martial Soul. It is truly unbelievable that Zhao Letian, a mere True Martial Double Strength cultivator, could crack his Armor Martial Soul with a single palm strike.
"There's nothing impossible, you are undoubtedly going to die today, no one can save you." Zhao Letian said coldly, his True Yuan Power surging as he raised the longsword in his hand.
"Think killing me is that simple? Do you really think the Bloodline Martial Soul is so easily broken? Naive." Wang Yi sneered coldly.
As soon as his words fell, the Armor Martial Soul on his body instantly healed itself.
"It has self-healing capabilities too?" Zhao Letian's eyebrows furrowed slightly. The defensive power of the Armor Martial Soul was already formidable, and with this automatic healing ability, it became even more difficult to deal with.
"Having this Armor Martial Soul, I can disregard defense and go all out attacking you, you, you only have death to wait for. Gale Sword Technique, slash!" Wang Yi, wearing an arrogant smile, said coldly and immediately swung the longsword in his hand towards Zhao Letian, slicing through the air with great speed, carrying along Triple Sword Force.
"Dragon Roar Nine Sword, kill!"
Zhao Letian did not dodge or avoid, swinging his longsword to counter, carrying a rumbling Dragon Roar coupled with Four Layers Sword Force, overpowering Wang Yi's sword.
"Zhao Letian actually mastered the Four Layers Sword Force? Is he really from a small place?"
"With True Martial Double Strength and mastering the Four Layers Sword Force, his talent is terrifying; even in War King City, he is among the top."
The audience exclaimed in surprise.
"Not bad." The always calm Mr. Ye also showed appreciation in his eyes.
At the same time, Dong Chao, Chen Feiyu, and others all had a solemn expression, showing seriousness in their eyes. Zhao Letian's talent was enough to catch their attention.
"Damnable." Wang Zhao's face darkened. This battle was supposed to be the stage for his brother Wang Yi to shine, but unexpectedly, Zhao Letian stole the spotlight. Now only by killing Zhao Letian could his brother Wang Yi turn the situation around and catch Mr. Ye's attention.
"Four Layers Sword Force? Humph, what of it? You can't even hurt me." Wang Yi was initially shocked, then sneered dismissively, confident in his Armor Martial Soul, fearless even against the Four Layers Sword Force.
A sword strike fell, Wang Yi's sword light directly shattered by Zhao Letian's, and moreover, Zhao Letian's sword light continued relentlessly, fiercely striking Wang Yi's Armor Martial Soul, tearing a rift in it and ultimately slashing against Wang Yi's body.
However, Wang Yi was also wearing Defensive Armor, and after Zhao Letian's sword light was weakened by the Armor Martial Soul, it failed to break through Wang Yi's inner armor defense, but even so, it gave Wang Yi quite the scare. Zhao Letian's swordsmanship was more powerful than he had anticipated; if not for his Defensive Armor, that strike would have peeled a layer of his skin even if it didn't kill him.
"See that? You can't do anything to me, die now."
Wang Yi's Armor Martial Soul healed instantly, not pausing at all, he smirked coldly and swung his sword towards Zhao Letian again.
"Demon Suppression Seal!"
Zhao Letian's expression darkened, flipping his hand to release a Palm Seal, thundering towards Wang Yi.
"It's useless, accept your death."
Wang Yi didn't dodge or avoid, continued moving forward relying on his Armor Martial Soul and Defensive Armor, taking Zhao Letian's Palm Seal head-on, causing him to spit blood, his body feeling tumultuous inside, but his longsword still swept fiercely towards Zhao Letian's neck.
In Wang Yi's view, the distance was too close, and Zhao Letian had no chance to counterattack, leaving him only a path to death.
Unknown to him, Zhao Letian snorted coldly and executed the movement technique, Carefree Travel. With a flash of his figure, he easily dodged Wang Yi's deadly sword.
"This is impossible, how can your movement be so fast?" Wang Yi, having missed his strike, looked at Zhao Letian in disbelief, both shocked and enraged.
"Wind Force! That's the Double Wind Force; aside from the Four Layers Sword Force, this Zhao Letian even mastered the Two Layers Wind Force."
"Remarkable, such talent, even many geniuses in War King City cannot compare."
The audience exclaimed once again.
"Very good." The admiration in Young Master Ye's eyes deepened; such talent was indeed genius, even if placed in the Royal Capital.
Meanwhile, Dong Chao and Chen Feiyu couldn't help but glance at each other. Now it seemed that Zhao Letian's talent far surpassed the likes of Wang Yi, perhaps even matching their monstrous genius. CheckforthelatestupdatesonMyVirtualLibraryEmpire(*).
"Wang Yi, just admit defeat, you are not his match."
Wang Zhao's face darkened as he suddenly shouted at Wang Yi on the stage. With Zhao Letian possessing the Double Wind Force and such advanced movement technique, he was nearly invincible. If the fight continued, his brother Wang Yi might be in danger.
"Admit defeat? There are no rules for conceding on the Duel Arena. Once you're on the stage, it's fight to the death." Zhao Letian said indifferently.
"Hmph! Who said I was going to admit defeat? You have impressive movement techniques, and I can't do anything about you, but I also have the Armor Martial Soul, and you can't do anything about me either. Continuing the fight, it's still unclear who will fall." Wang Yi snorted coldly; not to mention there was no conceding allowed, even if there was, he would never simply give in.
"Then less nonsense, let's continue the fight. Dragon Roar Nine Sword, slash!"
Zhao Letian shouted sternly, unleashing his full power with a slash, while at the same time deploying five techniques of the Dragon Roar Sword Technique, Four Layers Sword Force, three layers of Mystic Armor Power, and Two Layers Wind Force, significantly boosting the sword's power. Despite such a sword being extremely draining, he had to do it to break through Wang Yi's defenses.
"How terrifying this sword's force is!"
Wang Yi's face drastically changed, the power of Zhao Letian's sword making him sense the breath of death, a lethal threat forcing him to use all his strength to slash out in response, also maximizing the power of his Armor Martial Soul.
With a slash, the sword in Wang Yi's hand broke instantly. Zhao Letian's sword directly tore through Wang Yi's Armor Martial Soul and slashed onto his body, the endless Sword Qi instantly tearing his clothes and revealing the Defensive Armor underneath, and violently blew Wang Yi away to the edge of the stage, slamming into the Array Formation Light Shield, causing him to spit out a large mouthful of blood.
"You, are no match for a single strike."
Zhao Letian, holding his longsword like the Grim Reaper, slowly walked forward, and in the confines of the Array Formation Light Shield, Wang Yi had nowhere to escape, only death awaited him.
"What a terrifying sword strike, Wang Yi is in a dire situation."
The audience exclaimed, Zhao Letian's sword strike, though still unable to break through the defenses of Wang Yi's Defensive Armor, left a deep dent in it. A few more strikes would surely slay Wang Yi.
"Damn it!" Wang Zhao on the stand was both anxious and furious, his eyes bloodshot, wishing he could slay Zhao Letian right there and rescue his brother Wang Yi, but due to the Heavenly Dao Oath and people like Young Master Ye, he was powerless.
"Very good! Zhao Letian, to force me to this state, you are the first, Bloodline Burning!"
Wang Yi's face pale, his eyes filled with resentment as he glared at Zhao Letian, gritted his teeth, and unexpectedly used a secret technique to burn his bloodline, rapidly escalating his aura.