Zhao Letian's injuries were quite severe, whereas Yan Peng remained completely unharmed.
"Yan Peng is too strong, no wonder even Shentu Yu dares not challenge him. Zhao Letian's gap is simply too large; this battle is undoubtedly a loss!"
The crowd exclaimed, with a single strike putting Zhao Letian at a great disadvantage. Yan Peng's strength was clearly a cut above Zhao Letian's, and nobody held any hope for Zhao Letian.
"The common problem with geniuses is their arrogance and pride. Zhao Letian is ultimately too young. He thought that after defeating Shentu Yu, he would be invincible among the Inner Sect members, little did he know that Shentu Yu simply cannot be compared with Yan Peng."
The Guardian Elders on board Huang Jian's warship all shook their heads in private, Zhao Letian had a promising future, but today's battle might just ruin him.
However, Sword Obsession and Sect Master Chu Yunshan appeared very calm. They believed in the resilience of Zhao Letian's Martial Arts Heart, which was unbreakable. Such injuries would not defeat him; the battle had just begun, and it was too early to tell who would prevail.
"Brother Letian!" Liu Wei, floating in the air, clutched tightly at her pink dress, her face full of worry. Although she had faith in Zhao Letian, Yan Peng's strength was truly formidable. Zhao Letian couldn't even withstand his first attack, making the chances of victory very slim.
"Our master will surely win." The Five Stars comforted themselves, feeling extremely nervous inside. But at this moment, all they could do was silently pray for Zhao Letian.
Not far away, Liu Fei's eyes once again sparkled with a glint of hope. Although her future had evaporated with Shentu Yu's death, she still worried that Zhao Letian might seek her out for revenge. If Yan Peng could kill Zhao Letian, she wouldn't have to live in fear anymore.
On the Life and Death Platform, after repelling Zhao Letian with one strike, Yan Peng's face showed no excitement; instead, he frowned, dissatisfied.
Having witnessed the battle between Zhao Letian and Shentu Yu, Yan Peng was also shocked by Zhao Letian's talent. Advancing a whole Martial Arts Realm during combat indicated fearsome aptitude. Thus, in this fight, he intended not to give Zhao Letian any chance. That first strike was meant to kill Zhao Letian outright, but it only injured him. This was far from what he expected, and naturally, he was dissatisfied.
"Zhao Letian, to withstand my strike and not die, you should be proud. However, in your current state, you probably can't withstand much more, right? I know you must still have many Spiritual Artifacts in your storage ring. Bring them all out for me to destroy," Yan Peng sneered coldly, knowing Zhao Letian's old wounds hadn't healed, and now he had new injuries, with his Spiritual Artifacts destroyed, what could he use to fight against him?
"My condition might not be good, but rest assured, I won't fall until you're dead," Zhao Letian said indifferently.
"Hmph! Still stubborn, I see you won't shed tears until you see the coffin, kill!"
Yan Peng snorted coldly, the True Essence Feathers on his back trembled violently, turning once again into a fast-moving black afterimage, bearing down on Zhao Letian with his sharp claws.
Ignoring the pain from his injuries, Zhao Letian took out a One-Star Lower Grade Spiritual Artifact from his storage ring, poured a massive amount of True Essence Power into it, and threw it toward Yan Peng.
Yan Peng was incredibly strong, and Zhao Letian was temporarily unable to contend with him, thus he could only use a Self-Destructing Spirit Artifact to block for a while. Although this way of fighting wasn't honorable, in a life and death battle, there are no rules. Using any means necessary to survive was understandable.
Yan Peng's speed was too fast; he reached Zhao Letian in an instant, and at the same time, the Spiritual Artifact that Zhao Letian threw out also exploded violently. Furious energy mixed with fragments of the artifact surged towards Yan Peng.
"Dammit! Is self-destructing your Spiritual Artifact the only trick you have left? But do you really think that such a measly One-Star Lower Grade Spiritual Artifact can kill me? How naive!"
After the explosion, many black feathers were blasted off Yan Peng's body, and he cursed angrily. Although his injuries were not severe, there were several wounds from which blood oozed out, making him look quite disheveled.
"Even if it can't kill you, I'm satisfied if it knocks off a few of your feathers," Zhao Letian said nonchalantly. Others might think that detonating a Spiritual Artifact for such minor injury was not worth it, but Zhao Letian did not feel pain over it since these artifacts were spoils of war picked up from Lin Yun and Shentu Yu, free of use.
"Good! Good! Let's see how many more Spiritual Artifacts you have!" Yan Peng's anger flared up, and with a flash of his figure, he swung his sharp claws and charged again.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Without saying another word, Zhao Letian waved his hand and directly threw out three Spiritual Artifacts at Yan Peng.
"Fool! The same old tricks, you think they'd work on me twice? Die!" Yan Peng's lips curled up in a sneer, showing a trace of mockery. This time, prepared, he quickly shifted direction with the vibrational flap of his True Essence Feathers, deftly dodging the three artifacts, and continued to charge towards Zhao Letian.
Zhao Letian still detonated the three Spiritual Artifacts. Although Yan Peng had dodged the center of the explosion, the shockwaves produced by the self-destruction of the three artifacts were sufficient to affect Yan Peng's speed.
Meanwhile, seizing the opportunity with Yan Peng's speed hampered, Zhao Letian utilized his Body Technique, "Carefree Travel," immediately dodging to a distance and counterswiping a slash of True Essence Sword Light at Yan Peng. Thischapter'struesourceisMyVirtualLibraryEmpire(*).
"Hmph! The platform is only so big; I'd like to see where you can hide." Yan Peng snorted coldly, tearing through the incoming sword light with his claws, and continued his pursuit.
To block Yan Peng, Zhao Letian kept throwing out one Spiritual Artifact after another, detonating them consecutively, as if they cost him nothing, making the spectators below wince with pain. Many of them couldn't even afford a One-Star Lower Grade Spiritual Artifact, and here was Zhao Letian, throwing them around like firecrackers, truly a prodigal frustrating everyone to death.
However, Zhao Letian was also helpless. If possible, he didn't want to resort to such an extravagant fighting style, but Yan Peng was indeed stronger than him, and combined with his existing injuries, going head-to-head was unwise. He needed time to find a way to deal with Yan Peng.
"The only advantages Yan Peng has over me are his cultivation and speed, and I can't bridge the gap in cultivation. To defeat him, I need to find a way to increase my speed, but the Body Technique 'Carefree Travel' is too profound, I've only grasped the surface and can't fully master it quickly. How can I elevate my speed to match or even surpass Yan Peng in such a short time? Could I start with the Wind Force?" Zhao Letian thought rapidly as he fought and retreated.
He had long understood that a life-and-death battle was the best way to unleash one's potential. The Four Layers Sword Force was comprehended in such a way, and now was no different. Once again, he felt his thoughts gushing like a spring, and in this battle for survival, his mind was far more active than usual.