Li Yi’s Jiao Dragon Armor immediately drew everyone’s attention upon its emergence.
Initially, it was thought that Lin Caiyi’s killing strike—with the mid-grade spiritual weapon, the Red Cloud Sword—would decide the outcome. However, unexpectedly, her deadly strike was effortlessly blocked. The layers upon layers of Jiao dragon scales provided unparalleled defensive capability; even a Foundation Establishment cultivator’s full-power attack could not slice off a single scale.
This demonstrated that the Primitive Wilderness world’s leather armor surpassed mid-grade spiritual artifacts.
Moreover, Li Yi’s armor nearly covered his entire body. Being a complete set obtained from a Jiao Dragon, it shielded all vital areas.
Upon seeing this, Lin Caiyi quickly adjusted her strategy. Since her opponent was protected by armor, she decided to attack unarmored areas. This type of armor was primitive—it wasn’t a spiritual artifact or treasure, leaving exposed parts of the body unguarded.
Just as she was about to act on this plan,
Li Yi suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the hilt of the flying sword. With a loud shout, divine power burst forth, and silver brilliance surged to forcibly suppress the flying sword, preventing it from wreaking havoc again.
"A mere mortal dares to seize my Red Cloud Sword? How presumptuous." Seeing this, Lin Caiyi didn’t get angry; instead, she chuckled coldly. Instantly, she activated the formation prohibition within the Red Cloud Sword with a divine thought.
a dazzling swordlight erupted from the Red Cloud Sword, instantly shredding the Gang Qi Li Yi was using to suppress the spirit sword. If he didn’t withdraw his hand in time, the swordlight would shred his entire palm. This would serve to teach the native that a cultivator’s spiritual artifact isn’t something easily taken; meddling with it would cost dearly.
However, just as the swordlight emerged, Li Yi let out a roar and furiously smashed his other fist onto the mid-grade spirit sword.
"What is he doing? Using his fist to smash a flying sword—has he gone mad? Does he really think his punch could destroy a mid-grade spiritual weapon?" Even Golden Core cultivators were stunned by this scene.
Are Earthlings always this reckless?
This truly was the embodiment of the phrase "a newborn calf does not fear the tiger."
Not only the cultivators but also the Evolvers from Golden Academy observing the battle were dumbfounded. Based on some knowledge they had acquired, they understood the strength of mid-grade spiritual weapons. Even a Golden Core cultivator couldn’t destroy a mid-grade spiritual weapon without the aid of other weapons. Only Nascent Soul stage cultivators could break such a weapon outright—unless, of course, its wielder self-detonated it, which was a different matter entirely.
Many assumed Li Yi was merely acting out of desperation, but then something completely unexpected occurred.
When Li Yi’s fist landed, the Red Cloud Sword audibly snapped in half with a clear, crisp sound.
The spiritual artifact was destroyed.
Its destruction caused Lin Caiyi’s mind to suffer damage. Instantly, her chest tightened, and she spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
"Are you kidding me?"
This stunning scene left Golden Core cultivators leaping from their seats in astonishment.
If not for the activation of the Magic Battle Platform, barring divine sense from probing, they would have eagerly investigated what was peculiar about Li Yi’s punch.
there was nothing strange about the punch that broke the mid-grade sword. It was simply that Li Yi was holding a segment of an Incomplete Sword Coin. A bronze-colored piece of the Sword Coin was exposed between his fingers, and it was precisely due to this that the Red Cloud Sword broke.
"You wicked brat, you really know how to think outside the box—using a Sword Coin to shatter the opponent’s flying sword. Where did you come up with that?" Even the residual spirit within the Sword Coin was surprised.
Where did he come up with it?
Li Yi hadn’t forgotten that this Incomplete Sword Coin had once destroyed the Bone Mural, a recognized miracle. It was then he realized the Sword Coin’s unique property. Before stepping onto the Magic Battle Platform, he had already meticulously planned out all of his trump cards and tactics. Whenever an opportunity presented itself, he was ready to deploy them.
But now, he had no time to respond. With a furious roar, Li Yi—like a beast that had long been lying in wait—charged forward. His body erupted with silver Gang Qi as he soared into the air like a streak of light, aiming to slay Lin Caiyi.
The sudden burst of speed made Li Yi’s flight unbelievably fast, almost impossibly quick.
Lin Caiyi, her mind damaged, had momentarily exposed a weakness. Seeing Li Yi charging her with overwhelming ferocity, she suddenly wore a shocked expression. She seemed faintly to see a colossal Buddha glaring with fury, brimming with killing intent, ready to unleash divine power to obliterate all beings.
As a martial artist, Li Yi would never miss such an opportunity. Even before he reached her, his Fist Intent had already surged forth, aiming to disrupt her divine sense and seize the chance to take her life.
"This is bad, Lin Caiyi’s mind has faltered. The opponent has deployed some kind of soul attack—and... this guy has terrifying killing experience. Any small flaw is immediately exploited. Lin Caiyi is going to have to use her trump cards and killing techniques now."
Seeing this, the observing cultivators were filled with dread.
"A martial artist in close combat—there’s a real chance here." Among the Golden Academy students, Di Zhu’an’s eyes lit up, and he grew excited.
Li Yi’s fists landed, extinguishing wind and fire with devastating power. Considering how fragile this Foundation Establishment stage Lin Caiyi was without the protection of spiritual artifacts, how many punches could she withstand?
As Li Yi’s silver vertical pupils glimmered like flames, he struck out with his Killing Fist. The terrifying punch unleashed silver Gang Qi that ricocheted like sparks, breaking the air apart and generating a thunderous roar as it hurtled toward Lin Caiyi’s apparently delicate form with unrelenting force.