Chapter 430: God Sealing Battle Part 3
Yun Zhonghe’s previous shiver was caused by the influence of Extreme Cold.
At this moment, the effect of Extreme Cold made Yun Zhonghe feel miserable.
Compared to Li Yifeng, who was also affected by the aftermath of the battle, his strong physical body didn’t bother him much.
But even so, both of them stood still and exchanged sword techniques, no longer bouncing around like crazy people.
Their stamina was depleted and they had little spirit energy left.
Yun Zhonghe’s consciousness kept condensing Spiritual Spikes, repeatedly launching them towards Li Yifeng.
This battle significantly upgraded Yun Zhonghe’s control over his spiritual energy.
Originally, he could only instantaneously create spike-sized Spiritual Spikes; he now instantly turned them into long swords!
However, making a Spiritual Hammer was quite difficult.
To maintain the formation of eight spirit-infused gold swords, and to suppress the Extreme Cold, Yun Zhonghe lacked the power to cultivate the Spiritual Hammer.
Unless he gave up his defense, he would be submerged in Nine Thousand Waves’ fury instantly.
Extreme Cold gnawed at his bones, more painful than flesh wounds.
Without the impact of Extreme Cold, perhaps a stronger spiritual attack would have formed.
Yet, all he could do was swing that Spiritual Long Blade at Li Yifeng’s consciousness repeatedly, but he still couldn’t knock him out. Yun Zhonghe felt helpless.
“Fall down! Just fall down!”
Yun Zhonghe shouted inwardly.
Li Yifeng gritted his teeth.
Why hasn’t that guy Yun Zhonghe been kicked out yet? On what grounds can he still stand there?
Li Yifeng wanted to win. He must.
Winning against weaker opponents wasn’t working; how could he compete with those stronger?
“Lie down! Now!”
Pfft pfft!
Instead of responding as desired, Yun Zhonghe unleashed an even fiercer Spiritual Long Blade.
Boing~
Li Yifeng’s consciousness quaked like Swiss cheese. He could hardly keep going and fell to one knee, his face pale as paper.
Seeing this, Yun Zhonghe immediately summoned more Spiritual Long Blades for another attack.
“Ah…”
Li Yifeng endured overwhelming mental pain.
“It’s not over!”
“Do you think you’ve won?”
Li Yifeng growled, gathering more spirit energy!
His whole body’s meridians glowed vividly!
After being refined by bl**d, his physical strength reached an unprecedented level. But the flickering meridians weren’t enough; more darkened ones began to glow too!
A flush rapidly spread across his face, making him bright red!
Bam bam bam!
The beating heart sounded like an engine in the Secret Realm, and his momentum surged again.
“Yun Zhonghe, do you think I’ll lose?”
Gripping the Heavy Sword tight, every swing activated another one of his hidden potential gates.
When one lit up, it shone like the brightest star; the next swing activated a second gate, two open!
“Think I’ll easily admit defeat?”
Three swings! Three gates opened!
“Think I’ll so easily climb to your height?”
“…”
Four gates open!
…
Yun Zhonghe nearly vomited out bl**d.
He had finally cornered Li Yifeng like this, but then he used a secret technique!
Even if he won, Li Yifeng could need months in bed rest.
“That guy… he’s really durable!”
Yun Zhonghe clenched his teeth, feeling unstable.
His body swayed precariously, getting colder, his mind floating.
If this continued, he would be deemed incapable and ejected from the realm without Li Yifeng’s interference.
Absolutely no falling!
Yun Zhonghe gathered his wits and forced himself to stay awake with excruciating mental punishment—what a tough self-torturer!
Stabilizing his mind, he began thinking.
Li Yifeng used a secret skill, which means this is his last desperate effort. If he holds on a bit longer, he wins.
“Long Blade!”
With a low shout, the Spiritual Long Blade flared dazzlingly!
It lunged for Li Yifeng’s mind!
Li Yifeng’s mind shook but he stabilized, exploding with spirit energy. Raising the sword, he horizontally slashed!
Waves surged, nearly overpowering the sword formation; countless sword qi, akin to wild horses, charged towards Yun Zhonghe.
Yun Zhonghe barely defended, hit again, rib snapping, bl**d gushing from his mouth.
Li Yifeng also collapsed heavily, gasping violently.
“d*mn it… Is this guy really so fragile?”
He almost cracked.
Yun Zhonghe was tougher than expected!
Man, what’s wrong with you?
Yun Zhonghe gasped heavily, near fainting, forcing himself to crawl, controlling a loosening sword array as well as concentrating a Spiritual Long Blade.
Li Yifeng looked drained, watching the ongoing attacks, finding it absurd.
How strong is this guy’s spirit?
“d*mn!”
“Come on!”
“Fight to the end!”
“See who lasts!”
Li Yifeng went berserk, grabbing the heavy sword again. His seven openings bled, but he still held on, recklessly executing a thousand wave sword technique.
“Bring it!”
Facing such madness, Yun Zhonghe also growled, enduring brutal chest pain, unleashing more Spiritual Long Blades sharply.
Their fight degenerated from sophisticated, fancy moves to a brutal exchange, mere punches and kicks, sheer willpower and strength.
Yun Zhonghe coughed, his breath burning with pain, yet he refused to fall.
Gradually losing strength…
Time stretched, each second felt endless, lasting about a minute until Yun Zhonghe felt his limit breached.
More attacks, more retaliation.
Pain numbed, but neither saw the other down.
F*ck…
Why doesn’t it end already…
Both shared the same thoughts.
Until blackness swallowed their consciousness, it was unclear who collapsed first.
In any case, their techniques vanished simultaneously; the realm’s spirit judged the elimination condition and teleported them out.
