Chapter 387: Battle And Danger (I)
Violent explosions, deafening clashes, and roaring blasts resounded through the forest. Black-red energy surged around Pei Xuan, enveloping his entire body. He resembled a terrifying yao, transforming into a streak of black-red light that slammed continuously toward Lin Zheyu. His speed was astonishing. With the aid of the black-red energy, he tore through air resistance and unleashed velocity far beyond that of ordinary martial artists. Unlike Lin Zheyu, who forcibly broke through wind resistance to surpass the speed of sound, Pei Xuan, as a half-yao and true strength martial artist, was not only faster but also more agile.
The Heavenspan Saber slashed continuously, its blade light swift as lightning, sharp and powerful. Lin Zheyu stood in place, his expression calm. His formidable perception was fully unleashed. No matter how fast Pei Xuan moved, nothing escaped his awareness. He could easily detect even the slightest motion from Pei Xuan and immediately predict his next move. Each of his strikes cut from strange and cunning angles, forcing Pei Xuan back again and again.
His strength is far weaker than mine, yet with the unique energy of a yao martial artist, he can move faster than I can.
The yao martial artist before him was far stronger than those he had previously faced. In the past, Lin Zheyu could rely on his terrifying strength and masterful lightness and movement techniques to surpass others in both power and speed. But this opponent was different. This person had clearly reached the peak of the Force Transformation realm and might be only a single step away from becoming a Grandmaster realm expert. The speed he unleashed was not merely supersonic—it exceeded it.
If this were purely a contest of strength, mine should surpass the peak of the Force Transformation realm, though it would still fall short of a Grandmaster realm expert. However, lacking a powerful energy like true strength, immense wind resistance limits my speed, making me slower than true peak Force Transformation realm experts. If I could make up for this weakness in speed, my overall combat strength should rival that of a Grandmaster realm expert.
The reason he could exceed the speed of sound was due to his strength far surpassing peak Force Transformation realm martial artists, allowing him to forcibly break through air resistance and the sonic barrier.
Blade light streaked like lightning through the air, striking Pei Xuan from time to time and tearing through his energy shield, carving open large wounds. Yet the regenerative ability of yao martial artists was astonishing. Injuries of this level did not even count as light wounds to them.
"You have some skill. No wonder you killed so many of my subordinates," Pei Xuan's cold voice rang out.
With a dull sound, Lin Zheyu's blade once again broke through Pei Xuan's energy shield and struck his arm. This wound was deeper, the blade sinking nearly a centimeter into the bone. But that was all.
The black-red energy within Pei Xuan erupted violently as he retreated at high speed, avoiding Lin Zheyu's strike. His expression grew increasingly savage, his eyes nearly swallowed by darkness. He found his opponent extremely strange. Fighting him felt suffocating, as though every attack was seen through and every weakness easily exposed. Even more bizarre was that he could not sense any true strength aura from him.