Chapter 343 - 219: Enemies on a Narrow Path (3)
’He’s so strong!’
King Changping’s heart jumped. He knew this black-robed man was far stronger than he had imagined. He had to be extremely careful, or he might actually die here today.
After blocking King Changping’s attack, the man in the black robe didn’t immediately counter. Instead, he stared at him coldly and said:
"King Changping, I recall you have thirty-six Pseudo-Innate experts under your command, don’t you? Where are they? Why aren’t they here?
Look at you, all injured. Your Primordial Qi must be nearly depleted, right? You’re no match for me now! If they don’t show up soon, your pathetic life ends here!"
Hearing this, King Changping snorted coldly.
His thirty-six experts had been sent to pursue that little thief from the Imperial Court. For some reason, however, they still hadn’t returned.
Otherwise, he was certain this battle would have been won long ago.
The man in the black robe watched King Changping with a mocking smile, as if victory was already in his grasp.
His words were like a sharp dagger, attempting to pierce King Changping’s heart and shatter his fighting spirit.
However, King Changping was not one to yield so easily.
He stared intently at the man in the black robe, his eyes glinting with resolve. Although his body was covered in fresh wounds and more than half his True Qi was spent, his will remained as hard as steel.
"Black Robe, don’t be so arrogant!" King Changping said coldly. "My thirty-six experts will be back soon. When they are, not a single one of you will escape!"
"King Changping, you talk big," the man in the black robe said leisurely. "But even if your men do return, I’d like to see if they can even withstand a single blow from me."
It was precisely because he knew something had happened to King Changping’s experts that he had chosen to make his move now.
Otherwise, even if King Changping was slightly weaker than him, the gap wasn’t that large.
If his opponent had dozens of Pseudo-Innate Grandmasters backing him up, even he wouldn’t dare to face them head-on.
The next moment, Black Robe attacked.
The man in the black robe moved, transforming into a Black Shadow that pounced toward King Changping. His speed was astounding, bringing him before the king in an instant.
The Black Shadow he had become was like a bolt of lightning, carving a strange trajectory across the battlefield. His speed was so extreme it seemed to surpass the limits of the naked eye.
King Changping’s pupils contracted. He could feel the intense killing intent radiating from the man in the black robe.
He knew this was a full-power strike from his opponent. He absolutely could not afford to be careless.
And so, King Changping took a deep breath, mobilizing the True Qi within his body to meet the attack.
At that same moment, his own figure blurred, as if melting into the surroundings.
The next instant, the man in the black robe’s attack arrived as expected. His palm became a blur of afterimages, rushing toward King Changping with a ferocious gale.
The speed and power of this strike had reached their peak, as if it could rip the very air apart.
Not daring to be careless, King Changping threw a punch to meet the attack. Their techniques collided in mid-air, producing a deafening roar.
Immediately after, a powerful shockwave radiated outward, sweeping dust and debris into the sky.
The man in the black robe felt a colossal force travel from King Changping’s fist, making his own arm go numb.
King Changping didn’t fare any better. He felt as if his chest had been struck by a sledgehammer, and his breathing became difficult.
The next moment, King Changping violently spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying like a kite with a broken string.
Watching King Changping fly away like a kite with a broken string, the man in the black robe sneered inwardly but did not let his guard down.
He knew that an expert like King Changping would never go down so easily, even after suffering a heavy blow.
Sure enough, King Changping flipped over in mid-air and landed steadily on the ground before immediately fleeing forward at high speed.
However, Black Robe did not give chase at once.
Instead, he trailed behind, following at a leisurely pace.
He was well aware that the body of an Expert of Shape-Shifting was beyond that of an ordinary person. Even with ruptured internal organs, they could still maintain formidable combat strength.
He knew that if he pushed too hard, King Changping might launch a final, desperate counterattack, which would likely leave him heavily injured as well.
So, the man in the black robe decided to adopt a more cautious strategy: slowly wear down King Changping’s stamina and wait for the perfect moment to strike.
The man in the black robe was like a patient cheetah, its eyes locked on the prey ahead, waiting for the moment of its exhaustion.
He knew that once King Changping’s stamina was depleted to a certain point, he could easily kill him and claim final victory.
Thus, the two of them, one in front and one behind, began a chase across the wilderness. The man in the black robe carefully controlled the distance and pace, giving King Changping no chance to counterattack while keeping himself out of danger.
Meanwhile, King Changping fled with all his might, trying to shake off his pursuer...
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’Phew, I’m finally almost out of this forest!’
Fang Yue gazed at the thinning trees ahead and couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Just then, not far ahead, a figure was rapidly approaching.
Fang Yue frowned slightly, his gaze piercing through the gaps in the foliage to stare at the approaching figure.
It was a middle-aged man in a python robe. Though covered in blood, his eyes were still resolute and his aura undiminished. It was none other than King Changping, the man being pursued by the figure in black!