Drip! Drip! Drip...
After an unknown amount of time, Yi Feipeng's eyes gradually brightened.
He began to move slowly. As he moved, his speed increased, and finally, in the sight of everyone, he seemed to have generated streaks of afterimages.
Even their vision could no longer keep up with his movement speed.
Seeing this, all the disciples of the Swift Wind Tower's eyes immediately lit up with excitement.
With such speed, only the Tower Master could possibly be slightly superior in the world!
"Such speed!"
Feeling Yi Feipeng's speed, Ye Cangtian also marveled inwardly.
The opponent's speed, while not matching his own, had also crossed the threshold of the Heavenly Realm's mid-stage!
Considering the opponent was only at the early Heavenly Realm cultivation!
Whoosh!
As Ye Cangtian's mind wandered, a piercing sound reached his ears.
In an instant, Ye Cangtian was startled by the sound of the wind breaking. By the time he reacted, the opponent's claw had already reached him.
Seeing this, Ye Cangtian did not hesitate. He grabbed the Death Scythe with one hand and began to spin it.
His goal was simple: to force the opponent back.
If the opponent did not retreat, he would naturally be able to injure him, but the Death Scythe would definitely sever the opponent's arm.
Under such circumstances, he did not believe the opponent would dare to attack.
As expected, the moment the Death Scythe spun, Yi Feipeng's expression changed drastically, and he immediately aborted the attack.
"Heh heh, opportunity knocks but once!"
Seeing the opponent retreat, Ye Cangtian sneered, and then his figure flickered.
"What!"
Looking at Ye Cangtian's speed catching up to him, Yi Feipeng's eyes widened in disbelief.
How could he know that Ye Cangtian had been hiding his strength!
In his eyes, Ye Cangtian was only at the early Heavenly Realm cultivation, yet his current speed could match his own. How was this possible!
It should be known that what he was using was the ultimate skill of the Swift Wind Tower, Swift Wind!
With the same cultivation, no one's speed could surpass the Swift Wind Tower!
"Hmph! You dare to be distracted while fighting me, you're asking for trouble!"
At this moment, Ye Cangtian saw Yi Feipeng's astonished gaze and sneered.
Along with his words, Ye Cangtian's Death Scythe also swung.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
With three crisp sounds, Yi Feipeng's claw guards were completely destroyed by the Death Scythe, and even his hand was left with a deep wound.
Claw guards, as a weapon, were not used by many even in ancient times.
He had not found an artifact-grade claw guard left from ancient times. The one he was currently using was custom-made with the help of the Armor Building.
Although it was close to master-level, there was still a significant gap compared to an artifact-grade weapon like the Death Scythe.
Moreover, the Death Scythe itself possessed a severe corrosive attack. Thus, after only three clashes, his claw guards were shattered by the opponent.
"This..."
Looking at the blood dripping from Yi Feipeng's hand, the people of the Swift Wind Tower became anxious.
Ye Cangtian's Death Scythe was too domineering. Even if Yi Feipeng switched to claw guards, they would be destroyed again within two or three attacks.
In this situation, what was the difference from not having any weapons?
And in such a battle, without weapons, it was a definite disadvantage!
They were all sweating for Yi Feipeng.
On the other side, Yi Feipeng, who was on the stage, naturally understood what everyone was thinking, but his expression remained quite calm.
This kind of battle was a test of skill. It was no one's fault that the opponent had such a powerful weapon.
The next moment, he took out another pair of claw guards, put them on, and kept a distance from Ye Cangtian.
Since he could not surpass the opponent in speed, it was meaningless to continue fighting at close range. Instead, he might be crushed by the opponent, as the quality of his weapon was truly inferior.
Therefore, in this situation, the best tactic for him was to compete in ultimate moves and strive to resolve the opponent.
With this thought, Yi Feipeng's claws began to move before him.
With each swing, a claw formed by spiritual energy would appear around him.
In a short period, over a thousand claws had gathered around him, and this number was still increasing.
"Heavenly Punishment Ghost Claws!"
All the disciples of the Swift Wind Tower became excited again.
This was Yi Feipeng's famous ultimate skill. Every time Yi Feipeng used this move, he had never been defeated!
On the other side of the stage, Ye Cangtian looked at the sky full of claws and a faint smile appeared on his face.
Then, he swung the Death Scythe in his hand, and a dragon's roar echoed throughout the venue.
"What kind of move is that!"
As the dragon's roar sounded, a colossal dragon head appeared in everyone's sight, and everyone was stunned.
Just by sensing the power of the dragon head, they were already breaking out in a cold sweat.
"Kill!"
At this moment, Yi Feipeng's voice was cold and sharp.
He also sensed the powerful aura of the dragon head, but he had to proceed!
The next instant, all the claws around him blasted towards Ye Cangtian!
At the same time, the Blind Dragon that Ye Cangtian unleashed, with a high-pitched dragon's roar, met the sky full of claws!
Boom boom boom...
In an instant, countless roars erupted from the Blind Dragon.
The moment each claw touched the Blind Dragon, it was directly shattered by the Blind Dragon's formidable power.
"This..."
Seeing the Heavenly Punishment Ghost Claws being destroyed by the opponent, Yi Feipeng was dumbfounded. With his strongest move failing to deal with the opponent, he was truly at a loss.
Although he thought this, the opponent's Blind Dragon had not yet dissipated, and he had to resist it, otherwise he could still be seriously injured.
In a hurry, Yi Feipeng crossed his claws in front of his chest and blocked with all his might.
Clang!
In almost an instant, his claws were completely shattered by the Blind Dragon, and Yi Feipeng's eyes widened again.
He had not expected the Blind Dragon to still possess such power after the consumption of the Heavenly Punishment Ghost Claws.
However, it was too late for him to resist. Now, he could only rely on his protective spiritual energy to block forcefully.
But just as he was fully supporting his protective spiritual energy, a strange scene occurred.
After the Blind Dragon shattered his weapons, it should have hit him directly, but it didn't.
Instead, the dragon head made a ninety-degree turn and blasted straight towards the sky. It wasn't until it had flown tens of meters high that the dragon head exploded.
Feeling the aftermath of the dragon head's explosion, Yi Feipeng was instantly stunned.
He knew that Ye Cangtian had shown mercy this time. If that dragon head had hit him, his protective spiritual energy might not have been able to block it.
In that case, at best, he might have been injured and lost the ability to fight back, and at worst, his meridians might have been destroyed.
Thinking about it, he looked at Ye Cangtian, bowed, and said, "Thank you for showing mercy. I concede!"
Yi Feipeng engraved Ye Cangtian's actions in his heart and directly chose to surrender.
After all, not everyone would retract their moves at the last moment.
Firstly, it was very difficult to retract one's move at that point, and it might even cause self-harm.
Secondly, although the two sides were sparring, their relationship was very tense. Therefore, in such a situation, most people would directly choose to heavily injure their opponent.
After all, no one would say anything in such a situation.
But Ye Cangtian did not do so. Instead, he forcefully redirected the attack, preventing him from being injured.
This act alone made him deeply admire Ye Cangtian.
"This..."
Seeing Yi Feipeng concede, Wan Mingxuan was stunned on the spot, his expression extremely ugly.
What he least wanted to see was a scene like this, where both sides stopped when they should. Instead, he would have preferred to see Ye Cangtian directly cripple Yi Feipeng.
Because with the outcome as it was now, he could not instigate a conflict between them!
Damn it, what was this Ye Cangtian thinking!
Why did he hold back...
On the other side, Ye Cangtian saw Yi Feipeng concede and also retracted his Death Scythe.
Looking at the other party, he smiled slightly and said, "It's just a spar. There's no need to fight to the death! It's best to stop when you should!"
Yi Feipeng nodded upon hearing this, then looked at Wan Mingxuan and said, "Mingxuan, Uncle-Master has done his best. You should do it yourself. Don't trouble others!"
Giggle giggle...
Hearing this sound, Wan Mingxuan was almost grinding his teeth to dust.
But at this point, he had no other way to turn the situation around, so he could only accept his fate!
The next moment, he raised his large hand, preparing to shatter the meridians throughout his body.
"Wait!"
Just then, Ye Cangtian finally spoke, stopping Wan Mingxuan, and then said, "Second Tower Master, as long as he sincerely repents and apologizes truthfully, then let this matter be forgotten..."