Published: February 24, 2025
Chapter 15: Ruthless Counterattack!
Blood gushed down from Tan Yun’s forehead, instantly blurring his vision, and his sight fell into endless crimson!
“Whoosh!”
In the midst of pain, a flash of sword aura surged toward Tan Yun’s neck.
Relying on his bare hands to tear apart a mid-grade spirit weapon, Tan Yun kicked off the platform with his feet, propelling himself backward like a cannonball for several zhang!
“Hmph, your spiritual power is nearly depleted, and you can't even take your weapon out from the Qiankun Ring! What qualifications do you have to compete with me? Go die!” Wang Fuchen sneered, gliding just five zhang above ground, holding his sword, and slashing down at the retreating Tan Yun!
“Enough of your nonsense! If you want to kill me, you’re dreaming!” As Tan Yun was propelled backwards, he pushed off the platform with his left leg, launching himself to the right like a sharp arrow. However, Wang Fuchen's sword broke through Tan Yun's back, the sword tip stained with his spurting blood, leaving a deep gash on his back that could see the bone!
“Whoosh!”
“Die!” Wang Fuchen turned into a wisp of shadow, instantly appearing above the unsteady Tan Yun, and stomped down toward his throat!
“Bang... Bang!”
At the first sound, Tan Yun hastily crossed his arms to block, and with the second sound, it seemed as though he had been kicked away with no power to fight back, flying ten zhang away, like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto the platform!
Could Tan Yun’s robust physique really be kicked away by Wang Fuchen?
No! Of course not!
Just moments ago, Tan Yun crossed his arms in defense with two purposes: first, he wanted to gauge how strong Wang Fuchen was, given that his spiritual power was nearly exhausted; second, he was feigning weakness to confuse Wang Fuchen and lay the groundwork to unleash the primordial divine eye!
Tan Yun’s soul was as powerful as the ninth level of spirit embryo realm. If he activated the primordial divine eye when his opponent was vigilant, it would have almost no effect. But if he did it when his opponent was careless, perhaps there would be unexpected gains!
“Cough, cough…”
Tan Yun lay on the ground, coughing up a mouthful of blood, appearing weak and dispirited!
“Pfft! Overestimating yourself!” Wang Fuchen, looking disdainfully at Tan Yun, felt the broad sword in his hand becoming heavier.
A sudden realization hit him: he knew his spiritual power was about to run out.
Once his spiritual power was exhausted, he wouldn’t even be able to lift the thousand-jin broad sword with both hands!
Wang Tianyou seemed to see through his son’s impending exhaustion of spiritual power and loudly warned, “Fuchen, from the first round of pressure assessment, it’s clear this kid has a robust physique. Once your spiritual power runs out, you will undoubtedly lose. Quickly kill him!”
“Understood, father!” Wang Fuchen stepped closer to Tan Yun, sword in hand!
Mu Mengyi observed this and quietly reminded Tan Yun, “Joining the Sacred Sect is certainly important, but if you lose your life, everything becomes meaningless.”
Tan Yun understood she was advising him to concede for his life!
At this moment, millions of city residents locked their gazes on the powerless Tan Yun, predicting he would choose to concede for self-preservation!
“Hmph, even if you concede, this City Lord will never let you go!” Wang Tianyou thought to himself as Tan Yun looked at the icy beauty, Mu Mengyi, and said resolutely, “I appreciate the messenger’s kind intentions. I, as a junior… will never concede!”
Tan Yun’s words caused an uproar among the crowd!
Some admired Tan Yun’s courage; others thought he was clueless about his own limitations, foolishly seeking death!
Faced with Tan Yun’s ungratefulness, Mu Mengyi felt a twinge of displeasure and decided to say no more.
Tan Yun left her with the impression of being reckless and ignorant!
“Never concede? Hahaha… then die!” Wang Fuchen suddenly wielded his sword, leaping thirty zhang into the air, injecting the remaining spiritual power into his arms. He then began to dance his hands, generating a powerful sword curtain spanning three zhang, like a cage of sword aura, rapidly descending upon Tan Yun!