Doomsday Summoning Frenzy

Ahead, Old Tang's face was contorted, veins bulging, as his heavy fist came crashing down like the sky collapsing. Yet, it was firmly intercepted by Wen Yu's wrist, not giving an inch.

A tremendous force surged from Wen Yu's wrist, causing it to creak under pressure. In this direct confrontation, Wen Yu managed to block the punch, though his legs bent and the ground beneath him shattered, his body embedded half a meter deep like a nail. Nonetheless, the fact remained — despite Wen Yu’s efforts, the most terrifying reality occurred: even in a simple contest of physical attributes, Tang Haofei still didn’t hold an absolute advantage!

“How is this possible!”

Fran, beside Lin Haifeng, gaped in disbelief, her mouth open wide enough to fit an egg as she watched the two men locked in a stalemate on the arena.

Lin Haifeng sighed.

“Wen Yu's physical attributes are unclear, but they can't possibly compare to Tang Haofei's. In this situation, the difference in their physical attributes seems to be only about two to three times at most. This doesn’t seem right.”

Indeed, something felt off...

After being ambushed by Tang Haofei, Wen Yu had already sensed that something was amiss with him — his racial talent was around 200,000, which was unaffected by any external factors. This was the terrifying aspect of racial talent compared to physical attributes; even if Tang Haofei's attributes were reduced to just 1 point due to some skill, paired with over 200,000 in physical attributes, he would still overshadow normal practitioners.

However, Tang Haofei's current physical attributes were puzzling — based on Wen Yu’s estimation, Old Tang’s physical attributes (including skill enhancements) were only around 10 million points. Such a level of physical attributes, combined with his racial talent, did not give him an absolute advantage against Wen Yu.

Letting up? No... Given the emergence of the Layered Battlefield, there was absolutely no way either of them would hold back in the fight for Sequence One. Wen Yu needed the Layered Battlefield to survive, and Tang Haofei absolutely didn't want it falling into Wen Yu's hands. The significance of the Eternal Sky City was evident; such a supreme treasure could not be allowed to fall into the hands of Wen Yu, the "World Destroyer."

So... this might be all Tang Yi could muster right now...

The pressure from Wen Yu's right wrist surged in wave after wave. Watching Tang Haofei grit his teeth with effort, Wen Yu suddenly let out a low chuckle.

"With 10 million in physical attributes and 200,000 in racial talent, I have 9 million in physical attributes and 3,000 in racial talent, with skills enhanced over tenfold. The gap is about seven times; this is surprisingly easy..."

His voice was soft, barely audible to the two locked in combat. Upon hearing this, Tang Haofei’s face darkened, and in his agitation, he suddenly eased the pressure in his hand. However, that half-step back provided Wen Yu with an immediate opportunity to counterattack!

The power from Wen Yu's right wrist quickly shifted throughout his body. He retreated half a step with his left foot, and the immense strength completely plowed through the arena floor. Then, he raised his left fist, his body taut like a drawn bow, and then unleashed a punch!

This punch was unremarkable, barely producing a sound, let alone matching the kind of physical attacks that could tear through space like Tang Haofei’s. But the speed was incredible. Just as Tang Haofei began to react, Wen Yu's left fist struck at his lower back...

Upon contact, it felt merely like a mosquito bite, producing only a slight pain at first. However, the full force of the punch surged forth, combining Wen Yu’s own strength with the entirety of Tang Haofei's explosive power from suppressing him! Like a floodgate bursting open, the tremendous impact erupted from Tang Haofei's lower back, exploding from within his body!

The intense pain instantly drained all strength from Tang Haofei.