Whoosh. Whoosh. Whoosh.
In an instant, the sky was filled with countless streaks of azure light. As Bai Feng’s final strike descended, those streaks surged downward like a storm of teors, drawing brilliant trails through the air as they rained toward Li Yun in an overwhelming torrent.
Wind was intangible and ever-changing. It could be gentle, violent, or razor-sharp. What Bai Feng displayed at this mont was the sharpest aspect of wind, carrying enough force to tear apart mountains.
Once he grew even slightly serious, his destructive power beca terrifying. Even a half-step Qi Sea Realm martial artist would find it difficult to withstand such an attack and could easily be injured.
Yet Li Yun remained calm.
"Still not fast enough."
A faint smile lingered on his face, as if the overwhelming assault before him ant nothing. Whether it was confidence or natural composure, it was impossible to tell.
With a soft voice, he raised his hand once again and used it as a blade, cutting forward through the air.
Bang. Bang. Bang.
In a single instant, Li Yun unleashed hundreds of hand strikes. Each one struck with perfect precision, intercepting the incoming azure streaks. The violent force behind his attacks shattered them one after another.
Within monts, the sky filled with azure light collapsed completely, leaving nothing behind.
Seeing the collapse of the attack, Li Yun’s eyes narrowed slightly. Without hesitation, he activated the Raging Wind Tiger Art. His figure blurred and in the next instant he had already crossed the distance, appearing directly in front of Bai Feng. His palm shot forward, aiming straight at Bai Feng’s chest with overwhelming force.
Bai Feng’s pupils shrank the mont he sensed that speed.
"So fast!"
He reacted imdiately. A sphere of condensed wind ford in his palm as he struck forward to intercept the incoming attack.
Bang.
The collision erupted with a heavy impact. Bai Feng’s body was thrown backward like a ragdoll before he managed to regain control. Thanks to the layer of wind protecting him, he did not take the attack directly, but even so, the force behind Li Yun’s strike sent him sliding back five or six ters.
Although he was not injured, the sheer power contained within that palm left his expression shaken.
"Wind Intent? I did not expect that you have also comprehended Wind Intent."
Bai Feng steadied himself and stared at Li Yun with clear surprise.
An ordinary martial artist at the seventh level of the Xiantian Realm could never achieve such speed. Even a peak ninth-level cultivator would struggle to reach that level. The only explanation was the use of a Martial Dao concept, and what Li Yun had just displayed was unmistakably Wind Intent.
Li Yun nodded calmly.
"That is correct. Your speed is fast, but mine is not any slower. If speed is all you rely on, then this battle will end in your defeat."
Bai Feng let out a cold laugh.
"Do not misunderstand. Do not compare your speed to mine. I have only been toying with you until now. The ga ends here. I will show you what true mastery of Wind Intent looks like and teach you what it ans to know your place."
As his voice fell, his body trembled slightly. The azure light surrounding him grew brighter, and a profound and mysterious aura surged outward. It was the full release of his Wind Intent.
"Wind Like Body!"
With a loud shout, Bai Feng unleashed a powerful movent technique.
In an instant, a strange gale swept across the arena. The air within dozens of ters was filled with swirling azure winds that surged in every direction. It felt as though the entire battlefield had transford into a world governed by wind itself.
A faint smile appeared on Bai Feng’s lips.
Then, his figure vanished.
No, it did not simply disappear. It blended into the wind.
Wherever the azure gale flowed, Bai Feng existed within it.
"This movent technique is a high-grade Profound rank art. It is truly profound."
A trace of seriousness appeared in Li Yun’s eyes. Although he was not afraid of Bai Feng’s speed, he knew very well that soone ranked fourth on the Top Ten List could not be taken lightly.
At that mont, a voice suddenly echoed.
"Take this!"
A sharp gust cut through the air.
Before Li Yun could even turn, a cyan spear materialized beneath his left side, its tip glowing with azure light. The attack ca from an extrely tricky angle, swift and precise, aiming to pierce straight through him.
Clang.
In the next instant, Li Yun raised his hand and caught the spear with his bare palm.
Bai Feng’s eyes widened in disbelief.
"How is this possible?"
He was completely stunned. That strike carried the power of ten percent Wind Intent, sharp enough to tear through steel, yet Li Yun had stopped it with his bare hand. Not only that, he held it firmly, as if it were nothing more than an ordinary stick, making it impossible for Bai Feng to pull it free.
"Do you want to see true speed?" Li Yun said quietly. "Then I will show you."
As his voice fell, blue lightning began to flicker around his body. In an instant, radiant wings of lightning ford behind his back, crackling with power. At the sa ti, both Wind Intent and Lightning Intent surged together.
Then he vanished.
Bai Feng’s expression changed as he hurriedly scanned the arena, but there was no trace of Li Yun anywhere. Only faint flashes of blue lightning flickered around the battlefield, appearing and disappearing in an instant.
"Bai Feng, this is true speed," Li Yun’s voice echoed from all directions, making it impossible to determine his location. "You take pride in your speed, but in front of mine, it amounts to nothing."
"Damn!" Bai Feng panicked at this mont. The fact Li Yun was better at what he was specialized in almost broke him down ntally.
"I am on your right." The whisper sounded directly beside Bai Feng’s ear, yet in the sa instant, Li Yun’s figure appeared from the opposite side. His movent was so fast that it defied perception.
His right hand surged with blue lightning as he unleashed the Lightning Armant Hand. With a casual flick, his palm struck Bai Feng’s arm.
Bang!
Bai Feng was sent flying across the arena, his body crashing heavily into the distant wall.
If that strike had been aid at his head instead of his arm, the battle would have ended with his death.
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