Ye Feng fell to the ground, blood flowing from his body, nurous wounds appearing, his upper body already in tatters, hair disheveled, looking extrely helpless. Everyone beca excited after witnessing this scene and curiously asked, "Has Ye Feng failed?" With last ti’s lesson, they wouldn’t jump to conclusions this ti.
However, at this mont, Ye Feng unexpectedly leaped up effortlessly, stood up, and dusted off himself again.
"What!" Everyone present, including Tianqiong, was indescribably shocked. No one expected Ye Feng to stand up again, as this had already exceeded everyone’s imagination; they couldn’t fathom how Ye Feng managed it.
To be clear, Ye Feng had just been struck directly, yet Ye Feng remained relatively unscathed.
Everyone clearly sensed that Ye Feng’s aura was still incredibly strong, hardly diminished compared to before.
Despite Ye Feng appearing extrely disheveled, covered in injuries, they were actually all superficial.
Tianqiong’s attack rely broke Ye Feng’s skin, causing no serious injury whatsoever. Such superficial wounds weren’t even considered injuries to Ye Feng, already scabbing up, recovering in at most an hour.
"How is it possible!" Everyone stared at Ye Feng in shock; he seed indestructible, with defense so formidable. Tianqiong started panicking upon seeing this, as Ye Feng was still lively and energetic.
Tianqiong felt significantly depleted, fearing that if developnts continued, Ye Feng would undoubtedly reverse the decline and defeat him. As Superpower Academy’s lead and Divine Domain’s foremost genius, Tianqiong couldn’t permit such things to happen. Madness appeared in his eyes.
"Impossible, Ye Feng, you couldn’t be my match; today, you’ll die, you’ll die!" Tianqiong furiously scread, going hysterical, eyes bloodshot, face hideous.
Then, Tianqiong surged his aura to its peak, a terrifying wave spreading around him, crashing toward Ye Feng, whose gaze remained calm, looking at Tianqiong.
No emotional fluctuation existed in that gaze; to Tianqiong, Ye Feng’s eyes were full of arrogance, full of disdain, as if he didn’t consider Tianqiong at all, making Tianqiong feel extrely humiliated.
Since birth, no one had dared look down on him like that or use such eyes to view him.
Yet Ye Feng remained indifferent, completely disregarding Tianqiong.
"Trash, what kind of gaze is that, I want you dead!" With those words, Tianqiong unleashed his strongest attack.
Ye Feng slightly raised his hand, then grasped at the Void, instantly unleashing his terrifying Space Superpower.
"Shua!" A giant spatial passage appeared above Tianqiong’s head in an instant.
Tianqiong’s strongest strike hadn’t finished charging when a massive spiritual power hand erged from the spatial passage above, a hand Ye Feng conjured, radiating colorful light.
Due to Ye Feng’s Martial Arts cultivation being sealed, he couldn’t use True Essence, forcing him to gather spiritual power to form a giant hand, which appeared in everyone’s view.
The hand, seemingly capable of covering the sky, cast a shadow over the surroundings, exerting imnse pressure as the spiritual power hand pressed toward Tianqiong’s head.
The terrifying space gravity acted directly on Tianqiong, making him tremble uncontrollably.
In that mont, Tianqiong’s heart shook; he felt imnse humiliation, realizing Ye Feng was returning his own thods. Previously, Tianqiong had used a hand to suppress Ye Feng, and now Ye Feng did the sa to him.
Thinking of this, Tianqiong felt intense anger, feeling Ye Feng was insulting him.
"Trash Ye Feng, you think you can defeat ? Dream on, you won’t have that chance!" Tianqiong scread hysterically, then swung his long spear Dragon violently toward the spiritual power hand in the sky.
"Boom!" The Void exploded, fierce afterwaves surging forth, emitting a series of roars from the spiritual power hand.
The Void seed to cave like a bowl, sparking massive fire.
"Boom!" A dull explosion sounded, and within a flash, Ye Feng’s spiritual power hand and Tianqiong’s attack collided heavily, instantaneously releasing tsunami-like waves.
"Crack!" In an instant, the long spear emitted cracking sounds.
Tianqiong was directly suppressed by the intense pressure, causing his figure to sway uncontrollably, unable to stand firm.
"Clang!" A tallic collision resonance echoed, the long spear Dragon instantly broke, and the spear was knocked away.
"How is it possible!" Tianqiong shouted in greater shock as Ye Feng’s spiritual hand pressed down on his head, making Tianqiong tremble, his body’s bones creaking.
Shock filled Tianqiong’s eyes; he couldn’t fathom that his strongest attack was entirely ineffective against Ye Feng, easily repelled by Ye Feng’s spiritual hand.
But Tianqiong didn’t know that his so-called strongest strike wasn’t truly his strongest. Initially, Tianqiong used nearly forty percent of his spiritual power and True Essence for his strongest shot; the second ti, he used about thirty percent, and now on his third ti, he only used around twenty percent of his True Essence.
Therefore, this ti, the power of Tianqiong’s attack was only half its original strength, while Ye Feng’s spiritual power was vastly substantial, beyond Tianqiong’s imagination, even more robust than a late-stage True God’s spiritual power.
At this point, Ye Feng’s spiritual hand was at its most potent.
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