"No good, 10 Dense Fog Giants are still not enough to restrain him, unless I can bring out 100 of them," Ye Feng furrowed his brows.
But the thod of deploying 100 Dense Fog Giants was also impractical because if there were too few tree roots, they would pose no threat at all.
Therefore, Ye Feng quickly changed his tactics; he gathered all 10 Dense Fog Giants to guard the one ford by the Main Roots.
He no longer intended to actively restrict the opponent’s movent but instead adopted a defensive strategy.
As long as the opponent ca to attack, no matter which Dense Fog Giant was targeted, the rest could swarm up for a counterattack.
Sure enough, after Ye Feng changed his tactics, it was Ling’s turn to frown.
He could deploy his movent technique to easily shake off the entanglent of these Dense Fog Giants, provided there was enough space.
Now that the opponent had contracted together, his movent technique was not so easy to deploy.
Moreover, the opponent could adopt a defensive approach and engage in a war of attrition, but he could not, because the effect of the Diamond-shaped Crystal Stone was ti-limited.
One minute had already passed, and not only did he have to smash all these tree roots, but he also had to track down the opponent’s main body through them. It was clear he could not afford to drag this out any longer.
"Very well, let’s see just how many tree roots you have for to smash," Ling said coldly.
Next, the battle situation in the field instantly shifted to Ling’s offensive and Ye Feng’s defensive play.
Ling’s every attack was powerful and heavy; if Ye Feng was hit, a section of the tree root would inevitably be smashed.
Of course, Ye Feng was not purely defensive; he also continuously sought opportunities to counterattack.
Ling was wary of the attacks ford by Ye Feng’s 250 tree roots conglorated together, but he wasn’t too concerned with the attacks ford by 25 tree roots.
He would dodge if possible, and if not, he would just withstand the hit directly—after all, with the strength of a thousand tons, even taking a direct hit was not a big issue.
After attacking several tis, Ye Feng also discovered this, so he changed his tactics once again, switching from lashing to entangling.
If his attacks could not inflict much damage, then he might as well use his Devouring Ability as the primary ans of attack.
Sure enough, as Ye Feng’s tactics changed, Ling began to feel uncomfortable.
But by then, he no longer had a better way to cope and could only tear apart the tree roots entangling him while attacking the Dense Fog Giant ford by 250 tree roots.
Subsequently, in the offense and defense between the two, they fought for nearly five more minutes.
During these five minutes, Ling’s frenzied attacks had smashed Ye Feng’s tree roots nearly 100 tis.
However, he was starting to despair as he realized that the opponent’s tree roots seed endless, still stretching out incessantly.
anwhile, he kept losing Spiritual Energy through Devour, with over 50,000 Spirit Points depleted, and his body had even slimd down a whole size. Even the Rule Power within him felt as though it had decreased by nearly a tenth.
Whoosh!
After once again smashing Ye Feng’s tree roots, he didn’t linger but instead quickly retreated, panting slightly, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Even without a ti limit, if he continued to drag out the fight, he was sowhat uncertain whether he or his opponent would perish first.
As for Ye Feng, seeing the opponent withdraw, he couldn’t help but feel a bit regretful.
He wasn’t at all afraid of such a war of attrition. Although his tree roots had been smashed more than a hundred tis in the short span of five minutes,
he was doing his utmost to minimize damage throughout the process.
Every ti the opponent was about to strike, he would retract the tree roots as much as possible to ensure the section that was smashed was as short as possible.
Therefore, the lengths of tree roots Ling smashed were only around thirty to forty ters each ti and never exceeded fifty ters.
Which ans, in those five minutes, even if he had smashed Ye Feng’s tree roots over a hundred tis, the total length was only about 4000 ters.
Yet, the total length of Ye Feng’s tree roots was 15,500 ters, and the length smashed by the opponent was less than a third of the total length.
What’s more, Ye Feng’s tree roots weren’t finished growing.
His rate of root repair was already terrifying, and after breaking through to the Fifth Order, he had obtained the Life Healing ability; with both combined, he only needed about 15 minutes to grow out a new tree root.
By calculation, in five minutes, his tree roots could grow approximately 5166 ters.
Thus, Ling’s rate of smashing tree roots couldn’t even keep up with Ye Feng’s repair rate.
In addition, Ye Feng had Devoured an enormous 120 million Spirit Points and Bioenergy from beasts before, not fearing a war of attrition at all.
Let alone fighting for five minutes, even if it went on for five days and nights, he wouldn’t back down in the slightest.
However, Ling’s next move started to make Ye Feng vigilant.
Ling’s body surged with Spiritual Energy, which seed like he was using Spiritual Attachnt but was slightly different.
All the Spiritual Energy gathered behind him, gradually forming the shape of wings.
Ye Feng could only marvel at such control over Spiritual Energy; even with the enhancent of his spiritual power, he couldn’t accomplish it.
Then he saw Ling flap these wings, and his entire body actually took flight.
Seeing Ling’s action, Ye Feng suddenly felt alard; he had guessed what the opponent was planning to do.
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