A spatial fissure was rely a fraction, not even one-thousandth of the length of Ye Feng’s tree roots.
But if they tried to withstand these spatial fissure attacks with their bodies like Ye Feng did, they would lose at least an arm.
"Not only that, the reason he dares to use his tree roots to block them is mainly because of that terrifying restoration ability. I’ve never seen such an exaggerated restoration ability before; it’s scarier than any secret technique," said the Angel Strongman Kana Dal, shaking his head.
The other Eighth Order Strongn also understood that this was the real crux of the matter.
"Ke Le Luo, no wonder your Crowman subordinate’s use of the ’Death Curse Matrix’ couldn’t touch him at all. Turns out he had such a trick up his sleeve; if we had known, we wouldn’t have wasted our efforts," said the Dragon Strongman Emre, unable to hold back his words.
During the previous battle, because they were far away and Ye Feng deliberately concealed himself with dense fog, not to speak of them, even those Seventh Order Strongn who clashed with Ye Feng might not be aware of his terrifying restoration ability.
If anyone might know about it, it would likely be Ling. But for so reason, Ling had not fully disclosed the information about Ye Feng.
"What do we do now? Shall we join forces and defend?" the Angel Strongman Kana Dal asked.
"Kana Dal, we can’t do anything to him unless we unleash our Eighth Order power," ca the reply.
"Of course, if you’re willing to unleash your strength and take him down, we naturally support that. And we won’t compete with you for first place," said the Lava Giant Ulos.
The rest fell silent, signaling their implicit agreent.
If Kana Dal couldn’t help but take action, that would be for the best.
If he unleashed his Eighth Order power and took Ye Feng down, they wouldn’t mind giving up the first place at all.
The second place still had 900 points, only just 100 points less. But that would an one less formidable competitor for them to contend with later.
Angel Strongman Kana Dal glanced at everyone, well aware of what they were thinking. He could only take a deep breath and suppress the killing intent in his heart for the mont.
It certainly wasn’t worth using his most important trump card for a subordinate.
While nobody wanted to take action, Ye Feng soon caught up and even surpassed them.
With this overtaking, he took the lead from Yao Yao.
Ye Feng reached the 70,000-ter platform at the fastest speed, followed by the 80,000 and 90,000-ter marks.
In fact, before reaching 90,000 ters, they faced the sa dangers, dealing with those terrifying spatial fissures.
It’s just that the higher up they went, the denser the spatial fissures beca.
Ye Feng glanced down, just as those Eighth Order Strongn were barely crossing the 80,000-ter platform, heading towards him.
But by now, the density of spatial fissures had increased at least tenfold from what it was at the 60,000-ter platform.
Under these circumstances, it was not sothing they could simply dodge.
Essentially, every one to two hundred ters they advanced, these Eighth Order Strongn would be attacked by a spatial fissure.
Even though they deployed secret techniques to defend against them, facing fissures with the true power of the Seventh Order, they kept getting injured and looked quite bedraggled.
Ye Feng observed for a mont, then set off toward the 100,000-ter platform at the mountain’s peak.
However, as soon as he stepped onto the stairway, the smile on his face instantly vanished.
"Holy shit! Is this so kind of joke? Are these trials really ant for Sixth Order Creatures?" Ye Feng exclaid in disbelief.
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