However, with the Dragon Lord’s defense and recovery power rivaling that of a True Dragon, it was impossible for him to be killed in a short period of ti; as long as they could delay for a while, he would be rescued.
Ji Xinghuo had already sensed a dragon flying towards him through the magnetic field induction, specifically Linyan Yongfeng’s dragon.
At the sa ti, the two Feather Kings stationed in the arena were also about to make their move.
In Yunxiao City, several powerful figures were rushing over, including legends and even a Heavenly King, totaling six or seven!
In at most one minute, the riot in the arena would be suppressed.
"We can’t delay any longer."
Ji Xinghuo’s face was covered with a cloth, only his eyes visible; he stealthily approached Linyan Yongfeng from the ground using the Winged People as cover.
At this mont, he was less than ten ters from Linyan Yongfeng.
Just another five ters forward, and he would enter Linyan Yongfeng’s extrely delicate perception range, being detected by him.
This was the conclusion drawn from observing the opponent continuously over the past few days.
That perception range was very small, only five ters.
It could even be just three ters!
In the Wanxiang Star Pupil interface, that arrow was flashing intensely, pointing at Linyan Yongfeng in the crowd.
Ji Xinghuo deftly avoided the Winged People rushing from his side; he no longer hesitated, picked up a blood-stained scimitar that belonged to a deceased Winged Person from the ground.
His right pupil flashed slightly.
Myriad Phenona!
In an instant, the whole world seed to stand still, all matter and information around him were mapped in his mind, revealing streams of illusory light in his vision, predicting the future in an incomprehensible way, each outco displaying before him.
Ji Xinghuo obtained the most optimal process in his mind, as well as the outco he desired.
Then, he moved.
Flash Step!
Ji Xinghuo flashed forward seven or eight steps, his body slightly bent, a Kuang Diao Clan Winged Person happened to fall from the sky, blocking him from Linyan Yongfeng’s imdiate view.
Clang!
The Kuang Diao Clan Winged Person clashed with Linyan Yongfeng with a huge axe; the Dragon Lord’s powerful strength knocked him away.
Ji Xinghuo used Flash Step again.
Timing was exquisite down to the last millisecond; right before the Kuang Diao Clan was knocked away, Ji Xinghuo flashed to the left rear side of Linyan Yongfeng, blocked by another Winged Person from the Cuiyu Clan.
The Cuiyu Clan’s speed was extrely fast, holding a short sword, bent at the waist and rushed forward, aiming for a sneak attack on Linyan Yongfeng’s back.
A soft sound.
The short sword stabbed into the back of Linyan Yongfeng’s heart but was caught by the hard dragon scales, unable to penetrate further. Linyan Yongfeng seed to have anticipated this, spun around, his left hand as sharp as dragon claws, piercing directly through the Winged Person’s heart; high-temperature White Flas burst, instantly turning the Winged Person to ashes.
As the ashes scattered, Ji Xinghuo’s figure erged from behind the flas.
Between the two, there was no longer any obstruction.
The distance was only three steps!
At such a close range, already within Linyan Yongfeng’s powerful perception range, the stealth state was completely ineffective; he imdiately spotted Ji Xinghuo, and their eyes collided for the first ti face to face.
Linyan Yongfeng sensed a vast yet fine piece of information.
But there was a montary delay.
It was the first ti there was a glitch in his perception, and it was at this critical mont.
Almost instantly, though Linyan Yongfeng didn’t understand what was happening, he realized this was the most dangerous mont of his life. The necklace on his neck provided a perception that the Human in front of him was no ordinary enemy, he had a unique ability just like himself!
Linyan Yongfeng’s mind worked like lightning; he imdiately abandoned attacking the other Winged People, knowing he had to prioritize killing this man.
He unleashed his broadsword without holding back.
This strike, contained his decades of combat experience and Martial Arts will, pre-empting the enemy’s many potential reactions, each with a corresponding contingency.
Ji Xinghuo’s scimitar was a step faster; the Rotating Magnetic Field was already fully activated, and the Acceleration Ring had taken effect long ago.
He chopped with his blade.
Electricity danced along the blade edge, on the verge of colliding with Linyan Yongfeng’s broadsword.
In the nick of ti, Ji Xinghuo disappeared.
Instant Step!
Ji Xinghuo suddenly appeared at Linyan Yongfeng’s side, the scimitar already halfway through its swing, slashing directly at the enemy’s neck.
Linyan Yongfeng stepped sideways with his left foot, pulling away just in ti.
He could use Flash Step too.
But as soon as his Flash Step reached its endpoint, Ji Xinghuo was already there a step ahead. Using Flash Step as well, as if foreseeing the future, the scimitar still aid for the neck, it was as though neither had moved, their relative position and distance along with their actions unchanged.
A flash of horror crossed Linyan Yongfeng’s eyes, but his reaction was not delayed as he used Flash Step again.
His vision blurred montarily.
In an instant, Linyan Yongfeng returned to his previous position, yet Ji Xinghuo, like a shadow impossible to shake, was still before him.
Linyan Yongfeng flashed again.
Ji Xinghuo followed suit, again half a step quicker.
This ti, anticipating Linyan Yongfeng’s move, he aid the broadsword toward his own side, the spot where Ji Xinghuo had landed in the previous two Flash Steps. However, Ji Xinghuo appeared to his right, the sharp scimitar now even closer, just a palm’s width from his neck.
Linyan Yongfeng could only Flash Step away again, attacking his own right side, and Ji Xinghuo was still there, this ti on the left.
He guessed wrong again.
The two exchanged positions multiple tis in the blink of an eye, but within a very confined area, as the space around them was occupied by the Winged People, preventing them from flashing too far.
Flash Step required a great deal of Star Power and physical strength; after four continuous Flash Steps, Linyan Yongfeng’s condition finally overloaded, his body unable to bear the strain.
"Roar!"
Linyan Yongfeng burst out with White Phosphorus Fire, the surging white flas spreading outwards.
Ji Xinghuo’s figure disappeared.
But it only vanished for a very brief mont before reappearing exactly where he was, skillfully avoiding the close-range blast of flas, his scimitar finally making its hit.
At that mont, Linyan Yongfeng’s Star Power and physical condition were at their lowest, and although he possessed all the information, he could only watch helplessly as the scimitar slashed into his neck.
Splurt!
Dragon scales shattered, blood spurted.
The high voltage current on the blade burst forth into Linyan Yongfeng’s body, paralyzing him for half a breath, yet he adapted instantly.
Ji Xinghuo’s stroke did not sever his head; the Dragon Lord’s defense was too strong, and the quality of the scimitar not good enough, penetrating only about a third into the neck before the blade got stuck.
Linyan Yongfeng’s eyes were fierce, showing no fear.
He knew he would not die.
While Ji Xinghuo’s scimitar was stuck in his neck, Linyan Yongfeng’s broadsword erupted with Sword Qi, covering Ji Xinghuo from all angles, but once again missing its target.
Ji Xinghuo had already abandoned the scimitar in advance.
Flash Step!
Due to excessive blood loss, Linyan Yongfeng’s brain reactions slowed; his vision blurred, feeling sothing swiftly passing by his side and then quickly moving away.
The very next mont, Linyan Yongfeng realized what had happened.
The necklace he had worn around his neck for many years, never leaving his body, had been taken by the enemy! The intent of that strike was never his neck but to sever the necklace!
Instantly, Linyan Yongfeng lost that imnse Perception ability.
He plumted dramatically!
His mind in utter chaos, his eyes wide with panic, a feeling he hadn’t experienced in many years surged through his mind, the world around him becoming strange and complex as if he had been knocked from the clouds to the underworld, struggling to adapt, sowhat at a loss.
What followed was boundless madness and rage.
Linyan Yongfeng turned to the Human Race, but only saw a faint figure fading into the crowd, vanishing in an instant.
"Co back!"
Rage overwhelming him, he yelled frantically, wanting to pursue but was blocked by a multitude of Winged People.
The surrounding Winged People only thought about killing Linyan Yongfeng, seeing him seriously wounded and bleeding, they seized the mont of his weakness and ferociously attacked.
Suddenly losing the necklace, Linyan Yongfeng’s strength greatly reduced, and he was overwheld by the Winged People in less than ten seconds.
Multiple weapons, multiple attacks landed on him, worsening his injuries.
Linyan Yongfeng fell unconscious in agony.
anwhile, Ji Xinghuo had already circled around the surging crowd of Winged People and exited the Martial Arts Arena, quickly distancing himself from the scene.
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