Chapter 1107: Chapter 1107: There’s Always a Higher Mountain
After creating an appropriate distance, Pei Yan did not choose to directly attack with the source energy wires compressed to their finest but decided to first probe with ordinary source energy threads.
More than ten source energy threads surrounded Yue Yong under his finger control. Facing such an attack, Yue Yong finally gave it the attention it deserved, using source energy to envelop his body, and with a wave of his hands, all the source energy threads were cut off.
Having witnessed the old captain’s nearly artistic manipulation of source energy, Pei Yan was not surprised by this result. After the initial trial, Pei Yan decisively used his ultimate move, compressing the source energy threads to a fineness indistinguishable by the human eye, greatly enhancing both their toughness and destructive power.
This time, Pei Yan attacked covertly without making large arm swings, lightly maneuvering with his fingers to launch a stealthy attack on Yue Yong. Yet, despite his subtlety, his offensive was still detected by the opponent. Just as the source energy threads were about to make contact with his body, Yue Yong suddenly retreated backward, following up with his hands transforming into blade-like forms, slashing at the seemingly empty void.
The entire process, seen by outsiders, seemed like Yue Yong was challenging intellect and courage against the air, a person inexplicably jumping up on stage and starting to slash and punch at the void. However, to Pei Yan and Lin Junzhao, it looked entirely different!
His source energy threads were actually cut off by the opponent! The source energy threads that had ambushed Di Xin and inflicted significant damage, were unexpectedly severed by an ordinary eighth-level ability user!
Pei Yan widened his eyes, staring incredulously at the elder in the distance. The fact that the elder could discern his source energy thread attack route did not surprise Pei Yan, but being able to so easily slash the threads did greatly exceed his expectations. This time, he had to break a few competition rules, using the mechanical eye within his left eye socket to continue attacking while analyzing the elder’s counteraction.
Soon, he understood how the opponent achieved this. Under the magnifying lens of the mechanical eye, the source energy wielded in Yue Yong’s palms differed from that of the rest of his body. These source energies were similarly repeatedly compressed and condensed, forming a thin wing-like, razor-sharp layer of Source Qi Blade on both sides of his palms.
If based solely on this face off against similarly compressed source energy wires, this blade would still be unable to easily sever them. What truly impressed Pei Yan was that this layer of Source Qi Blade was incredibly fluid!
Most source energy attacks, once condensed, their form remains largely stable on the surface, like source energy slashes, source energy threads; once restored to flowing energy, it starts to disperse, significantly reducing its power.
But the source energy knives between Yue Yong’s palms could always maintain a high-speed flow while in a condensed state, making this source energy knife akin to a high-powered chainsaw, effortlessly slicing through Pei Yan’s source energy threads.
"I yield!" Pei Yan retracted his source energy threads acknowledging sincerely, "Old Captain, your mastery over source energy truly opened my eyes. I should concede defeat right now, but I have one small request!"
"Speak!"
"Could you attack me this time while I defend? I’d like to see your methods in a source energy assault."
"No problem! Kid, watch closely!"
Yue Yong readily agreed and with a sudden burst of smoke, his figure vanished from the spot, and when the smoke cleared, Pei Yan could no longer sense even a trace of the opponent’s source energy aura on the stage.
The concealment technique! Pei Yan did not panic, since without a source energy lock, he relied on sound and vision to determine.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Several footsteps suddenly echoed from multiple directions on the stage, Pei Yan faintly smiled, the old man truly was keen-eyed, apparently aware of this, using multiple source energy clones to advance simultaneously and create sounds to confuse him.
At this moment, Pei Yan had a thought in mind, although it violated the previous competition regulations, he decided to give it a try. Resolute, his figure disappeared from the stage as well.
Pei Yan activated his special ability and fused with the Divine Artifact, concealing himself entirely on the stage.
This Divine Artifact was one among the seven absorbed in the Hell Plane, its prototype is a hat and doesn’t possess much offensive capability. Crafted using various materials with concealment traits, it blends space, elements, and source energy among various refinement methods, just like Feng Tianhe said, when a Divine Artifact adopts too much technology, it becomes over-complicated and the spirit weakens, leading to a lower rank. This Divine Artifact is like that, its only function is to hide the person wearing this hat nearly perfectly before anyone’s sight.
Unlike Yue Yong, who can only hide his aura and figure, this Divine Artifact can hide one’s self completely from sight, hearing, and even sensory perception. It’s this Divine Artifact fusion that allowed him to repeatedly evade the pursuits of the Bloodshath Triad from the arena.
Obviously, Pei Yan’s sudden disappearance caught Yue Yong off guard as well. The previously dense sounds of footsteps abruptly stopped, both sides at that moment chose to stay concealed, awaiting a flaw to appear when combat reignites.
Looking at the now empty stage, the spectators within the training ground appeared bewildered; throughout the entire training ground, only one person could simultaneously discern the actions of both individuals, the Master of Origin, Lin Junzhao. The rest could not perceive the duo’s concealment techniques; if Cen Xiaoran were healthy, perhaps he could rely on predictive methods to deduce their next actions and thus locate their whereabouts, but now his stamina was nearly exhausted and he could no longer exert his ability for predictions, so he could only squint his eyes and fixate on the stage, waiting for the battle to reignite.
Step! Step! Step! In the silent training ground, the sudden sound of footsteps resonated sharply, it seemed Yue Yong couldn’t hold back and took the initiative to attack, meanwhile the old fellows in the observation room could no longer remain seated, rushing to the glass front desiring to know who among the duel would be the first to falter.
Step! Step! Step! As the footsteps begin, they gradually accelerate, becoming faster and quicker! No sight of the person can be seen, only the sound of footsteps heard. Within moments, it feels as if four or five Yue Yongs are gleefully darting back and forth across the arena.
One person’s trajectory, two, three..., hidden in the shadows Pei Yan closed his eyes, listening to the chaotic sound of footsteps next to him. Through mental analysis, he gradually identified the number of existing clones on stage, there are four people in motion and among them only one is Yue Yong’s true self, the rest are decoys. But who among them is the real self? Should he choose one to launch an attack for probing?
