Chapter 1192: Chapter 1192: The Use of Qi
Saraf indeed far surpasses Nero in strength, self-healing ability, and defense power, even stronger than Pei Yan now. However, compared to the two who are more balanced in all aspects, speed is Saraf’s shortcoming, and this flaw was probed during Pei Yan’s recent battle with him.
Even Pei Yan cannot simultaneously reach the extreme of both strength and speed perfectly. While conducting ultra-fast maneuvers to attack Saraf, the force of each strike he delivers was even inferior to the punch he initially exchanged with Saraf. Yet, when Pei Yan switched from heavy hammer swings to smaller, scattered strikes, small wounds started blossoming all over Saraf’s body. For now, these injuries might not mean much to Saraf, but if they continue accumulating till quantity triggers quality change, when ants start to knock down elephants, that’s when Saraf collapses.
Moreover, being trapped in a passive situation only to get beaten without the ability to fight back is intolerable for anyone, especially a hot-tempered strong warrior. Finally, after being used as a punching bag for four or five minutes, Saraf could no longer hold back and roared loudly! He indeed couldn’t catch up to Pei Yan in terms of speed; thus, he changed his battle strategy by using source energy to catalyze the scales on his back dramatically. As they continued to grow, not only did the defense power of the dragon scales increase significantly, but layers of sharp spikes also densely emerged.
With such an enhanced defense strength, Pei Yan abandons striking with force; he won’t cause damage to Saraf but will instead be hurt by Saraf’s spikes. To achieve this, Saraf sacrificed the defense power upfront and focused solely on the attacks coming from in front of him, rendering Pei Yan’s speed useless!
"Got you!" A gust of wind flashes, and Saraf keenly senses his target. He swings his fist filled with anger, ready to deliver severe damage to this annoying guy. But alas, his wish once again fell short as Pei Yan dodged instantly using the Space Instant Teleportation Technique to evade outside the battle zone just as Saraf threw the punch.
Hoo! After Pei Yan stood firm, a whirlwind carrying sand and stones came rushing in, and despite jumping to such a far distance, the impact from Saraf’s punch wind still held such powerful influence. It’s imaginable how much damage would be incurred if the punch landed.
"Come back! You coward! Coward! Come fight continuously! Is this fleeing? You think you can defeat me with such meager skills? Dream on!" Failing to retaliate, Saraf furiously bellowed at Pei Dou, who leisurely avoided a strike.
"Alright! Alright! Stop yelling! The fight will continue! Whether it’s wishful thinking, you’ll find out soon." As Pei Yan spoke, his body gradually started to become blurry until he completely disappeared from his spot upon finishing his words.
At the battlefield, only Saraf remained, the previously heated battle suddenly cooled down. Even long after Pei Yan disappeared, spectators still hadn’t seen him reappear for an attack, sparking a string of debates.
"Is it the space-moving technique? Did he hide himself in a different space?" Celt, the Red Dragon Race Clan Leader, speculated upon witnessing the scene, not being well-versed with spatial magic.
"No, there was no space fluctuation whatsoever when he disappeared." Phoenix explained, then with a confused and curious expression said, "It seems more like a technique to conceal oneself, doesn’t it?"
"Oh, right! At the Sword Discussion Conference’s final match, after advancing to Tier Eight Superpower, Pei Yan did use such concealment technique against Xuesha and others." Phoenix Feather, who watched the match live, reported excitedly over his grandfather’s shoulder like offering a treasure.
"But such a technique shouldn’t be effective against a master like Saraf, should it?" Long Taichu anxiously looked at the battlefield below.
At this moment, the lone Saraf seemed even more tense despite being alone. He had firmly decided that no matter if it’s rapid movement or concealment, defenses would remain tight around his back and sides. His focus was solely on the attacks coming from his front path.
Amidst such a stalemate, the battle suddenly turned; a strong sense of crisis surged through Saraf’s heart abruptly. Behind him! Yes! That’s right! Behind him! Giving up high-speed movement and hiding to deliver a full-force strike from behind! But Pei Yan was still too young, even in the Dragon Realm, forget the Dragon Race, even ordinary Spirit Beast clans have better perception of aura and danger than normal cultivators. This is a result of retaining the primitive instincts of beasts, not to mention he is Saraf, a war veteran!
Closer, just a bit closer! It’s the right distance, this time he will surely not escape from my hands. Feigning ignorance, Saraf judged Pei Yan’s position through aura, waiting until the distance where the opponent can no longer escape his attack, he immediately locked the surrounding space and then turned with thunderous momentum to attack.
Boom!
The punch carried momentum enough to move mountains, yet it still missed! Just when Saraf was stunned by his punch missing, a sudden sharp pain came from below as his frontal defense weakened; the tip of a long blade emerged in the void, pierced through Saraf’s belly, slashed through the dragon scales and cut upwards from below!
"Ah!" Painfully reacting, Saraf clasped his hands into fists aimed at his chest, about to pound down. Seeing this, the blade stopped abruptly before reaching Saraf’s throat, withdrew after slicing, and Saraf’s fists hit nothing as Pei Yan’s figure once again vanished in the void.
In the next instant, the killing intent accompanied by an intense crisis feeling again assaulted from his side. The accumulated experience from numerous battles and the powerful creature’s instinct made Saraf react instantly, swinging his fist to counter.
Boom!
The punch still missed!
This time, without Pei Yan attacking, Saraf realized his own front was wide open. Sure enough, a faintly-visible blade edge pierced from the lower side, slicing horizontally through his chest, leaving a blood mark before disappearing again.
Another misplaced judgment! Why? Why! Why did the combat instinct he prides himself on, that he relied on to fight until now, fail twice in succession at this moment? No! This isn’t just a mistake! It’s deception completely offsetting the opponent’s attack direction and giving him erroneous judgments.
His combat instincts wouldn’t deceive him; thus, there’s only one conclusion: Pei Yan used some method to deceive his instincts! But how exactly did he achieve that!
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