Chapter 1782: Chapter 1782: The Trapped Beast Still Fights
Seeing the Water Dragon charging, Li Feng couldn’t muster the strength to swing his sword and dissolve it, so he simply sheathed his sword and held it protectively in front of him, simultaneously shrouding himself with the Domineering Purple Flame.
Bang.
Li Feng was struck directly by the Water Dragon, then caught in its mouth and lifted into the air, flying several hundred meters before being hurled straight down from high altitude.
Bang.
The next moment, the Water Dragon slammed Li Feng into the ground, creating a pit several meters deep. Li Feng hit the ground heavily, almost coughing up a mouthful of old blood.
Subsequently, the Water Dragon disintegrated like raindrops, forming a lake in the pit.
Zeng Xingtian watched this spectacle with a cold smile, striding towards the small lake with the poise of a master, saying as he walked, "Li Feng, how did that sword taste?"
"But that wasn’t even my strongest strike. My swordsmanship is called the Stream Sword Technique. Once the swords start, the moves are continuous. If you think this technique is as harmless as a stream, you’re gravely mistaken."
"Streams can combine into rivers, and rivers can become oceans. Now that my Sword Intent has been perfected, do you, relying on Bloodline Power without much foundation, think you can defeat me?"
Zeng Xingtian flicked his sword, and instantly, countless water droplets floated from the lake pit into the air, lifting Li Feng along with them.
However, in the next second,
Zeng Xingtian waved his hand, turning the water into Sword Qi that rained down like raindrops, piercing towards Li Feng’s body.
In an instant, Li Feng’s body felt like it was being riddled by a Gatling gun, resembling a sieve.
"Hmph, the Vermilion Bird Undying Body. I want to see if you really cannot be killed." Zeng Xingtian vented his anger.
Weren’t you arrogant, planning to step over the Zeng Family for fame? Why don’t you continue your arrogance now?
Li Feng was submerged once more in the water-sword-filled pit. Although he relied on the Vermilion Bird Undying Body to dissolve the prior attack again, he knew his Undying Body wasn’t truly capable of infinite revival.
Once he’s overly exhausted, he too would die.
Head-on confrontation wasn’t an option, the power difference was too apparent, and Li Feng’s hidden reserves weren’t enough to turn the tide.
Amidst the water, Li Feng quickly contemplated and saw Zeng Xingtian, seemingly not in a rush to kill him, more like venting his anger by toying with him. Suddenly, Li Feng twisted his body, his toes touched the pit bottom, and in the next second, he pushed off with both legs. The Domineering Purple Flame engulfing his body acted like gunpowder, propelling him out of the water pit.
Leaping out of the water, Li Feng did not confront Zeng Xingtian again recklessly but instead turned and dashed into the Purple Bamboo Sea.
Seeing Li Feng’s action, Zeng Xingtian couldn’t help but curl his lips: "Oh, running?"
"Can you really escape?"
Zeng Xingtian chuckled disdainfully. You couldn’t face me head-on, and you think running will save you? If someone weaker than me managed to escape from right under my nose, I might as well die.
Especially after withstanding several of my swords, even if he relied on Bloodline Power to endure it, surely his power is nearly depleted.
The Vermilion Bird Bloodline is indeed strong, but Li Feng clearly hasn’t matured yet. Even a world-class genius can be killed before fully growing. Only those who mature and survive to the end are true powerhouses.
Zeng Xingtian strode after him unhurriedly. The Purple Bamboo Sea was vast, and the bamboo forest, untouched for centuries, was dense, making rapid movement through it nearly impossible.
Wielding his King Sword, Li Feng hacked his way through, in a fluster and in retreat, while Zeng Xingtian pursued from behind, much like a cat toying with a mouse, occasionally striking a sword as a tease, then relentlessly trailing behind Li Feng like King Yan.
Time ticked away slowly.
Finally, Li Feng stopped, seemingly too exhausted to run anymore. Zeng Xingtian approached unhurriedly and looked at Li Feng, who had halted ahead.
"Go on, run, why did you stop? Surely you aren’t done so soon?"
Though the energy amassed in a Golden Core surpasses that of Foundation Establishment, it isn’t infinite. Once overly exhausted, a Golden Core too cannot quickly regain strength.
Li Feng turned, gasping for breath, his face pale, showing no pretense about his sorry state: "Zeng Xingtian, if you dare to kill me, the Sikong family will not spare you."
"You should know, the eldest daughter of the Sikong family has shown interest in me."
Li Feng seemed to have exhausted his options, resorting to leveraging his connections.
Zeng Xingtian saw that Li Feng had stopped running and began bringing up the Sikong family to intimidate him, just like the last time when he hunted down the remnants of the Fang Family to the Li Family — Li Feng had brought up Sikong Yu as leverage.
Zeng Xingtian laughed heartily, then looked at Li Feng with contempt: "Tsk, tsk. I thought you were a man of great stature, but in the end, you’re leaning on a woman’s influence."
"I let it pass last time as that was in Ancestor Dragon City, where the Sikong family indeed intimidates me, but where are we now?"
"Do you still believe this is Ancestor Dragon City? We’re thousands of miles away, in a place seldom visited. Even if you cried out to the heavens, no one would heed."
"As for the Sikong family, well, they indeed pose a problem."
"But do you really think the eldest daughter of the Sikong family fancies you? No, she’s merely interested in the Vermilion Bird Bloodline you possess."
"So, if I kill you and absorb your Vermilion Bird Bloodline, do you think the Sikong family might choose me as their son-in-law?"
Zeng Xingtian licked his lips: "I wouldn’t mind. The eldest daughter of the Sikong family is one of the top ten beauties in Ancestor Dragon. Last time you spoiled my plans by letting that woman Tian Wenxin flee to you. This time, grabbing the eldest daughter of the Sikong family wouldn’t be a loss."
"Heh, do you think everyone can just have the Vermilion Bird Bloodline?"
Li Feng stared coldly at Zeng Xingtian.
"I know what you want to say. My swordsmanship and derived Sword Intent focus mainly on water, seemingly incompatible with fire. Do you really think I hadn’t considered that?"
"Sword Intent transcends forms. Who claims that my Stream Sword Technique requires water? The Dao has three thousand paths, but all return to one. My Stream Sword could adopt new avenues."
Zeng Xingtian said, looking down at Li Feng disdainfully.
"Why am I even explaining this to you? Enough idle chatter; it’s time to meet your end and die obediently."
"Wait."
Li Feng suddenly called out.
Zeng Xingtian sneered: "Li Feng, stop trying to stall for time. No one will come to save you. Do you think that woman who ran away will come back for you?"
"Even if she returned, do you think she can save you?"
Li Feng looked up at Zeng Xingtian, exhaled, then straightened and faced him: "I never place my hopes on others. I told you to wait just to say one thing."
"Take one more of my sword strikes."
With that, the Domineering Purple Flame around Li Feng surged to the sky. Under its domineering influence, the purple flame spread outward.
"Ha, the final struggle of a cornered beast."
