Critical Wound
Yang Tian snickered. His wide-radius crimson demonstrated tremendous vital essence. His game plan was to turn it into a stamina contest since he was sure he’d outlast LI Qingxue.
The inferno, the red furnace, its marks and the booms sealed the zone.
The phoenix dove down. Yang Tian unleashed Sword Aura from Black Devil. The phoenix blasted a beam from its mouth in retaliation. Li Qingxue palmed her small furnace, emitting a boom. The breaker heading down to him intensified. Before he could move, another energy source restrained him.
Yang Tian called on his three Dao Physiques for qi and blood. He punched up with his enhanced arms, emitting a metal on metal clang. The two beams from his punch blasted the red breaker back up at Li Qingxue.
“Damn, lucky I ascended to Battle Emperor Realm, or he’d whoop me,” commented Chubby, with Xiaoji nodding in agreement.
The reversal rendered Li Qingxue flabbergasted. Her phoenix tore the breaker apart with a claw swipe. Her frustration burgeoned for Yang Tian rapidly healed from all of the damage she inflicted thus far. Still determined to win, she hurled her furnace down, and her phoenix accompanied it. As it descended, the furnace expanded.
“Yang Tian must die today for the clan’s sake,” muttered Li Cheng.
Li Qingxue felt the impact Yang Tian dealt to her furnace with his sword aura, leaving her looking pale. Regardless, she raised a hand to imbue her phoenix with a jet of divine light.
The dim phoenix resumed its descent at high velocity and tried to hack his chest open. Yang Tian reversed the direction of his swing and, using pure brute force, sliced off one of the phoenix’s wings! The phoenix shrieked as its energy plummeted exponentially; its intelligence’s life force also dropped. It cried as it fled back into the furnace. Li Qingxue also shrieked.
Yang Tian tried to heal his chest cut using his three Dao Physiques again but failed. The damage suffered was too severe to heal from quickly.
“You’re dead!” thundered Li Qingxue.
“Hahaha, how much longer do you think you’ll last?” asked Yang Tian.. “Your realm isn’t stable. Careful not to regress to Battle King.”
“Idiot! He’s stalling! Finish him now!” Li Cheng thundered in Li Qingxue’s ear.
White mist, a product of vital essence escaped once Li Qingxue popped the lid off a blue vial. The sight of Yang Tian’s slow-healing injury restored her confidence. “I did say you’re dead.”
Li Qingxue believed Yang Tian, who spent his days on the run, would never have the potion she had.
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