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Zheng Yifan knew he had to strike back; a purely defensive battle would lead to certain defeat. Only a true offensive could bring the fight to an end.
He didn’t believe he could take down the Fellow before him, as this individual was likely a Seventh Level powerhouse. Such a formidable opponent could only be held back by Old Turtle Xira in the water, and Zheng Yifan felt he was still leagues away from that level.
What he needed to do was take advantage of this Fellow's injury and rub salt into the wound, forcing him to retreat and recuperate.
Unfortunately, Zheng Yifan completely underestimated this Fellow's love for that woman. A bond that had lasted for thousands of years could not be severed so easily. The woman he had protected for millennia lay dead before him, and his heart felt extinguished. All he wanted now was to eliminate Zheng Yifan and then join his beloved in death.
“Ah!” The Fellow roared, shaking the ground. He knew Zheng Yifan's strength; although he appeared to have reached Fifth Level now, he still felt utterly crushed by the two-level gap in their powers.
Even with his mysterious abilities, the once-great Superpower was of no use. The wings that could slay Seventh Level warriors were now just ordinary appendages before him, lacking both offensive and defensive capabilities.
This was the most superficial kind of power, and he remained unmoved. Yet it was at this moment that Zheng Yifan's old trick quietly came into play.
This was a maneuver he had mastered well. The Adamantium Shield flew up silently and then shot toward the Fellow at high speed.
Once its speed exceeded that of sound, it would not be slower than the transmission of sound itself. In a flash, the attack of the Adamantium Shield had arrived.
Its target was the wound on the Fellow's neck. A Seventh Level warrior’s body was incredibly resilient; a normal attack might not inflict any damage. However, that spot had been bitten by Old Turtle Xira, and Xyra's attack had clearly left a lasting mark that had yet to heal.
With a sound reminiscent of metal slicing through flesh, the Adamantium Shield cut into In Calamity’s neck. The Fellow clenched his fists tightly, almost ready to retaliate.
He was not a speed-type Superpowered Individual. However, his combat prowess was undeniably fierce, belonging to the pure melee brawler category. Now, he was gathering momentum while soaring through the air; though he had leaped from the ground, his speed wasn’t fast enough to easily catch up with Zheng Yifan.
But he felt confident he could take down Zheng Yifan. Just then, Zheng Yifan’s attack landed. With his enhanced strength after leveling up, the combat power of the Adamantium Shield had risen significantly; it was no longer what it used to be.
Now, the Adamantium Shield struck like a heavy hammer against the Fellow’s neck—no flashy attacks, just raw power.
When strength reached a certain threshold, it became formidable combat ability in itself.
In that instant, all balance within the Fellow was shattered. The accumulated energy for an attack dissipated as he struggled to reposition himself for another strike.
Even after taking a hit, his body continued to rise. He kept ascending, but his speed was no longer enough to catch up with Zheng Yifan.
Yet, he still had tricks up his sleeve.
Of course, it wasn't like in martial arts where one foot steps on the other; that wouldn't align with the force. His current state felt as if his entire body had transformed into a spinning top, with his hands constantly gliding through the air.
Zheng Yifan had no idea what he was planning, but he knew it was definitely to catch up with him.
The Adamantium Shield had been retracted after the attack. With that in mind, he needed to run!
Zheng Yifan flew away without hesitation. No matter what tricks the pursuer was up to, he still had to chase him down.
The pursuer's speed increased, and his body began to rise higher. When his altitude surpassed Zheng Yifan's, Zheng Yifan saw him stepping lightly in mid-air as if he were stepping on solid ground, charging towards him like a Shell.
Zheng Yifan realized that this Fellow was actually stepping on air created by Vital Energy; it seemed tangible, providing him with the strength to support his body.
Facing the incoming attack from the pursuer, Zheng Yifan attacked again, this time much more cautiously. The Adamantium Shield braced against the attack while the Silver Spear began to employ a spinning technique, using similar force to deflect the assault.
In an instant, the attack arrived. The pursuer's fist slammed into Zheng Yifan's Adamantium Shield with immense force.
Zheng Yifan felt as if waves of Vital Energy were crashing over him continuously. He could discern that this was the pursuer's Superpower, causing his own strength to ripple outward and generate constant Rejection forces and counterforces that produced weak attacks.
Such power didn't seem very strong at first glance, but in Calamity's hands, it was devastating.
Zheng Yifan felt as though he were being torn apart, with no chance of resistance; his body flew out with a loud "bang!"
Of course, part of it was due to his own strength; only by yielding to the force could he better dissipate it. Moreover, Zheng Yifan wanted to distance himself from this madness.
"Your strength has increased."
"But it's useless!"
The pursuer's voice remained cold and indifferent, making Zheng Yifan want to curse at him.
"Dammit, why are you being such a pain? My strength hasn't increased much, but the speed of my enhancement has been quite fast, right?"
However, before Zheng Yifan could finish his thought, the attack from Jett came again.
It was like a rain of attacks, continuously bombarding Zheng Yifan. Jett's speed was astonishing; with Superpower, he could move mid-air. Although it consumed a lot of Superpower and several times his strength was wasted, there was no denying that Jett's attacking power was formidable.
Zheng Yifan felt as if he was about to become a punching bag in the air, and being treated like one was certainly not a good thing.
Naturally, Zheng Yifan did not want that. He intended to counterattack. While suspended in the air, the Adamantium Shield was silently positioned behind him. He raised his Silver Spear with both hands and lightly thrust it toward the incoming attack from Jett.
Slow!
It was slowed to the limit; this was the power that Zheng Yifan had researched. In this slow motion, he could find Jett's position because his speed had surpassed sound.
"Here!" Zheng Yifan suddenly thrust the Silver Spear forward, as swift as thunder. He had never possessed this speed before, but after harnessing the power of fast and slow, he could find a hint of speed within the slowness.
Just like the current attack. (To be continued)
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