Only My Way

Zhang Yue couldn't judge what exactly was happening.

He felt as if he were facing the very essence of wind itself.

Clearly, before, as the owner of "Wind" attribute True Qi, he could still rely on his innate advantages and long-term training to manipulate the surrounding wind, turning the invisible elements into his own weapons and making them his assistance.

But now...

Everything was like a fleeting bubble...

He only knew that his control over the surrounding airflow had collapsed rapidly since Ling Wuyuan's sword moved, initially feeling like an illusion.

But in the next moment, as Ling Wuyuan continued to wield the long sword in his hand.

Things were like a domino effect that had been completely activated, immediately bringing about various unstoppable chain reactions!

Making Zhang Yue's control over the airflow only describable as earth-shattering...

Even.

Before he could react to what had happened, his actual control over the surrounding airflow had dissipated by more than half!

And at the moment when the two long swords met.

He only felt an unparalleled force suddenly strike!

That force instantly snatched the long sword he was holding tightly in his hand!

And blew it away like it was trash, hundreds of meters away, directly inserting it into a floor tile...

That feeling was as easy as a raging river sweeping away a wooden stick...

Then.

Just as those Zhang family relatives in the distance were terrified and wanted to shout for Young Master Ling to spare his life, Ling Wuyuan's long sword suddenly stopped without warning.

It stopped steadily next to Zhang Yue's neck.

At this time, the blade of the azure long sword didn't even have any shaking feeling, as if the long sword had been there all along.

And the raging hurricane that seemed to tear everything apart also stopped.

Only a vibration and a rumbling sound came from not far behind Zhang Yue!

It was also at this moment.

Looking at Ling Wuyuan, whose figure suddenly seemed to have become much taller.

After Zhang Yue's facial expression froze in a daze, as his pupils, which had been crazily dilated due to shock, gradually returned to their original state, he finally came back to his senses as if he was several beats slow.

And.

He had a sudden realization in his heart.

He instinctively realized that it wasn't that Ling Wuyuan's figure had suddenly become taller.

But that he had already knelt on the ground at some point.

Looking up at the other party like a stray dog.

Was it due to the stimulation of death?

Was it out of the instinct to survive?

He didn't understand...

He really didn't understand...

At this moment.

Looking at Ling Wuyuan, who was standing upright in front of him, with a calm expression, and slowly sheathing the azure long sword in his hand as if nothing had happened, he only knew one thing: he had lost, and he had lost miserably, losing even his underwear...

Just as Ling Wuyuan had said before.

In this competition, Ling Wuyuan won fairly and squarely, winning undeniably, leaving him completely unable to find any excuses...

Even.

It was embarrassing to say...

He could no longer muster the idea of fighting Ling Wuyuan again.

In the end, when Ling Wuyuan calmly sheathed the long sword in his hand.

Zhang Yue knelt on the ground with a heart as dead ashes, and stated in a low voice:

"I concede..."

"I lost convincingly..."

"You are so strong that I can't find any hope of winning..."

The feeling of a broken Dao Heart.

Zhang Yue had already experienced it at this moment.

In a trance.

He recalled the many opponents he had faced before.

Especially those old guys, dozens or even hundreds of years old.

Thinking of the pitiful faces of those guys when they were beaten by him, their faces full of disbelief, being turned from grandfathers into grandsons, he had also successfully experienced the various feelings that those guys had experienced at that time...

It's really thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, and the feng shui turns in turn.

Now, he was also beaten into a grandson in public by a rising star who was more than a round younger than him, and he was beaten to the point where he couldn't even remember how he knelt down.

It can only be said that retribution is inevitable...

'Damn it...'

'My heart is so bitter...'

But he couldn't say it...

After all, it would be even more embarrassing to say it...

For a time.

In his heart, there was only a strong sense of sadness.

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Facing his personal concession, Ling Wuyuan just shrugged his shoulders calmly:

"To be fair, your strength is still pretty good."

"At least stronger than any opponent I've met before."

"Of course, I'm even stronger."

Hearing this.

Zhang Yue was somewhat speechless.

This sentence was really -- [Not very hurtful, but it is indeed a bit hurtful.]

He felt even more uncomfortable...

However, looking at Ling Wuyuan's calm expression, he, who had barely recovered his mood, couldn't help but ask:

"Do you also possess the "Wind" attribute True Qi?"

"Why can you take away those airflows that belong to me?"

Normally speaking.

When everyone's True Qi attributes are the same, the same type of True Qi may indeed have a situation where they compete for control of the field.

But that kind of thing usually happens when the strength is completely crushed.

When the strength is not crushed.

Generally, whoever controls the field first has the advantage.

It is precisely because of this that even people of the same level and possessing the same attribute True Qi, it is difficult to forcibly seize Zhang Yue's airflow control rights in the situation just now, which is like a speeding car, it is difficult for people to jump on the car and seize the driving rights.

""Wind" attribute True Qi?"

But for this inquiry.

Ling Wuyuan just shook his head and replied frankly:

"I didn't use that kind of thing."

"My True Qi attributes are "Gold", "Wood", "Water", "Fire", "Earth" and "Gray Mist"."

"As for why I can take away the control of those airflows?"

"The reason is actually very simple."

"I have mastered the rhythm of those airflows or wind, and based on this, I disrupted your True Qi that filled the surrounding airflows at a critical moment, thereby grasping the airflow control rights in my own hands."

At this moment, Zhang Yue was completely silent.

First of all, it was the matter of Ling Wuyuan possessing six True Qi attributes.

For this matter, his only feeling was -- [I'm sorry, I really didn't know you were so awesome!]

Secondly, it was Ling Wuyuan's detailed answer to his own doubts.

He was horrified to find that even if Ling Wuyuan really told him the answer, he still couldn't understand what the other party was talking about.

This fully represents that there is actually a qualitative difference in the understanding of power between the two sides...

'Can't understand...'

'Really can't understand...'

At this moment.

Zhang Yue was struck by lightning, only feeling a grayness in his heart...