Only My Way

That was a continuous exchange of attacks and parries!

Layer upon layer of sword shadows clashed with dense formations of fist shadows, all resembling a fierce storm!

The aftershocks of their engagement were actively repelling everything around them.

This directly resulted in the surrounding area becoming a vacuum, devoid of anything besides the two combatants!

Even dust and air were completely absent.

Ten moves, a hundred moves, a thousand moves…

Gradually,

various injuries began to appear on both of their bodies.

Whether it was Ling Wuyuan,

or Teng Shenghu, it was the same.

The wounds on both sides were becoming more numerous and more severe…

And during this process,

both of them had roughly understood the other's strength.

For example, Teng Shenghu discovered that the difference between Ling Wuyuan and himself mainly manifested in basic physical fitness, defense, recovery, and, most importantly, speed.

Among these,

basic physical fitness and defense—after he used a secret technique to achieve Demonic Apparition,

he had already surpassed Ling Wuyuan in those two aspects.

Every time they exchanged blows,

he could sense that Ling Wuyuan's arm strength was actually far less than his current strength.

As for recovery?

Although it had some impact, it wasn't significant.

After all, both sides possessed the ability to seize opportunities and kill the opponent with a single blow.

A faster recovery speed

didn't have much meaning in this kind of life-or-death duel.

Especially when the recovery speed was only marginally faster, it was even less significant.

Therefore,

the factor that Teng Shenghu cared about the most was the speed displayed by Ling Wuyuan.

That was a speed that held a clear advantage!

Teng Shenghu discovered that even if he had exerted every ounce of strength he possessed,

the opponent's speed was still at least more than half a level faster than his own!

This directly caused Ling Wuyuan to seem like some kind of elusive loach in front of him.

Clearly, he had the advantage in strength,

but he was never able to capitalize on it!

This made Teng Shenghu particularly annoyed and anxious!

His current Demonic Apparition state

was rapidly burning his life force every second and even disrupting his sanity.

This situation, where he had the power but couldn't use it, and his own state was rapidly deteriorating, really made him quite helpless…

He simply couldn't understand

why Ling Wuyuan's speed was so fast…

However,

he also understood that compared to continuing to dwell on Ling Wuyuan's incredibly strange speed, the only thing he needed to do now was to find an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow to Ling Wuyuan!

He couldn't hold on much longer…

Teng Shenghu could clearly sense

that with the gradual loss of his life force and his massive exploitation of the demon's power,

he was starting to show signs of losing control…

Even,

his body was slowly transforming into a demon…

Once the transformation was complete,

he would immediately become a monster completely devoid of sanity…

After all is said and done, this is the nature of so-called wicked ways and unorthodox methods.

Power comes easily,

but the hidden dangers are also numerous…

And Ling Wuyuan, who originally wanted to test his own strength,

also gained a lot during the continuous battle.

He directly understood many of his own shortcomings.

For example, although his physical fitness was strong, in this kind of battle, he inevitably felt somewhat inadequate.

Every moment,

he needed to exploit his advantage in speed.

He must not allow his opponent to grab his sword blade.

After all,

his arm strength was far inferior to his opponent's.

If his sword was seized with bare hands, it would be very troublesome…

Furthermore,

after his longsword successfully struck the enemy,

when facing the enemy's body-protecting true energy and defensive special moves,

the fivefold accelerated physical movement speed would immediately bring a fivefold reaction force…

Faced with that level of reaction force,

even if Ling Wuyuan's recovery was relatively strong,

once, twice, or even thirty or fifty times wouldn't be a problem.

But as the number of exchanges gradually increased,

those minor problems would gradually evolve into major problems that could not be ignored…

For example, at this moment, Ling Wuyuan could sense that his hand holding the sword hilt was already seriously injured, and the same was true for his wrist.

Even,

as the user of the weapon,

he also discovered that his longsword, under the continuous super-limited reaction force, had already shown some problems.

It was as if it was approaching its durability limit…

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Regarding this,

Ling Wuyuan didn't have any good solutions either.

In fact,

if he hadn't been constantly using true energy to bless it,

that longsword would probably have shattered long ago.

Ultimately,

the quality of that longsword was only [Spirit Nurturing Realm Weapon].

Even if it could be called a fine weapon among [Spirit Nurturing Realm],

it was still a [Spirit Nurturing Realm Weapon]…

You can't expect it to really be able to perfectly carry the whole battle.

That kind of thing isn't very realistic.

In short,

under the current circumstances,

Ling Wuyuan felt like he was an exceptionally agile mouse.

Although he had more than enough agility,

his shortcomings in all aspects were also extremely obvious.

Brute force, technique, experience, recovery, true energy reserves…

It was very difficult to gain an advantage in any of them, and in fact, he was completely at a disadvantage.

Thinking of this,

Ling Wuyuan also made a decision in his heart.

'…My hand hurts a bit, let's just end it here…'

At the same time as he thought this,

as his opponent,

sensing that he was distracted,

Teng Shenghu's eyes suddenly lit up!

He successfully and accurately captured the trajectory of the longsword in Ling Wuyuan's hand!

At this moment,

his entire being was immediately elevated to its peak!!

His fists decisively erupted with unprecedented speed!!

In a pincer attack,

his scarred fists successfully struck the left and right sides of the sword blade in Ling Wuyuan's hand between flashes of lightning…

This moment.

Faced with this deliberate and absolute violence!

Even if the longsword was a rare treasure and had a large amount of true energy to bless it.

The sword body immediately snapped on the spot like an incredibly fragile cookie, turning into five or six fragments!!!!

Only a section of the blade about ten centimeters long remained on the sword hilt.

Without a doubt.

This weapon had been destroyed…

So here comes the question.

What's the difference between a swordsman who has lost his weapon and a tiger that has had its teeth pulled?

So, looking at his results.

A cruel smile couldn't help but appear on Teng Shenghu's face…

He understood that in such a fast-paced battle.

Even if Ling Wuyuan carried a spare weapon in his spatial item.

Ling Wuyuan would not have the time to take it out and use it.

After all, this was a fleeting life-and-death battle!

Changing weapons on the spot?

Was that possible??

So, having succeeded in one strike.

Without any hesitation.

His body immediately quickly approached Ling Wuyuan, trying to capitalize on the victory and deliver a truly meaningful fatal blow!!

Teng Shenghu also laughed extremely excitedly in his mouth:

"You're distracted!!"

"You've already lost!!"

To this.

The expression on Ling Wuyuan's face didn't change at all, he just calmly continued to grip the broken sword in his hand…