Amidst the countless murmurs from the surroundings, facing the berserk fury of the Blood-Patterned Mad Lion, Yang Feilong’s expression grew serious, though he was not worried. A slight curve even tugged at the corner of his mouth. "Interesting! Previously, when I saw the innate divine ability of that Spotted War Tiger, I didn't feel it strongly. Now, facing it directly, I can sense its extraordinary nature. However, the Blood-Patterned Mad Lion's innate divine ability has greatly increased its power, but there's also a gap; its sanity seems to have decreased!"
This was only natural.
The more a divine ability enhanced one's strength, the greater the drawback when it was unleashed.
Under the Blood-Patterned Mad Lion's frenzy, Yang Feilong did not confront it head-on. Engaging in a direct clash with the thick-skinned, near-unthinking Blood-Patterned Mad Lion would be a foolish endeavor. He employed the Footstep Technique of "An Inch of Ground, a Thousand Miles," moving like a shadow.
Yes.
Yang Feilong had cultivated the "An Inch of Ground, a Thousand Miles" footwork to the third level. Techniques like footwork cannot be improved through dual cultivation; they require diligent practice. Fortunately, his comprehension and talent were top-notch. After days of arduous training, he had already mastered the third level of the "An Inch of Ground, a Thousand Miles" footwork, "Following Like a Shadow," to a minor success. Yes, not just entry-level.
The Blood-Patterned Mad Lion's attacks were ferociously relentless. Although its speed was even faster than before, its agility was significantly reduced. With Yang Feilong employing the "Following Like a Shadow" footwork, the lion became incredibly clumsy. No matter how fierce its attacks, they couldn't land on its opponent. What was the point?
Unable to land a blow on its opponent for an extended period, the Blood-Patterned Mad Lion panted heavily, its eyes growing increasingly bloodshot.
"Lord Mad Lion, it's over!"
"Indeed! This human's footwork is too powerful. Lord Mad Lion can't even scratch him, yet every attack from the human lands accurately on him. How long can he last like this?"
"The outcome is decided!"
Below the arena, the Spotted War Tiger, seeing the Blood-Patterned Mad Lion being toyed with, couldn't help but roar, "Vile crawling insect, you insignificant human, are you this cowardly? You don't even dare to confront the Blood-Patterned Mad Lion head-on!"
Hearing the Blood-Patterned Mad Lion's roar, Qing Luan's cold reprimand rang out, "Blood-Patterned Mad Lion, shut your mouth! Do you believe I'll kill you right now?!"
"Lord Snake Army..." The Spotted War Tiger's breath hitched, and he looked towards the Snake Army envoy.
"Don't look at me. Even if he kills you, I won't say much. You've violated the rules of the death match!" the Snake Army envoy said coldly. As an envoy of fairness and justice, how could he show favoritism?
The Spotted War Tiger had indeed broken the rules.
It was a death match. The human was using his advantages; what was wrong with that?
In his opinion, charging headlong and killing the opponent through brute force was the act of a brute, a fool!
Conversely, he greatly appreciated the human's method of using his footwork advantage to maneuver and accumulate damage on the opponent. Of course, he primarily admired intelligent individuals!
Because the Seventh Princess was such an intelligent person!
Many of her trusted subordinates were intelligent, though there were also foolish ones. After all, some foolish and dull subordinates were also useful, and those with well-developed brains and simple limbs could fight ferociously.
Upon hearing the Snake Army envoy's words, the Spotted War Tiger quickly fell silent, fearing that he would anger Lord Qing Luan and be directly killed by her. To whom would he complain then!
On the arena, Yang Feilong naturally heard the Spotted War Tiger's provocation and taunt. He also heard the demoness Qing Luan's defense of him.
"It wasn't in vain that I treated her well!" Yang Feilong thought to himself.
The next moment, his voice rang out, "Since you all want to see a head-on crushing, I shall fulfill your wish!"
This statement caused an uproar. Was this human going to abandon his advantage and engage in a direct confrontation?
"Foolish!" The Snake Army envoy's expression turned cold. He had initially held a good impression of this human, considering him clever and cunning. The Snake Demon race was known for its cunning and intelligence. Yet, now, this human was provoked slightly and intended to abandon his greatest advantage. How foolish! He wouldn't be worth regretting even if he died!
Qing Luan frowned. She couldn't understand why Yang Feilong had suddenly changed his combat strategy!
Below the arena, upon hearing Yang Feilong's shout, the Spotted War Tiger's face lit up with joy. He sneered inwardly, "Stupid human, as expected, you're so foolish. You fell for it with just a little provocation!"
Did Yang Feilong fall for it?
No. He had been in the demon world for quite some time and knew that the demon world revered strength the most. Although he could use his speed advantage to accumulate victories until the Blood-Patterned Mad Lion's berserk state ended, at which point the aftereffects of using its innate divine ability and its injuries would erupt together, allowing him to kill it with ease. However, doing so would give the impression that he had won through treacherous, cunning, and despicable means. In a word, it would be a victory without merit!
Once such a label was attached, it would cause much criticism.
"I am abandoning my greatest advantage, not because your foolish provocation tactic, Spotted War Tiger, has taken effect. To be honest, I regard your words as nothing more than a fart!" Yang Feilong's voice rang out again.
Hearing Yang Feilong's insulting words, the Spotted War Tiger's face turned red, and his breathing became more rapid. He was so enraged that he wished he could rush up and tear Yang Feilong to pieces right now.
"I am abandoning my greatest advantage because I want to show you that even in a head-on confrontation, the Blood-Patterned Mad Lion is doomed!" Yang Feilong's cold laugh echoed.
Facing the Blood-Patterned Mad Lion charging at him again in a frenzy, Yang Feilong unleashed his sword, his shout like thunder: "Rainbow Piercing the Sun, Shaking the Heavens, Kill!!!"
The sword light, as brilliant as a rainbow piercing the sun, struck the Blood-Patterned Mad Lion. Then, an explosion like thunder from a clear sky suddenly resounded.
Bang!
The Blood-Patterned Mad Lion let out a painful howl, and then its massive body exploded.
The Blood-Patterned Mad Lion, dead!
With this single sword strike, Yang Feilong had executed the first two forms of the "Sword Sweeping the Heavens" technique taught by his master: the first form, "Rainbow Piercing the Sun," and the second form, "Shaking the Heavens." The two combined attacks, with their power soaring, were unleashed with the top-grade spiritual artifact, the Mountain Sea Sword. The power of the perfected Nascent Soul realm was infused into it. This strike, landing on the already heavily wounded Blood-Patterned Mad Lion, had an explosive effect!
It directly blew the Blood-Patterned Mad Lion apart!
Its soul was also destroyed by the ferocious power!
Therefore, after such a heaven-defying strike, the Blood-Patterned Mad Lion was undeniably dead. In its final moments, the Blood-Patterned Mad Lion regained its clarity, but its heart was filled with regret. Why had it accepted this human's death match? It was too late!
At this moment, everyone around the arena was stunned.
"My heavens, such a powerful human!"
"This is too strong! He had such a formidable killing move but held back until now!"
"This human is not only cunning but also outrageously powerful! He might not even lose to Lord Spotted War Tiger!"
"Perhaps Lord Spotted War Tiger, when unleashing his innate abilities, would only be on par with him? Or slightly stronger?"
"I truly never expected a human to possess such a powerful killing move!"
"..."
The Spotted War Tiger's eyes widened, and he remained in shock for a long time. Yang Feilong's power had truly shaken his soul. He felt that even with his full power unleashed, he would be no more than this. And the human's superior footwork was practically on par with Qing Luan, who excelled in speed and footwork.
"Yang Feilong, he is truly so strong!" Qing Luan the demoness's eyes narrowed slightly. She was also startled by Yang Feilong's sudden burst of divine might. While she could unleash such an attack, the effect wasn't as astonishing, was it?
The Snake Army's eyes flickered. "Not only intelligent, but also possessing such terrifying combat power. Excellent!"
His impression changed again. Hmm, this human was not foolish; he was genuinely intelligent. His previous tactics seemed ineffective, but that wasn't the case. If not for the accumulated injuries on the Blood-Patterned Mad Lion, his final move, although powerful, would not have been enough to blow apart and kill the Blood-Patterned Mad Lion!
Therefore, his evaluation of Yang Feilong reached an extremely high level!