Lord of the Desert

Chapter 522 Spirit Pivot Thunder Eye
“Hong Fan, I am older than you and have a higher cultivation level. I will let you go first in this battle.”

Yi She single-edged sword forward finger.

Hong Fan responded with action.

Large gushes of sand silently flowed from the seams of the white marble bricks, clinging and shaping into thin armor and long swords.

Thunder, Instant Step.

In half a second, it went from a standstill to 150 meters per second, covering a distance of 40 meters.

But for Yishe, this move is not particularly dangerous.

He sidestepped to clear the center line, dodged the incoming blade close to his face, and slashed at Brightheart, using the force of the attack to cut into Sand Armor.

Before the dull sound had even faded, the two separated after a brief contact.

No one was injured; the sand churned and rolled, swallowing wounds and repairing armor.

This attack left the heroes from the west and east who had come to cheer them on speechless—they had heard the legend of "Blazing Star" countless times over the years, but this was the first time they had ever seen someone keep up with Shunpo at normal reflex speed.

"Thunderous Instant Step, what it claims to be is a misnomer!"

Yi She laughed proudly, gripping the hilt of the sword with both hands and channeling his true energy.

Lightning crackled around the heart of the Buddha, extending three inches of blue light—this was the "Awakening of Insects."

"Be careful..."

The high-speed displacement distorted the sound.

While the sand armor is indeed sturdy, that is not a reason to withstand a plasma beam.

Hong Fan raised a cloud of sand with his left hand and unleashed a blazing tide with his right.

Wind, fire, and sand meet in mid-air, a dazzling display of gold and red, accompanied by deafening roars.

Though her hair and cuffs were scorched, Yi She's steps never faltered.

He traversed the heat barrier with high-frequency, short strides, his facial features flashing with electric light, turning his pupils silver.

Hand in hand.

Hong Fan held the weapon with both hands, using his left hand to slash diagonally to meet the first straight thrust, and then using his right hand to block the second silver light.

The two impacts broke off both sand knives, and the cuts melted and deformed.

The third strike aimed at the Sand Giant's neck.

Yi She's silver eyes moved, reflecting forked electric currents that pierced the air.

In every instant, the information he captures and analyzes is as vast as the ocean.

The armor should thicken dramatically.

The fire elemental energy danced wildly and sang;

The white marble bricks underfoot felt soft to the touch...

Through the distorted air, Yi She could see that behind the slits of the helmet, there were Hōsaku's eyes.

It's a seven-step cage.

In the blink of an eye, the lightning crackled and disappeared, causing the rapidly spreading heat wave to miss its target.

Taking advantage of the situation, Hong Fan launched a counterattack, openly attacking with dense sand spikes while secretly gathering strength in the desolate desert realm. However, Yi She was fully aware of everything around him, and the electric circles under his feet spread out, disrupting the true essence of the sand world.

"Ling Shu Thunder Eye?"

Hong Fan stopped in his tracks and asked in a low voice.

This is a relatively basic first-grade killing technique from the "Void Thunder Strike Scripture," which detects enemy activity within a certain range by sensing changes in the electric field.

"You've done some research."

"Each each other."

Within a few breaths, the two exchanged several moves, each recovering their energy; only then did most of the spectators realize that they had just watched something pointless.

"How many times did they exchange blows? Is Brother Fan gaining the upper hand?"

Hong Fu looked at Hong She in a daze.

"I do not know either."

Hong She scratched his forehead awkwardly.

"Let alone you, I have a hard time keeping up with their movements."

Hong Sheng answered the question.

Since breaking through to the Innate Realm three years ago, his cultivation has been extremely smooth. With the aid of the mental cultivation method given to him by Duan Tiannan, he has now advanced to the Innate Realm of the Third Harmony, fully realizing his top-tier talent in Liangzhou. Back in Xijing City, Hong Sheng thought that with the Bright God weapon, he would be able to contend with top geniuses, but now, after hearing and seeing it firsthand, he realized that the gap was much larger than he had imagined.

"Yi She is moving too fast, no wonder it has the nickname 'Lightning Cinema'."

Hong Sheng became increasingly solemn as he spoke.

"This is not fast, and the 'Void Thunder Strike Scripture' is by no means just fast."

Qu Luoyi narrowed his eyes, his pupils gleaming with a bluish light.

"Any change within the range of the Spiritual Pivot Thunder Eye is as clear as ripples on still water, which means that Yi Clan martial artists are not susceptible to underhanded attacks. Just that probing move they made just now would be difficult for an ordinary Xiantian cultivator to withstand."

The phrase "ordinary innate" used by the young Dou Di was a light and general reference, but the speaker meant nothing by it, while the listener took it to heart, and Hong Sheng, standing nearby, couldn't help but take it personally.

He mustered his courage and wanted to refute, but in the end he remained silent.

Not far away, Shi Yuanwei, who had also heard these words, sighed.

Despite years of dedicated study of the "Divine Speed ​​Manual," his absolute speed still couldn't keep up with Instant Step, nor did he possess Yi She's effortless nerve reflexes and limb control at extreme speeds.

"Young Master Qu, what do you think are Hong Fan's chances of winning?"

Lu Yunshi sensed the tense atmosphere, felt a void in his heart, and couldn't help but ask a question.

"Just look."

Qu Luoyi chuckled.

At the eighth peak, the seven-step cage gradually dissipates.

Hong Fan stood in the golden lava pool, his battle armor amplified to its strongest form, over ten feet tall, its exterior inlaid with modular, rose-colored crystallized plates that shone brilliantly in the sunlight.

"Did you learn this from Iron Demon?"

Yi She brandished her knife with one hand, sending up a shower of electric sparks.

Hong Fan glanced at him indifferently, then even concealed the slits on his helmet—since the dynamic vision couldn't keep up, he might as well remove this last flaw.

The sand giant beckoned with his finger.

Yi She twisted the knife with his wrist, and lightning flashed brightly on the blade.

"Retracting your shell won't help; I'll still split it open for you!"

He shouted and cursed, his eyes flashing with rage.

Superb killing technique, Thunderous Approach.

This time, Hong She, Wu Ruyi, and the others could no longer even identify the trajectory of the movement. They only noticed that Yi She's afterimage disappeared from the spot, while lightning flashed around Hong Fan at the same time.

Brightheart cleaved at a ninety-degree angle, shattering the crystallized arm armor that the Sand Giant was protecting in front of him.

This strike, with seventy percent of its power, was delivered with both hands, directly in front of me.

Hong Fan used the Dragon Soul Tree to sense and lock onto the target, but his left hand still missed.

Close to the Sand Giant's armpit, Yi She took short steps to circle around him, dragged his sword and slashed at the enemy's left outer knee, locking his fulcrum, then spun around and leaped into the air to deliver a heavy slash.

The crystallized shoulder armor exploded, scattering like fragments of rainbow light.

Lightning leaps infinitely.

Hong Sheng's eyes seemed to flash with light, appearing only the moment he hit his target, shattering large chunks of sand armor with each attack and defense.

The battle remained deadlocked for several tens of seconds.

He repeatedly wiped the cold sweat from his palms with his sleeve, and inadvertently glanced to the side, only to see Qu Luoyi with his arms crossed, fangs protruding from his upper lip, his gaze as sharp as a blue bead.

In the distance, Yu Qianyu touched his ribs.

"What a tough desert armor! It can withstand this, it's really durable..."

He truly survived the Awakening of Insects. Cutting through the Xuan Iron Armor was no more difficult than chopping wood, but Lei Lin's abnormality was even more unforgettable.

For top-tier geniuses, Yi She's most terrifying quality is not his speed—other killing techniques like Instant Step have a good chance of reaching or even exceeding his peak speed—but rather his adaptability to high-speed states.

Under the rigorous training of the "Void Thunder Scripture," the dynamic vision, thinking speed, reaction speed, and even the joints and fascia of the entire body of the Yi family martial artists are all oriented towards high-speed combat.

The rain in front of the building was clearly visible, and Yi She, who was turning back and circling around to kill, even had the leisure to twirl his sword.

The Sand Giant has become a target.

Even with the Dragon Soul Tree providing constant positioning, the difference in activation speed made it difficult for Hong Fan to land a hit, rendering the power and quality amplification from the Sand Armor useless.

In the eyes of Lou Qianyu, Chu Jiange, Zhong Lianyun and other former top-ranked players, the seemingly stalemate was actually disadvantageous to Hong Fan—the proportion of true essence consumed by surface defense was far higher than that of point attack, not to mention that Yi She possessed dragon blood and was not afraid of being consumed.

As expected, Hong Beom changed his tactics first after several dozen rounds.

(End of this chapter)