Up until this point in the battle, the assassins in black could already count how exquisite Yun Yang's saber skills were. There were a total of six styles, six styles that were repeated over and over again.
In spite of this, these six styles were both offensive and defensive, making it feel like they were flawless and unbreakable.
They could only attack with brute force and destroy them forcefully.
However, once they did so, one or two people would always be slightly injured.
Yun Yang was not feeling good as the battle continued; he was in a dire situation where he could lose his life at any time.
However, the assassins who were his opponents were not feeling good either. The one who was in the worst condition had more than a hundred and thirty wounds on his body!
Although they were all flesh wounds, only scratching the skin and not entering the muscle layer, it was still excruciating!
The surface area of a person's body was not small, but to have more than a hundred and thirty wounds on one's body was terrifying just thinking about it!
It was almost the same as death by a thousand cuts, okay?!
The eleven people, including the one whose hand had been cut off by Yun Yang, were all staring at Yun Yang with wide eyes, their hearts filled with hatred.
They kept repeating the same phrase, "Why the f * ck haven't you fallen yet?
Why the f * ck haven't you fallen yet? "
They did not know, nor could they imagine, that not only would Yun Yang not fall, he would bring them a huge surprise. In fact, Yun Yang had been preparing his counterattack and it was almost time now!
The Endless Divine Art had been circulating in Yun Yang's meridians like a great river. If he had continued to attack with all his might and without regard for the cost, Yun Yang might not have been able to hold on until now; he might have broken through the siege long ago.
However …
When the battle had reached a certain point, when everyone was at their wits' end, Yun Yang was surprised to realize that he seemed to have a chance to turn the situation around!
As long as he persisted in inflicting small wounds on these assassins, the effect would be apparent!
In terms of the situation between the attacker and the defender, it was the attacker who had expended more energy. Coupled with the constant injuries, everyone seemed to be giving their best on the surface. Even they themselves looked like they were attacking with all their might.
In spite of this, Yun Yang, who was in the midst of the battle, could clearly feel that the extent of his opponent's attack was much smaller than when they had not been injured.
When anyone was injured, it was inevitable that they would subconsciously avoid aggravating the wound.
It was a human instinct!
This was something that even the person himself would not notice, much less a third party.
It was this instinct that had become Yun Yang's life-saving straw and an opportunity to turn the tide of the battle!
I do consume a lot of energy, but … I don't sustain many injuries.
The Divine Edge Saber Art was the best saber art in the world!
As the enemy's attack weakened, Yun Yang's Endless Divine Art naturally unleashed an effect that was far beyond an ordinary person's imagination – he could replenish his Qi at any time and quickly!
Therefore, after Yun Yang had made it through the first half of the match, he had gradually become more at ease, even relaxed. It was just that he deliberately acted as if he would be exhausted at any time, tottering, and collapsing at any time to confuse others.
In other words, no matter how much Yun Yang was sweating profusely and staggering, it was merely an act!
The advantage of doing this was that it gave the killers a feeling that as long as they put in a little more effort, this guy would be killed by us!
However, the assassins increased their strength, and increased their strength again, and increased their strength … a few more times …
Yun Yang was still struggling at death's door.
No matter how heavily he panted, he would not fall!
Looking at the situation, it was certainly strange, but to put it bluntly, life was just like a play. It was all acting; there was nothing real about it. It was not worth anything!
As time went on, Yun Yang grew more confident. He suddenly burst out with Shangguan Lingxiu and broke out of the encirclement. Even when there was an expert watching from the sidelines, waiting for an opportunity to strike, Yun Yang was no longer afraid.
Yun Yang, who had actually turned the tide of the battle and had the situation under his control, suddenly had a thought – he did not want to leave.
He had finally managed to drag the enemy to the brink of death. If he were to leave just like that, would it not be a waste of effort? Especially when his own reinforcements could arrive at any time. No matter who it was, be it Lao Mei, Marquis Yun, the four noble young masters, or the Concourse of the Underworld …
All of them would do!
As long as they came, together with the reinforcements, he could definitely kill a large portion of these people before him with a sudden burst of energy!
Furthermore, Yun Yang wanted to take this opportunity to see if the Four Seasons Tower had any other forces. If there were any other experts involved …
It would save him the trouble of searching for a needle in a haystack …
Another reason that supported Yun Yang's crazy plan was that if he could not test the magical prediction that he had just comprehended in a real battle, it would be difficult to see through it. He remembered clearly that when Ling Xiaozui and the others were fighting, almost all of the unparalleled experts had the same prediction and their performance was much more brilliant than what he had comprehended.
The chance to comprehend in a moment of life and death like this was rare. How could he let it go so easily?
Yun Yang even had the time to daydream at such a critical moment – if Emmie was still here and the space was still here, he might only be able to comprehend it a little later.
The battle was getting more and more intense. As Yun Yang's Endless Divine Art was operating at full force, the mystical medicinal power that had been stored deep in his meridians, flesh, and blood was slowly unleashed, bringing Yun Yang's recovery to a whole new level …
The mystical medicinal power that had been stored for a long time was dissolving bit by bit at an infuriatingly slow rate. Once it had dissolved, it would generate a massive energy that surged into Yun Yang's meridians like a tsunami.
Sensing the changes in his body, Yun Yang was even more reluctant to leave. How could there be a more suitable atmosphere for improvement than a real battle of life and death?
Breaking out now? That would be a reckless waste of God's gift, a foolish act to miss the opportunity!
I look like I'm struggling in a life and death crisis, but in fact … do you all know that I'm actually growing stronger?
The power in my body is becoming stronger and stronger!
Yun Yang could clearly feel the immense power surging within him. It was like a sword that was forged from the toughest metal in the world. Only when it was struck by an unparalleled force could it gradually reveal its sharpness!
At this moment, the frequency of the strikes had only managed to strike the sword embryo until the rust had completely peeled off. There was still a long way to go before the treasured sword was truly formed and glowing with a chilling light …
So, how could this battle be stopped!?
Yun Yang even hoped that the few people who were watching from the sidelines would stop watching and join in as well.
Let the storm come fiercer!
I need all of you to f * ck me up, brothers!
Use more strength!
Use more strength!
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