In a breath's time, Will David closed in on Zuo Yi, and the power he had stimulated had reached its peak.
Although this European Transcendent was not well-known in the inner world and usually kept a low profile, he had always been in the top 20 of the Flaming Cross ranking. He had not entered the Elder Group because of his lack of qualifications.
He had advanced to Class A ten years ago and had rich combat experience. His mastery of his own abilities had reached the acme of perfection, and he could explode with Class A + combat power under extreme conditions.
The weakest of the 11 Chosen Saints with the title of Son of Saint or Saintess who cooperated with Will David to attack Zuo Yi was at least Class C +. Their abilities covered strengthening, energy, mind, nature, and mystery, and they had a variety of combat methods.
Most importantly, this team of Chosen Saints was not a motley crew. After being formed, they had conducted many group combat drills and could execute the tactical plan formulated by Will David very well.
Normally, even if Zuo Yi was a Class A + Transcendent, he would not be able to resist their siege.
However, Will David did not have any confidence that he would win. The memory of Zuo Yi's Dharma Compliance killing Anderson was too deeply etched in his mind. It also cast a heavy shadow over his heart!
He swung the cross sword in his hand.
This sword was custom-made for Will David by the master swordsmith of the Flaming Cross. The cost of forging alone exceeded 50,000 Web points, and it contained the power of the wind. It could be said to be a divine weapon.
With the support of this Wind Sword, Will David's combat power could increase by 30%, especially the speed of the sword.
At this moment, he was carrying heavy spiritual pressure and was determined to attack, and there were faint signs of a breakthrough.
The speed of the sword suddenly increased again, and it swept toward Zuo Yi's throat like lightning!
Whoosh!
What made Will David feel incredulous was that his attack, which exceeded his peak, had missed!
Zuo Yi was clearly right in front of him, and he didn't even make any movements to dodge or block. He just disappeared in the nick of time, causing the cross blade to draw a faint afterimage in vain. It didn't cause any damage at all.
How could it be!
Will David almost vomited blood. He had concentrated all his mental power into this sword, and the feeling of missing was too uncomfortable.
However, what truly terrified this A-class expert was not that Zuo Yi had dodged his killing blow, but that he had actually lost track of Zuo Yi's whereabouts.
The unknown was the scariest.
Will David's hair stood on end as he cursed inwardly!
"Ah!"
Suddenly, a shrill scream rang out from the side.
Will David immediately turned to look in the direction of the sound and saw that Zuo Yi had just sent a Holy Son flying with a punch. The latter screamed as he turned into light spots in the air.
Will David immediately felt as though he had fallen into an icy cavern.
Just a second ago, not only him, but all the 11 Chosen Saints had lost track of Zuo Yi. All the extraordinary skills they had used had hit nothing, and they could not find where Zuo Yi was either. They were all stunned.
Life and death were decided in one second. When Zuo Yi reappeared in their sights, he had blown up one of them with a punch!
"Over here!"
A Holy Son let out a heart-wrenching scream, and then Zuo Yi, who had appeared in a flash, punched him in the face.
Bang!
The next second, Zuo Yi's figure appeared ten steps away like a ghost and punched out again.
The Chosen Saints, who had been nurtured by the Flaming Cross, did not even have the chance to block or dodge. In the blink of an eye, three of them were killed by Zuo Yi as easily as chopping vegetables.
This was no longer a duel, but a one-sided massacre.
The elite combat team led by Will Davy was utterly defeated!
"We admit defeat!"
Just as Zuo Yi killed the fourth Chosen Saint, Will David roared, "Admit defeat!"
He really did not want to admit defeat like this, but this Grade A expert of the Flaming Cross had already realized that there was a huge gap in strength between his side and Zuo Yi. There was no point in continuing the battle.
Zuo Yi's speed was simply too fast. He didn't even use any weapons. Just by relying on close combat, he was able to beat their team to the point where they couldn't even fight back.
Will David could totally imagine how traumatized the Chosen Saints who had been blasted to death by Zuo Yi would be because of this crushing defeat. Even if it was for the purpose of protecting the other young people, he should have made such a choice.
As for the humiliation and responsibility of the defeat, let him bear it!
Zuo Yi's fist stopped just three inches away from the nose of a Chosen Saint. The strong wind that accompanied the fist suddenly disappeared and did not even move a strand of the Chosen Saint's hair.
But the eyes of this Chosen Saint who had escaped death collapsed. His legs trembled involuntarily and fear was written all over his face!
His consciousness had been defeated.
"Your Excellency Zuo Yi …"
Will Davide pointed his sword downwards and said weakly, "We admit defeat."
Zuo Yi calmly retracted his fist and looked at Will David.
Will David smiled bitterly. He took a few steps forward, held up his Wind Cross Sword with both hands and bowed to present it to Zuo Yi.
This was the price to pay for admitting defeat!
And this scene made the other surviving Chosen Saints feel as if they were struck by lightning. Some showed a pained expression and some had red eyes.
They would rather die than face such humiliation!
But the battle was over.
Zuo Yi took the Cross Sword and said calmly, "The sword is not bad."
Will David bowed and took a step back before straightening up again. He said, "Your Excellency Zuo Yi, I look forward to the day when you come to Vatican City."
Vatican City was a small city in Europe, but it was the holy city in the hearts of all European Extraordinaires. It had a long history and was also the headquarters of the Flaming Cross!
Zuo Yi nodded. "There will be such a day."
Will David did not speak again. He bowed to Zuo Yi again and then left the arena.
As he left, the other Chosen Saints and the members of the Flaming Cross sitting in the audience also disappeared one after another.
The applause, like the sudden arrival of a summer storm, mixed with the sudden burst of cheers and surged violently in the arena, unable to calm down for a long time.
"Zuo Yi!"
Countless people shouted Zuo Yi's name!
And Zuo Yi's expression was very calm.
When the atmosphere in the arena was no longer boiling, he inserted the Cross Sword in his hand into the arena and said in a deep voice, "I hope this is my last battle."
The honor of Da Xia's Extraordinaires should not be defended by only him!
Zuo Yi's voice resounded in the Azure Dragon Martial Arts Practice Field, reverberating in everyone's ears.
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