Chapter 434: Reversing the Situation: Nan Feihuang's True Strength

Nan Feiling, Meng Yiran, Ye Lingling, and the other ignorant young girls were completely unable to understand the words of these three famous generals or strategists from the end of the Han Dynasty; no matter how one looked at the situation in the sky, it was disadvantageous for Nan Feihuang.

Why, then, did they appear as if victory was already in their grasp?

Just at this moment, a sudden change occurred in the sky, and Feihuang abruptly opened his eyes, "I see it!"

Immediately, Feihuang swung his Fangtian Halberd, and with a "ding" sound, the blade of the Halberd and the sharp claws of Guangling Douluo grazed each other, sparks flying from the collision.

Guangling Douluo was startled; his ultra-high-speed attack had actually been blocked by Nan Feihuang.

Not only that, but at this moment, his palms were covered in wounds and cracks; the attack power of the god-level martial soul Fangtian Halberd was truly terrifying.

Coupled with the fact that Nan Feihuang was currently in the state of Berserk Golden Body, which doubled his strength, even a mere collision had nearly destroyed his wrists.

The shortcomings of Guangling Douluo were also very obvious: while possessing ultra-high speed and sonic attacks, his strength attribute—which represented the power of physical attacks—was not very outstanding; in any case, it was far inferior to Lion Douluo, and roughly on par with Guangling Douluo.

Then, whatever the outcome for Guangling Douluo was, that would be his outcome as well.

If not for the fact that Feihuang had not yet activated his Weapon Soul Avatar just moments ago, his palms would likely have been sliced off by the Fangtian Halberd.

"My attack was blocked? Just a coincidence!" Guangling flapped his wings, whipping up a gale, and accompanied by the powerful wind force, he once again pushed his speed to the absolute limit, launching an invisible attack toward Nan Feihuang.

Feihuang smiled slightly, "You think it's a coincidence, do you? Then you had better watch closely, Senior Guangling, whether it is truly a coincidence or not!"

Nan Feihuang began to rapidly brandish the Fangtian Halberd.

The body of the Halberd moved with the wind, and those below felt it was profound but didn't understand why, only feeling that Nan Feihuang's movements were completely without pattern.

However, with every swing, one could hear "bang, bang, bang" sounds.

This meant that Guangling Douluo's invisible attacks were being blocked by Nan Feihuang, solid and true.

"What is going on? Nan Feihuang kept up with my speed?" Guangling Douluo was shocked and puzzled; he clearly felt that Nan Feihuang was still the same Nan Feihuang as before.

He had not used any soul skill to increase speed, nor had he made a breakthrough in the heat of battle or increased his level.

He was just swinging the halberd in his hand in such a plain and unadorned way, yet that was enough to block all of his attacks.

"Are you confused, Senior Guangling? But isn't this method of response something you taught me?" Nan Feihuang laughed.

"I did?" Guangling Douluo fell into deep thought; when had he ever taught Nan Feihuang... wait, Guangling suddenly thought of something, "Could it be... prediction?"

Nan Feihuang nodded, "That's right, it is prediction. Senior Guangling, your claw technique is truly mediocre, one might even say a complete mess." This was a blunt mockery; after all, didn't Guangling rely on prediction to break his Teleportation earlier? Although Guangling's Instant Wind was powerful, it was ultimately just a speed skill, still a fraction slower than Teleportation.

Yet, by sensing the tremors in space, he had predicted where Nan Feihuang would appear after Teleportation and prepared his attack in advance; it was this prediction that not only made up for that slight gap but also allowed him to overcome the superior with the inferior, using Instant Wind to suppress Teleportation.

Now, Nan Feihuang was simply using the same trick again.

Guangling's weakness, or rather the weakness shared by the natives of the Douluo Continent, was the simplicity of their techniques; except for a very small number of people, most people in battle always relied on their nine soul skills and soul bone skills.

Take this Guangling Douluo for example; his sharp claws were formidable, but unfortunately, he lacked any overly refined moves.

Once Nan Feihuang calmed his heart to properly sense it, he had completely grasped the style Guangling excelled at. Feihuang's speed was indeed slower than Guangling's, but by predicting Guangling's attack trajectory, he could prepare in advance; in this way, the disadvantage in speed was erased by the same method.

"Furthermore, I have discovered the flaw in your claim of being fearless in close combat. The layer of Reverse Wind you wrap around your body can indeed defend against any physical melee attack, but when you actively launch an attack, you must withdraw this layer of Reverse Wind barrier. Otherwise, this Reverse Wind is not only protecting you, but also protecting your opponent. In other words, the moment you launch an attack is my best opportunity for a counterattack," Feihuang continued, "Does this count as breaking the speed tactics of the Spirit Hall's Third Elder, Guangling Douluo? Then, Senior, do you have anything else novel to show me?"

"This person is truly terrifying!" Guangling Douluo said solemnly.

Under such a huge disadvantage just now, this guy not only showed no panic at all but could also calmly find all of his flaws from his own attacks.

How steady and seasoned this was; he did not look like a teenager at all.

He now dared not launch attacks at will; just as Nan Feihuang said, once all his attack patterns were seen through, his active attacks were just giving Nan Feihuang opportunities to counter.

As for long-range energy attacks, that was even more of a pipe dream.

Indeed, compared to physical attacks, Guangling was more adept at wind-attribute energy attacks, but that would be equivalent to abandoning his own speed and competing with Nan Feihuang in soul skills.

Unfortunately, that was exactly what Nan Feihuang was best at.

Guangling indicated that he did not want to taste that Fusion Peerless Skill that could tear apart Guangling Douluo's Ninth Soul Skill.

His energy attacks were on par with Guangling Douluo's; if Guangling had lost that day, then if he were to rashly compete with Nan Feihuang today, he would lose just the same.

Guangling Douluo's slight hesitation gave Nan Feihuang even more opportunities. Could he not launch a counterattack if Guangling didn't take the initiative to attack? "Eh, what's this? Senior, are you afraid, so you don't dare to attack? Then, I shall begin my active assault. First, I will break your 'Blue Sky Sea of Clouds Sound-Dust Art'." Nan Feihuang held his Fangtian Halberd high, his Seventh Soul Ring flashing with the rich red light representing one hundred thousand years, and he roared toward the sky, "Seventh Soul Skill: Weapon Soul Avatar, Weapon Soul Avatar!"

By activating both avatars simultaneously, Feihuang instantly entered his strongest state.

"No matter how powerful this 'Blue Sky Sea of Clouds Sound-Dust Art' is, it is ultimately just a soul skill composed of soul power. Since that is the case, I will tear apart all the soul power; let's see how you maintain this barrier."

"Earth Peerless—Tyrant Crossbar, Earth Unparalleled—Unparalleled Heavenless Palm!"

The Fusion Peerless Skill reappeared, and Feihuang's aura, powerful to the extreme, caused the entire mountain range to tremble.

Following this, a horizontal slash about a hundred meters long, paired with a destructive dark red shockwave, was unleashed.

Guangling Douluo felt a fatal threat and was so frightened that he immediately moved thousands of meters away from Nan Feihuang.

However, Nan Feihuang did not care; the target of these two moves was not Guangling himself.

In the end, these two moves struck a large mountain near the front of Guteleisi Mountain simultaneously. The shockwave of the Unparalleled Heavenless Palm started from the peak and pierced through to the other side of the mountain in a diagonal straight line; a huge hole went straight from the peak to the foot of the mountain—Feihuang had pierced through the entire mountain belly with a single strike.

The slash of the Tyrant Crossbar even cut the entire mountain range in two.

Everyone watched, dumbfounded; what kind of attack power was this? This was Nan Feihuang's true strength!

As the Tyrant Crossbar tore through the Domain and the Unparalleled Heavenless Palm destroyed the Barrier, Guangling's most prideful ultimate technique was instantly broken.

Feihuang smiled and took a deep breath, "The feeling of breathing fresh air again is truly good. Then, next, this battle should also come to an end!"

(End of chapter)