Chapter 47: Honorable in Defeat

Wang Peng, hiding beneath the Black Shield, had already sensed the presence of the tornadoes with his Divine Sense. He was greatly alarmed; every one of these tornadoes was condensed from Spiritual Qi. Such a large-scale attack was something even an ordinary cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Early Stage could not achieve.

"Boom!"

Just as he was pondering this in his heart, one of the tornadoes had already struck the Black Shield. This loud sound shook Wang Peng, who was behind the shield, to his very core, and he and the Black Shield were forcibly knocked back more than a zhang!

"Boom!"

Immediately following, another loud sound rang out, and Wang Peng's figure retreated once more. By now, he understood that relying on the Black Shield for defense was simply not a solution. The shield could not withstand many attacks like this. Once the shield was destroyed, he would be completely exposed to the dozen or so tornadoes, and at that point, trying to escape would likely be harder than ascending to heaven.

Thinking of this, Wang Peng wanted to abandon the shield and dodge to the left, but when his peripheral vision caught the left side, his heart instantly turned cold. At this moment, a tornado had already quietly moved to his left and was finding an opportunity to attack him.

If he were to head out from the left side now, he would fall right into Qu Yuan's trap!

"Damn it!"

Wang Peng cursed inwardly. This Qu Yuan was too insidious. If he hadn't taken a look beforehand and had just charged out, he would have run straight into the tornado; if that had really happened, he would have been at least severely injured.

With the left side blocked, he turned his gaze to the right, and upon looking, his heart turned cold again; he saw that there was also a tornado guarding the right side.

He felt as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. Neither left nor right was viable, and he was not far from the Invisible Light Screen behind him. If he were truly forced against the light screen, Wang Peng would have completely lost this time. With nowhere to retreat and forced to face the attacks of over a dozen tornadoes, he believed that experience would not be pleasant.

"I'll risk it!"

In an instant, Wang Peng made his decision! Given the current situation, he was going to lose anyway, so why not fight a desperate battle? Thinking of this, he bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of essence blood onto the Black Shield. Immediately, the black shield, which had been about a zhang in size, surged wildly, eventually growing to four or five zhang, blocking Wang Peng as solidly as a small mountain.

At the same time, Wang Peng moved his Divine Sense, and the Heavenly Net Sword flew back to his side. He cast over a dozen hand seals in succession, all of which struck into the Flying Sword. The Heavenly Net Sword let out a long cry, its blade covered in thick black light, and in the blink of an eye, it floated before him like a massive ball of black light.

Qu Yuan had originally thought that as long as he used the "Wild Wind Slash," Wang Peng would undoubtedly lose. After all, he knew the power of the wind-attribute Magic Treasure in his hand all too well. If his Spiritual Qi were more abundant, he could have unleashed even more tornadoes. Even so, a dozen or so tornadoes were enough to take Wang Peng down.

But what Qu Yuan had not expected was that Wang Peng, under the cover of the Black Shield, would advance instead of retreat. As the black shield moved forward a step, Wang Peng's body behind it also pressed forward!

"Let's see how long that broken shield of yours can hold out!"

With a movement of his Divine Sense, two tornadoes attacked the black shield simultaneously.

"Boom-boom!"

The black shield was struck by both attacks at once. Black spiritual light swirled across the surface of the shield, and although it resisted a portion of the power, countless tiny cracks still appeared on its surface. These cracks were invisible to the naked eye, but Qu Yuan's Divine Sense had already sensed them.

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and with another movement of his Divine Sense, three more tornadoes launched an attack. By now, Wang Peng behind the black shield had sensed it; his expression was exceptionally grave, and he glanced at the Heavenly Net Sword beside him. His heart was tense to the extreme; success or failure rested on this one move.

The three tornadoes struck the shield at almost the same time. With a thunderous boom, the black shield was completely shattered, and countless fragments of the black shield flew everywhere. Upon seeing this, Qu Yuan was immediately overjoyed; he thought that as long as he shattered the black shield, he would win. But what he never expected was that although the black shield was shattered, it left behind a large mass of black energy in its place.

Before Qu Yuan could figure out what was happening, Wang Peng's body charged into the black energy. At the same time, the black energy rapidly adhered to his body, forming a faint, flickering suit of black armor.

Qu Yuan was alarmed, knowing things had taken a bad turn, and hurriedly drove four tornadoes to attack Wang Peng at once. But it was too late. Wang Peng's body was extremely fast; with a tap of his toes on the ground, his body shot out like an arrow. Although there was a tornado blocking his path ahead, he acted as if he didn't see it and forcibly charged straight toward the center of the tornado!

At this moment, everyone outside the arena let out a gasp. To pass directly through a tornado with one's own body—wasn't that just courting death? Even if one's physical body were incredibly tough, it would be impossible to withstand those countless Wind Blades!

Qu Yuan's thoughts were the same as everyone else's, but a bizarre scene unfolded, and everyone at the scene gasped once more. Wang Peng's body had actually passed through the center of the tornado. The armor condensed from the black energy that had previously adhered to him was more than half shattered, and blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth.

He had actually used the remaining Spirit Power from the shield to condense a suit of armor for himself, then borrowed his protective Spiritual Qi to forcibly pass through the obstruction of the tornado. At this moment, the distance between him and Qu Yuan was less than a zhang; Qu Yuan could even hear his heavy breathing.

Just as everyone was stunned, Wang Peng flipped his palm, and a mass of black light appeared in his palm. Wrapped within the black light was none other than the Heavenly Net Sword.

"Whoosh!"

With a light flick of his wrist, the Heavenly Net Sword shot out like lightning, stopping less than a foot away from Qu Yuan, its chilling tip pointed directly at Qu Yuan's throat!

The Residual Wind Blade in Qu Yuan's hand dropped toward the ground, his head lowered, and the remaining few tornadoes vanished in an instant.

He had lost this match, without any suspense. If Wang Peng hadn't stopped the flying Heavenly Net Sword at the critical moment, he would have already lost his life!