School flower's personal master

Chapter 12871

Although Chen Yuan's move was casual, it was unstoppable.

From their perspective, no matter which angle they take, there is absolutely no way to break the deadlock; it's a complete impasse!

Lin Yi's solution was quite simple.

Neither flash nor block.

In an instant, Lin Yi activated his Demonic Transformation technique, unleashing his speed to its maximum. Instead of retreating, he advanced, charging forward.

At the same time, in everyone's eyes, a blur of Lin Yi's image stretched to the side and back, serving as a distraction.

Chen Yuan gave a disdainful smile: "A trivial skill, what's the point?"

This deception with a fake body is meaningless to him; he can see through it at a glance, and it has no effect whatsoever.

All of Lin Yi's actions, including those made by his true form, were nothing short of suicide for him.

However, Chen Yuan still praised him meaningfully: "At least you're not too stupid, not so stupid as to think you can dodge it."

He saw through Lin Yi's intentions perfectly clearly.

If you simply try to dodge, you won't escape at all.

After all, this wall of Dharma forms is too wide. Even if the speed at which the Dharma forms become demonic is already astonishing, it is difficult to escape this range laterally.

If you retreat, you will be continuously suppressed, and the next move will only be more difficult.

The only way to survive is to move forward.

Using the speed limit of the Dharma Form entering the demonic realm, pass through that one and only gap before the Dharma Form wall completely closes.

Although his casual strike was overwhelming and left no blind spots, it did have a slight weakness.

Seeing Lin Yi lock onto the target precisely, Chen Yuan's eyelids twitched slightly.

"They actually got through?"

Lin Yi successfully passed through the middle of the giant wall of Dharma forms, but in an instant, his body was riddled with wounds, blood splattered everywhere, and he was in a sorry state.

Fortunately, he did not suffer any fatal injuries.

This was still the only weakness he had found.

If one were to be crushed by other parts of the Dharma Image Giant Wall, the consequences would be far more than just a sorry state.

Even with Lin Yi's intermediate-level divine body, he might not be able to withstand such terrifying damage head-on.

At this moment, the distance between the two sides had suddenly shrunk from fifty meters to within twenty meters.

The people outside the venue didn't even dare to breathe.

The oppressive feeling brought by Chen Yuan's casual strike was so strong that even as bystanders, they felt as if a mountain was lodged in their hearts, giving rise to a sense of despair.

Lin Yi's eyes lit up.

Although the first round left him somewhat embarrassed, and he could only barely escape with his life despite his best efforts, it at least confirmed one thing for him.

With the extreme speed boost brought by the transformation into a demonic form, he was at least able to keep up with the opponent's attack rhythm.

As long as you can keep up, it means there's still a chance.

Chen Yuan frowned slightly: "You've got some good luck!"

Lin Yi's performance did surprise him somewhat, but that was all.

Chen Yuan immediately raised his hand and made a fist with his five fingers. Centered on him, the air within a radius of thirty meters instantly solidified into a tangible high pressure, squeezing towards Lin Yi from all directions.

This is not an attack skill, but a pure crushing of realms.

Lin Yi was frozen in place.

Chen Yuan sneered, "Your speed is indeed impressive, then I'll strip you of your speed and see what you do then!"

“I told you long ago, all your skills are meaningless in the face of absolute power.”

His intention was obvious: he wanted to crush his opponent with an overwhelming level of power!

He wanted to use the most brutal method to crush all of Lin Yi's hopes and make him feel utter despair!

If you can't even move, how can you fight him?

As soon as he finished speaking, the Royal Authority Stele suddenly appeared on Lin Yi's body.

Chen Yuan's expression changed slightly: "High-level divine equipment?"

A decree of amnesty was issued, and the royal privileges were granted.

Within five seconds, it grants complete immunity to all negative effects of magical techniques.

Although the duration was limited, it was enough for Lin Yi to take action.

At the same time, three of the eight Heavenly Locks opened simultaneously.

The Gate of Rest is open!

Lin Yi's injuries immediately began to heal rapidly, visible to the naked eye.

The gate is open!

An invisible barrier pushed forward, forcefully creating a space for Lin Yi to move around within the opponent's powerful aura.

The gate is open!

Three illusory clones suddenly appeared and spread out in three directions.

Chen Yuan frowned: "There's such a thing?"

With his abilities, he was unable to immediately distinguish which was the real body and which was an illusion.

This is the domineering nature of pseudo-immortal divine equipment.

Even someone as powerful as Chen Yuan would need a considerable amount of time to see through these illusions.

This was exactly the effect Lin Yi wanted.

The core of his response was not offense at all, but rather to use these skills to forcefully open up the situation and buy himself a window of opportunity.

Within five seconds of the royal privilege taking effect, Chen Yuan was unable to restrain Lin Yi; instead, he needed to determine the true identity from among the four figures.

If he makes even the slightest misjudgment, this round will be dragged on and will proceed to the final third round.

Everyone's spirits lifted.

They finally remembered the rules of this track duel.

Lin Yi didn't need to defeat Chen Yuan; he only needed to survive three rounds to win.

Judging from this, the chances are very high!

Chen Yuan sneered, "You want me to guess, and I'll guess?"

He didn't bother to distinguish between real and fake; he simply raised one hand, and a golden ripple swept across the entire battlefield indiscriminately.

Wherever the ripples passed, the three illusions shattered simultaneously.

Even so, when Chen Yuan saw Lin Yi's current state, the smile on his face vanished instantly.

Two rounds had passed, and the opponent, a mere two-zhang-tall Dharma Form, was still standing. After recovering, he appeared completely unharmed!

This goes beyond the scope of a cat playing with a mouse.

Chen Yuan's face darkened completely.

With only one round left, if he fails to defeat Lin Yi now, he will truly lose face today.

This time, Chen Yuan finally got serious.

No longer a casual basic attack, he extended a finger, and a golden light shone from the fingertip.

Although he was just pointing straight ahead, Lin Yi felt a chill run down his spine.

Even though it wasn't pointed at him, he felt like he was locked on and couldn't escape no matter how he dodged or used any means to slow it down!

Lin Yi's strong intuition told him that if he were hit by this finger, even his two-zhang-tall Dharma Form would be instantly pierced.

Any attempt to resist is a recipe for disaster!

The same applies to escapism.

There's no escape, no way to stop them!

The situation is exactly the same as at the beginning, or to be precise, it is even more dangerous.

Chen Yuan said leisurely, "If I were you, I would kneel down and admit defeat right now, so I could at least save my dog's life."

"Is this based on your own experience?"

Lin Yi chuckled in response: "I didn't realize you had such survival skills. It's a pity I'm too stubborn to learn your tricks."

Chen Yuan's face darkened: "What a sharp-tongued bastard!" (End of Chapter)