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Once again, the two clashed with no reservations, both going all out in a life-or-death struggle. For Pei Yan, delaying the enemy was already a victory. In contrast, Shitang Longsi felt increasingly anxious. The longer he dragged this out, the more unfavorable it was for him, as he had less and less time to reseal the Origin Maiden.

Because of this, Shitang Longsi's attacks were even fiercer than before, with thunder and sword shadows following his every move. Cornered and seeing Pei Yan once again being driven into a dead end, he couldn't help but mock loudly, "Is this the assurance you had? It doesn't seem much different from before. Your fate won't change. Prepare to pay for your arrogance and conceit!"

Before his words even landed, Shitang Longsi noticed a flaw in Pei Yan's defense under his fierce attack. His longsword aimed directly at Pei Yan's throat — an arm can regenerate, a chest wound can heal! This time, if I cut off your head, let's see what you'll do.

Holding his breath and mustering a lethal blow, the swing was surprisingly calm without the ferocity from before. The blade silently cut through the air, aiming steadily toward Pei Yan's neck collar. Huh? No reaction?

Pei Yan's actions caused a sinking feeling in Shitang Longsi's heart. He stood there without any move to defend, watching calmly as the longsword swung past him. He's moved! There's movement! What!?

Pei Yan's action once again ignited anger in Shitang Longsi's heart. He actually extended just one finger to block where Shitang Longsi's longsword would pass. Did he think he could block the blade with just one finger!

Insane! He's truly insane! No matter, since he's so overconfident, let him regret his arrogance alone in Hell!

Bam! The lethal blow sliced past Pei Yan's fingertip rapidly, as both figures switched positions in a flash.

A moment later, Pei Yan still stood at the original spot. With the finger that blocked the blade tip, he snapped his fingers, exhaled deeply, and laughed, "Just in time!"

On the other side, Shitang Longsi's mood dropped to rock bottom as his fractured longsword fell from his hand.

Shattered! How could it shatter?

Compared to the brief panic when being suppressed by Pei Jin, the fracture of the longsword utterly crushed Shitang Longsi's confidence. He was the God of Swords! This ancestral sword, tempered and strengthened with his inner energy, had practically merged with his own bloodline, reinforcing its sharpness and toughness with his abilities. It was virtually indestructible, invincible!

Yet, such a sword, akin to half of his life, was shattered so easily by two of Pei Yan's fingers!

"What did you do!" Shitang Longsi turned, glaring at Pei Yan with bloodshot eyes, squeezing each word out through gritted teeth.

"A person from a noble family, isn't that naive? We're enemies, and I don't seem to have the obligation to reveal the secrets of my techniques to my enemies. If you want to know, experience it slowly in the upcoming fight. You no longer stand a chance!" As soon as Pei Yan spoke, his figure turned into thunder and charged at him again.

Calm down! I must stay calm! I still have a chance to turn the tables! Watching Pei Yan's fists swinging forth, Shitang Longsi reminded himself over and over that his speed and technique still had an advantage. As long as he uncovered the secret of how his longsword was shattered, he still had a chance!

With this thought, Shitang Longsi steadied himself, and an auxiliary longsword appeared in his hand as he touched the ring storage. He swung it straight at Pei Yan's hands.

Still, Pei Yan didn't dodge, using mechanical fists to meet Shitang Longsi's longsword head-on. The clash between iron fists and the sword blade didn't even spark, and the longsword shattered into several pieces!

Change swords! Battle again! Shatter again! Change swords! All five swords from the ring storage shattered. Shitang Longsi simply used the Origin energy to form a blade to clash with Pei Yan once more. Still, it shattered! The Origin blade disintegrated upon contact with Pei Yan, dispersing into the air.

However, because of this, Shitang Longsi could more clearly observe the process of the sword shattering, gradually understanding Pei Yan's secret ability. After another sword shattered, he sidestepped Pei Yan's incoming punch and shouted, "Military God descend!"

With his command, the earth trembled as dozens of samurai formed from soil emerged, brandishing longswords and charging at Pei Yan. Shitang Longsi seized this opportunity to escape the battle, trying to calm down and collect his thoughts for another fight.

Unfortunately, it seemed Pei Yan wasn't planning to give him any breathing room. The samurai hadn't even gotten close when, with just a gentle wave of Pei Yan's right arm and without any extraneous action, the samurai stopped dead in their tracks and immediately crumbled, turning into dust and dissipating into the air.

Watching the figure step out of the swirling wind and sand, Shitang Longsi twisted his neck and shouted, "It's vibration, isn't it?"

"Seen through me, huh? That's right, it's vibration!" Unfazed by the exposure of his ability, Pei Yan, stepping out from the dust storm, wiped the dust off his glasses and admitted frankly.

"Why didn't you use such an ability from the beginning, saving it as a trump card?" Shitang Longsi spoke as he straightened his back, and another Origin-constructed longsword appeared in his hand. Now that he had identified the problem, he had already thought of a solution — but before that, he wanted to confirm his theory.

"This ability isn't something you can just use at will. For ordinary objects, I can indeed shatter them easily, but for supernaturals, especially those with Origin protective fields, their Origins operate at specific frequencies. Without finding the corresponding frequency, I can't induce the resonance needed to shatter them!" Watching the subtle smile on Shitang Longsi's lips, Pei Yan abruptly switched to a more instructive tone, patiently explaining.

"Forgot what you just said so quickly? Didn't you claim there's no obligation to explain your move's secrets to enemies?" Shitang Longsi mocked, adjusting his state while shaking his shoulders and locking his gaze on Pei Yan.

Pei Yan shrugged, clapping his hands and spreading his arms indifferently, retorting, "Well, I'm just a kind person. When I see a little student finding the answer, I can't help but reward him a bit!"

"Naive!" As soon as the word dropped, Shitang Longsi's figure lunged in front of Pei Yan, his longsword slicing forth, eyeing Pei Yan who remained brimming with confidence with two fingers raised to block. His face revealed a ferocious smile, but in the next second, that smile froze, stiffening his expression.

Contrary to his expectation, the sword didn't sever fingers left and right. Watching the Origin energy once again dissolve into blue light and disperse in the air, Pei Yan's voice, the one which Shitang Longsi hated to his bones, rang in his ears, "I told you, you no longer have a chance to turn the tables!"