Urban Wolf King

The countless flying knives in mid-air were overwhelmingly astonishing, almost occupying the entire sky from afar.

The density of these flying knives was such that Wu Xie on the opposite side was completely obscured from view.

Although it seemed he had the upper hand for now, the look of triumph on Wu Xie's face had vanished, replaced by a frown.

Initially, with just one flying knife, if Wang Yan wanted to escape, he could have done so easily. Even with hundreds of flying knives, Wang Yan still had hope of escape.

But now, with millions of flying knives, even if Wang Yan wanted to flee, there was simply no place to escape to.

The entire space was filled with flying knives, not to mention Wang Yan, even an ant would be pierced by three or four knives.

Under normal circumstances, Wu Xie should be delighted, for he seemed to have victory in hand.

Yet Wu Xie felt something was amiss, because he sensed that Wang Yan was deliberately smashing the flying knives, intentionally putting himself in dire straits.

But why would Wang Yan do that? Could it be he was truly seeking his demise?

The more Wu Xie thought about it, the less it made sense, and he could only look at Wang Yan in confusion.

At this moment, Hu Wei was already hitting his forehead, muttering to himself, "It's over, it's over, at this point, no one can save him."

It seemed that indeed was what Hu Wei thought, as Wang Yan's Soul-Breaking Spear had already lowered its tip to the ground, as if in the face of millions of flying knives, Wang Yan had given up resistance.

At this point, the millions of flying knives had already reached Wang Yan, and the momentum of these knives was bound to turn Wang Yan into mincemeat.

Hu Wei quickly closed his eyes, not daring to watch anymore.

Wu Xie, however, looked at Wang Yan with disbelief, as if realizing something.

As the flying knives approached Wang Yan, at that moment, Wang Yan suddenly opened his mouth and shouted, "Get out of my way."

This shout contained Wang Yan's Power of Demon Patterns, and as soon as it was uttered, an invisible sound wave was emitted.

This sound wave was extremely weak, merely able to form ripples of sound in front of Wang Yan.

However, as soon as these ripples spread and collided with the flying knives, they instantly scattered the knives, sending them rebounding back.

None of the million flying knives were able to pierce Wang Yan's body.

Seeing this, Wu Xie was stunned, exclaiming, "What on earth is going on here?"

At this moment, the fragments of the million flying knives, blown away by Wang Yan's shout, shattered again, forming tens of millions of flying knives, targeting Wang Yan once more.

These tens of millions of flying knives were even more astonishing in momentum, yet at this point, Wang Yan didn't even shout, displaying a faint sneer on his face, and even took a step forward towards the numerous flying knives.

At this moment, Hu Wei opened his eyes again, looking at Wang Yan with both surprise and delight.

Seeing Wang Yan surviving millions of flying knives, of course Hu Wei was happy, but seeing the knives become tens of millions, he also felt terrified.

Yet, as to how Wang Yan survived the previous million flying knives, Hu Wei, having closed his eyes, hadn't seen.

This time, Hu Wei widened his eyes and stared unblinkingly at Wang Yan, thinking, "No wonder the boss is so confident, turns out he has a hidden trump card up his sleeve, I must watch closely."

Seeing this, Wu Xie's face changed, thinking, "Not good, turns out he already...impossible, it couldn't happen so quickly."

Under the watchful eyes of Wu Xie and Hu Wei, Wang Yan walked towards the tens of millions of flying knives, without any movement, not even repeating the shout from before, using only his own body to directly collide with the countless knives.

In the face of Wang Yan, the mighty tens of millions of flying knives completely disregarded him.

At this moment, the tens of millions of flying knives indeed struck Wang Yan's body.

Yet, after impacting Wang Yan's body, they astonishingly rebounded, all falling to the ground, while Wang Yan's body bore not a single scratch.

This time, as the flying knives hit the ground, they all turned into wisps of smoke, gracefully ascending into the air, disappearing between heaven and earth.

Until the flying knives disappeared, Wang Yan remained unmoved, apart from barely closing his eyes, using his eyelids to block the flying knives headed for his eyes.

"What's this? Copper Head Iron Arm?" Hu Wei was suddenly confused, if Wang Yan truly had Copper Head Iron Arm, then why bother using the Soul-Breaking Spear to parry the knives earlier?

Hu Wei didn't understand, but Wu Xie completely got it, staring at Wang Yan in horror and disbelief, saying, "You...how did you know?"

Wang Yan gave a cold smile, saying, "Your flying knives are strong, but it's a pity..."

Although Wang Yan didn't finish his sentence, Wu Xie's face already changed drastically, for he realized that Wang Yan had grasped the weakness of his flying knives.

Hearing their conversation, Hu Wei got completely bewildered, hurriedly asking, "Boss, what is the weakness? I can't see anything."

Wang Yan smiled faintly, saying, "Wu Xie's flying knives, quick in speed, strong in power, cannot be opposed head-on, or they'd multiply. At first glance, it seems only escape is possible, but precisely because of this, they have a fatal weakness."

Hu Wei quickly asked, "What weakness?"

Wang Yan said, "The flying knives split one into ten, each wielding one-tenth of the Power of Demon Patterns; from ten to a hundred, a hundred parts. When multiplying to tens of millions, each knife has only one-millionth of the original power. So, with hundreds of knives, I need to go all out with the Soul-Breaking Spear to block, a million knives I only had to shout, and with tens of millions of knives, I don't even need to block, because the knives can't pierce my skin."

Upon hearing this, Hu Wei widened his eyes, then praised, "Brilliant, absolutely brilliant, they say spectators see most clearly, yet standing aside, I still didn't see as clearly as you did."

Listening to Wang Yan, Wu Xie stared blankly at him, as though seeing a monster.

What Wang Yan said was indeed the weakness of the flying knives.

But usually in battles, Wu Xie's opponents couldn't possibly think of this.

Once they blocked the knives for the first time, and the knives transformed into hundreds or thousands, no one would dare continue resisting. They all chose to flee.

Thus, once Wu Xie unleashes his flying knives, no one could survive, precisely for this reason.

Opponents only running away, not resisting, Wu Xie indeed had the upper hand.

Being like Wang Yan, daring to shatter the flying knives, even allowing them to turn into tens of millions, Wang Yan was one of the few. Yet, in the face of tens of millions of knives, unfazed and daring to challenge them bodily, Wang Yan was the only one.

Therefore, looking at Wang Yan in front of him, for the first time, Wu Xie's eyes revealed a look of fear.