"True enough, this kid's a bit cunning."
"But at his level, that kind of attack can't even scratch Sha Hun Haotian."
"The Sha Hun Clan has never cultivated any techniques — they focus solely on mastering the power of their bloodline."
"The bloodline power of the Sha Hun Clan integrates both offense and defense, and Sha Hun Haotian's bloodline is the strongest in the clan's entire history."
"With Chu Feng's combat power damaged so severely, how is he supposed to defeat Sha Hun Haotian?"
The woman in the killing intent was quite curious. While Chu Feng's performance so far had surprised her somewhat, she still saw no hope of him winning.
She had long heard of Sha Hun Haotian's strength.
"If Chu Feng's combat power were at its normal level, beating Sha Hun Haotian with his experience wouldn't be difficult at all."
"But then what would be the point of this battle?"
"I want to see how Chu Feng wins when his combat power is weaker than his opponent's."
"If he can't even do that, I really will be disappointed," said the woman in the white dress.
In the desert where Chu Feng stood, the martial power released by the dragon's breath had yet to dissipate, but Chu Feng was gazing solemnly at that stretch of void.
He could clearly see that the dragon's breath had failed to wound Sha Hun Haotian — that black flame's defensive power was far too formidable.
*Whoosh—* Before long, a massive hand made of black flames burst forth from the wall of martial power and slammed toward Chu Feng.
Its speed and force were both extraordinary, comparable to a second-tier Forbidden God martial technique.
But Chu Feng formed hand seals and vanished in the next instant, reappearing at a distant location.
"Another teleportation array?"
Sha Hun Haotian scoffed. "But you don't stand a chance."
With that, another wave of black flame erupted, forming into a giant black-flame hand that struck toward Chu Feng's new position.
Although Chu Feng dodged the blow, the teleportation array he had set up earlier was crushed to pieces by that black-flame hand.
Immediately after, the black-flame hand pursued Chu Feng once again.
However, it didn't take long before Sha Hun Haotian realized he had underestimated Chu Feng.
Chu Feng's speed was faster than he had imagined. Even though the bloodline power he unleashed was immensely strong and terrifying in velocity, it actually couldn't catch up to Chu Feng.
"Why is his combat power inferior to mine, yet his speed surpasses mine?"
"Is it some secret technique of this realm?"
Sha Hun Haotian was pondering as well.
If Chu Feng had such speed, he could have used it directly during their earlier exchange with weapons — so why had he gone out of his way to set up barrier arrays?
Soon his expression shifted, as if he had found the answer, and he called out to Chu Feng: "This is your trump card, isn't it?"
He believed this was Chu Feng's life-saving trump card, something meant for escape.
It could only be used when running away.
"But today's battle must produce a victor. This trick of yours is certainly time-limited, whereas my bloodline has no such restriction — do you really intend to drag this out with me?" Sha Hun Haotian asked.
"Have you ever heard the phrase 'impotent barking'?" Chu Feng countered.
"What?" Sha Hun Haotian didn't understand.
"A dog tied up can't bite anyone — all it can do is bark wildly. You're exactly like that right now," Chu Feng said.
"Are you insulting me?"
"If anything, you're more like a dog — you can only run, but you don't dare to fight," Sha Hun Haotian shot back.
"Weren't you the one who jumped out and declared you'd kill me?"
"Is this how you kill?"
"With your mouth?" Chu Feng retorted.
Sha Hun Haotian was rendered speechless by Chu Feng's words. He had indeed declared his intent to kill Chu Feng the moment he appeared.
"So you're eager to die, aren't you? Fine — I'll grant your wish."