"Are all the Experts in your World like this, or are only some of them crazy?" Fang Bie asked somewhat helplessly, turning to the young man hanging in the Air beside him.
Xiao Yan also looked with a moronic gaze, glancing at the middle-aged man in front of him who was smiling in a somewhat deranged manner. "I don't know. The Experts I've met have all been quite friendly to me, but it seems there are quite a few crazy ones too."
"Still muttering about what? Want to die?" The middle-aged man suddenly bellowed, the Strength in his hand tightening involuntarily, causing both of them to feel the Pain from the pressure on their Bodies.
"Anyway, going alone is fine too. If I don't teach you a lesson, you'll think I'm a pushover!" Just a simple exchange between the two of them made him feel like he was losing control of the situation, and he decided to make an example of them.
Fang Bie felt a Strength on his body loosen, and he fell directly onto the Sand, but without any injury.
Xiao Yan, on the other hand, was lifted even higher. This Battle Spirit walked in front of him, the earthy-yellow Strength in his hand becoming even more pronounced, as if about to solidify.
The middle-aged man looked at the pillar of Light in the Distant Place that still showed no reaction, and at the Fellows beside him whom he couldn't afford to offend, his deranged expression becoming even more frantic.
"I'll show them the consequences of enraging me!"
As if deliberately breaking the tranquility of this Space, or perhaps just wanting to demonstrate his strength to those Battle Kings and Battle Emperors, this clownish behavior actually garnered him quite a bit of Attention.
Fang Bie was actually somewhat filled with Curiosity about this kind of Role. Unfortunately, Xiao Yan had already encountered countless Enemies of this type, so he had no desire to let him continue.
"Whoosh!" A blindingly bright Sword Light flashed. A plain and unornamented Long Saber had appeared in Xiao Yan's hand, and a pair of Wings gradually sprouted from his back. "Get out of my way!"
Blade Light soared into the Air, knocking over the seemingly immensely powerful Battle Spirit Expert, who looked as if he could overpower them both with a flip of his hand.
Drawing Sword Technique Characteristic: Block and Counterattack!
"Xiao Yan, now that you've drawn your Sword, don't give him any chance!" Fang Bie called out from the side.
The Drawing Sword Technique is indeed immensely powerful, but they are only ordinary Battle Masters, and their Bodies aren't particularly resilient. Once they attack, they certainly can't give the opponent a chance to counterattack.
"Of course I know that. Did I need you to tell me?" Xiao Yan pursed his lips. The fact that he even had Time to bicker at this moment showed just how incredibly good his State was.
The Attention of the surrounding Experts remained focused on the enormous pillar of Light. The Spiritual Qi here had even been completely absorbed by Yao Lao. These people clearly felt the Strength in their Bodies becoming depleted.
The most obvious sign was that those Battle Emperors with Wings were already slowly descending to the Land. They also felt their own depletion was becoming somewhat serious, and instinctively began to minimize their losses.
As for the twisted Battle Spirit who had been knocked over by a Knife and was now enraged out of humiliation, he couldn't even manage to swing his second fist. The Spiritual Qi infused within it had already diminished by more than half.
It was at this moment that the advantage of the Drawing Sword Technique became apparent. Without any Energy association, it naturally didn't require any Energy dependence either.
Xiao Yan unleashed a Knife strike, squarely hitting the hand of the Battle Spirit who had become somewhat stupefied because the Energy in his hand had been completely drained away.
"Baji, Beng!" After Xiao Yan unleashed this Knife strike, his powerful battle instinct prompted him to effortlessly add his own Attack, his entire Body suddenly slamming into the Person before him.
"Bang!" Unexpectedly, instead of knocking his opponent back, he himself felt a jolt of Pain and staggered back quite a Distance.
"What an eerie Knife! I, Yang Qian, must have it!" A fanatical Radiance appeared on the twisted man's Face. He no longer focused his gaze on the pillar of Light. He knew that surrounded by this group of people, he had no Chance at all.
On the contrary, a mere casual action had unexpectedly revealed an even greater allure to him.
What kind of Sword was it that could allow a mere Battle Master youth to knock him over so easily? If he could get his hands on this Sword, wouldn't he be able to contend with a Battle King?
A fanatical light shone in his eyes. He immediately ripped off his jacket, revealing his most intense battle mindset.
"Kid, today I'm going to teach you that Cultivation Realm is the absolute true strength. All external aids can't help you escape unscathed!" Traces of Poisonous Substances appeared all over his body, and one could only imagine the horrific Spectacle it must have been when he was raised amongst these Venomous Insects.
No wonder he developed such a deranged mindset. Scars like Centipedes crawling all over him, and his bruised purple Skin, made him look completely different from an ordinary person.
Rather than calling him a Person, it would be more accurate to call him a revolting Monster clothed in human skin!
Fang Bie looked around in some Surprise. No wonder there was a Battle Spirit Level Expert here. What powerful Traces of transformation!
Just a short Distance away from them, a hulking figure with an indifferent expression was fixedly staring at them, not making any Action, and without the slightest thought, as if he had merely glanced over their Bodies and was focused on the pillar of Light in the Distant Place.
Fang Bie imperturbably walked between them, continuing to watch Xiao Yan's battle while focusing some of his Attention on that Fellow.
"Battle Spirit is indeed beyond what I can currently handle." Xiao Yan's attempt resulted in a minor setback, but it didn't affect his fighting spirit. "But you, Fellow... it's not your fault you're so ugly, but coming out to scare people is!"
Utterly mismatched with his somewhat handsome Face were the Scars all over his body, large and small, that looked like green Venomous Insects, and the snake-head-like Tentacles sprouting from his palms.
"Everything will be destroyed before my Venomous Snakes!" He hissed, and a somewhat forked tongue flicked out from his Mouth!
"No wonder he looks like a freak. He really is a freak!" Disgust filled Xiao Yan's eyes. "Today, I'll consider this ridding the people of this menace!"
The grotesque Traces on Yang Qian's Face became even more pronounced. Green markings even began creeping from around his Body towards his Face.
"You're just a mere Battle Master. I am a Battle Spirit! I devoured hundreds of different Venomous Insects, large and small, before finally achieving this Promotion. What right do you have to contend with me?"
The crazed intent in his Voice intensified even further. His entire tone even became somewhat distorted. He abandoned the earth Attribute-like Attack Ability he had previously exhibited, instead directly infusing all his Strength into his own Body, intending to engage Xiao Yan in hand-to-hand combat!
The Long Saber slashed across the Air, its brilliance flashed!
Xiao Yan easily blocked his offensive with a single Knife strike. Although he might have been slightly unaccustomed at first to the light Sword Art feeling, it was certainly not as inherently forceful as wielding the Giant Ruler.
But when every Knife strike could Block an Attack, every Knife strike could cleave out a marking, and every Knife strike could exhibit even greater flair, Xiao Yan was already completely immersed in these Sword Art attacks. Where was the disgust from before?
Sure enough, as a certain philosopher named Wang from the 21st century said, the essence of Humans is nothing more than...
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