Primordial Emperor
Chapter 398 Draw

Chapter 398: Chapter 398 Draw

Lin Chen had to admit that the young man before him was strong, yet not to an outrageous degree, which meant Lin Chen could still manage to cope with him.

Lin Chen continually shifted his position, starting to use his movement technique to dodge Du Feiyu’s attacks.

The speed at which Lin Chen used his movement technique increasingly accelerated, so quick that numerous afterimages were left around Du Feiyu; this was precisely the Second Realm of the Purple Cloud Wings Martial Arts Skill.

"I underestimated you, it seems," said the man.

Du Feiyu slightly furrowed his brow, clenched his fist, and the sword in his hand radiated light—a sword of Earth Grade quality no less.

Having observed Lin Chen fight with Hong Lan the previous day, Du Feiyu knew that Lin Chen’s swordsmanship was even exquisite, but he arrogantly believed that should he cross swords with Lin Chen, he would certainly not be defeated.

However, after exchanging blows today, he realized just how terrifying Lin Chen’s combat strength was. His Cultivation might not have been strong, having only just broken through to the Eighth Layer of the Melding Earth Realm the previous day, but his overall strength was comparable to that of a Warrior of the Heaven-reaching Realm, lagging only slightly behind Du Feiyu himself.

Therefore, for the time being, Du Feiyu was utterly unable to suppress Lin Chen, let alone defeat him.

This realization caused Du Feiyu, prideful as he was, to feel his face burning with the sting of humiliation.

Originally, he had wanted to vent his senior sister’s frustration and teach Lin Chen a lesson; to now find himself in such a situation where he hadn’t been able to gain the upper hand against Lin Chen for such a long time.

Moreover, what was most crucial was that despite the prolonged battle, Du Feiyu noticed that Lin Chen’s spirit did not wane in the slightest.

According to Du Feiyu’s calculations, even if he couldn’t defeat Lin Chen shortly, as long as the battle was prolonged, Lin Chen’s Spiritual Power would surely not keep up with his own, and once Lin Chen’s Spiritual Power ebbed, Du Feiyu would certainly be able to defeat him.

However, who could have anticipated that Lin Chen’s Spiritual Power seemed inexhaustible?

And what was even more dreadful was that Du Feiyu discovered, during their battle, Lin Chen’s combat skills and Martial Arts Skill were improving rapidly.

Especially Lin Chen’s unpredictable movement technique, which was now faster than ever, leaving countless afterimages around them.

"Even Junior Brother Du can’t handle him? What kind of monster is this guy, to be so strong?"

Hong Lan and the others watched the fight between Lin Chen and Du Feiyu; Hong Lan was naturally delighted that Du Feiyu would stand up for her and give Lin Chen a piece of his mind.

None of them had expected that Du Feiyu would end up merely drawing even with Lin Chen, shocking them to their core.

The middle-aged man, however, sighed. He had guessed early on that Lin Chen would not be an easy adversary, which is why he repeatedly stopped Du Feiyu from trying to teach Lin Chen a lesson the previous day—he simply did not want to further offend Lin Chen over a matter that was already settled.

Although Hong Lan had lost yesterday, it was just a bet, and in defeat, she actually did not suffer a blow to her reputation, nor did she harbor any deep-seated grudge.

But if Du Feiyu were to trouble Lin Chen now, it would likely incur resentment, which would mean Hong Lan and her companions couldn’t afford to lose even more.

"You’re also very impressive, having quickly improved your strength during the battle," said Lin Chen.

Lin Chen looked at Du Feiyu, with a bit of surprise in his heart. He had faced many foes stronger than Du Feiyu, but Du Feiyu was the first he’d encountered with such exceptional Talent.

Now, during his battle with Du Feiyu, while Lin Chen’s strength had indeed broken through, Du Feiyu had also improved. The strength of both men had continued to grow amidst the battle, making each other good sparring partners.

Nonetheless, both of them bore many sword wounds. They had been fighting for a whole night, neither falling behind, neither able to gain dominance, essentially reaching a deadlock.

However, the wounds on Lin Chen’s body were visibly healing at a rate that could be seen with the naked eye, which left Du Feiyu and the middle-aged man and their companions profoundly shocked.

Du Feiyu, lacking Lin Chen’s monstrous physique, had to fight while consuming Healing Pills.

Putting aside whether the Healing Pills would run out, just the recovery speed alone was no match for Lin Chen’s natural healing. If the battle continued like this, the one to ultimately fall would be Du Feiyu.

To possess such self-healing ability, one must surely have the physique of a Supreme God Body, the first and extremely rare physique recognized across the Mysterious Heaven Continent for cultivation.

Having understood Lin Chen’s physique, everyone finally knew why Lin Chen’s strength was so monstrous, able to challenge those at higher levels in the Heaven-reaching Realm, despite being at the Melding Earth Realm Cultivation, and across several grades at that.

Yet, what they didn’t know was that Lin Chen’s physique was that of an Ancient Divine Body, far more powerful than the Supreme God Body by countless times.

The method of shaping the Ancient Divine Body had been lost to time, only the Primordial Transformation Art could achieve it.

Swipe, swipe—

At this moment, another clash ensued, with Sword Light flying everywhere and the sound of their collision constantly reverberating in the air, and once more countless wounds were added on both of them.

However, it was Du Feiyu who acquired more injuries.

Clearly, although neither could gain the upper hand in the battle, the extent of their injuries and their rates of recovery were different.

Lin Chen actually held a great deal of respect for Du Feiyu, feeling a sense of empathy for his worthy opponent.

Du Feiyu was a rare adversary, and although Lin Chen was aware of his intentions to side with Hong Lan, Lin Chen held no malice towards him and did not intend to use his advantageous physique to secure the win.

"Enough, if this battle continues, neither of us will be able to determine a victor. Let’s call it quits for now and choose another day to fight," proposed Lin Chen.

Lin Chen, seeing Du Feiyu panting and constantly consuming Healing Pills, made his suggestion.

Hearing this, Du Feiyu’s brows furrowed tightly; he was well aware that his physique was inferior to Lin Chen’s, and continuing the fight would only lead to his own defeat.

Lin Chen’s words were simply a way to allow him to step down gracefully.

After some thought, Du Feiyu nodded, sheathed his sword, and walked away.

The middle-aged man and Hong Lan, seeing that the two of them weren’t hell-bent on fighting to the death, quietly breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully, they had not completely offended Lin Chen.

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