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At that moment, Peak, who had been trapped in an illusion, suddenly opened his eyes. The confusion on his face was now replaced with a fierce expression of anger.
"Die!" A furious roar erupted in the air, and Peak's eyes glowed a deep crimson.
Ye Yu did not hesitate; as soon as his opponent regained consciousness, he began to retract his Psychic Power. He knew he could no longer control Peak's thoughts and could only focus on defense.
At the same time, Ye Yu crossed his arms in front of him, wrapping his massive Psychic Power tightly around them. He understood that this wouldn't provide much protection, but it was the quickest action he could take.
Peak's fist rapidly enlarged in Ye Yu's vision. Although Ye Yu could anticipate the attack, he knew he couldn't evade it.
As Ye Yu prepared to defend with his Mental Power, the limited energy within him surged into his arms. In that moment, he felt as if the energy inside him was beyond just one level. However, there was no time for contemplation; an overwhelming force crashed toward him.
At that instant, Ye Yu felt as if a mountain were bearing down on him, its momentum like a thunderclap. Just the sheer pressure made him feel immense oppression.
All of this transpired in an instant, yet it felt like an eternity as a tremendous force surged forward.
"Boom—" It seemed that the sound arrived later than the impact itself. Just as Ye Yu sensed the colossal force approaching, the sound of the collision reached his ears.
Ye Yu felt exhausted; he realized he was flying through the air. The intense pain in his arms struck like waves against his nerve endings. Yet his mind remained clear, and every scene unfolded before him like frames of a rapidly flowing film.
Was it not over yet? Ye Yu suddenly discovered that despite the excruciating pain in his arms, he could still control them to exert power. He was astonished; after all, this was a full-force strike from someone at the peak of the Third Stage.
Hmph! If I am not to perish, then why not fight back with all my might? At that moment, clarity returned to Ye Yu's mind; the sensation of impact from that force had vanished!
In that instant, Ye Yu felt a surge of strength within him like a tiger ready to pounce. Though he had been propelled several meters away, as long as he did not fall off the stage, there was still hope!
In the next moment, Ye Yu's waist suddenly tensed, and his entire body began to plummet downwards. Suddenly, he sensed a vague figure appear before him, followed by an immense force that rushed towards him!
This is bad! Ye Yu's heart sank; he hadn't expected Peak to be so cautious. Just as he was about to fly off the stage, the opponent actually pursued him.
Quickly, Ye Yu realized that it wasn't caution but rather a desire to make him lose even more miserably! Just as he noticed the opponent's form, his Mental Power erupted all at once.
In the next instant, that tremendous impact broke through Peak's Psychic Power defense and directly pierced into Peak's mind.
"Ah—"
Peak instinctively let out a painful scream, and in that brief moment of delay, his attack failed to hit Ye Yu directly!
"Bang—"
Unable to control his body, Ye Yu crashed heavily onto the ground, and at that moment, his Mental Power was nearly exhausted from the previous full-force strike! If it weren't for his strong willpower, he might have collapsed right there.
At this time, Peak also landed on the ground. Although the recent Mental Power impact was uncomfortable for him, he had already recovered.
"Hahaha, you have no strength left now!" Peak's face was filled with madness as he stepped toward Ye Yu.
Suddenly, Ye Yu felt darkness enveloping him, followed by a loud buzzing in his head as if he had been struck by some massive object. A sharp pain spread throughout his head, nearly causing him to lose his balance.
"Surrender!" Peak laughed triumphantly. He could easily knock Ye Yu off the stage with a single blow, but he chose not to. He needed everyone to recognize his power. So that last punch was delivered with the strength of an ordinary person, just like a street fight. Yet even this ordinary strength was enough to make Ye Yu's mind feel unbearable.
Ye Yu remained silent; as a soldier, strength was fundamental—words were useless. However, he found himself not only lacking in physical skills but also drained of Mental Power.
What should he do? Ye Yu didn't know; he truly had no other options left. If he could use the Phantom Blade or meditate for a while longer, he would naturally have the strength to fight back.
"Slap—slap—" The harsh sound of slapping echoed in Ye Yu's ears, leaving him momentarily dazed. But soon, he realized it was humiliation, blatant and unrestrained humiliation.
If his opponent were merely seeking victory, Ye Yu would have already fallen from the stage. But that wasn't the case; his opponent was provoking him.
At this moment, Peak had also landed on the ground. Although the recent Mental Power shock had been uncomfortable for him, he had already recovered.
"Hahaha, you have no power left now, do you?" Peak's face was filled with madness as he took a step toward Ye Yu.
Suddenly, Ye Yu felt darkness enveloping him, followed by a loud buzzing in his head as if struck by some massive object. A sharp pain spread through his skull, nearly causing him to lose his balance.
"Just surrender!" Peak laughed triumphantly. He could easily knock Ye Yu off the stage with a single blow, but he chose not to. He needed everyone to witness his strength. So that last punch was delivered with the force of an ordinary person, yet it still made Ye Yu's mind reel.
Ye Yu had no words; as a soldier, strength was fundamental. All verbal arguments were futile. However, not only was his physical skill lacking at this moment, but even his relied-upon Mental Power was in a state of depletion.
What should he do? Ye Yu didn't know; he truly had no other options left. If he could use the Phantom Blade or meditate for a while longer, he would naturally have the strength to fight back.
"Slap—slap—" The harsh sound of slapping echoed in Ye Yu's ears again, leaving him momentarily dazed. But soon, he realized it was humiliation, blatant and unrestrained humiliation.
If his opponent were merely seeking victory, Ye Yu would have already fallen from the stage. But that wasn't the case; his opponent was provoking him.
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