The fatty played with his Soul Cutting Axe as he slowly walked towards Yi Yun. The axe was very short and there was an extremely hideous, ghastly face drawn on the handle.
“By falling into my illusion, you will lose your body’s ability to resist. Let me use my Soul Cutting Axe to send you on your way!”
The fatty laughed. The axe could be injected with spiritual mental energy. Although he was not good at actual fighting, he could imbue a spiritual attack into his physical attack. One attack could severely injure his opponent’s spiritual soul, making his opponent turn into a retard.
He purposely measured Yi Yun’s neck and head with the axe, as if he was choosing his angle of attack. Attacking Yi Yun now was no different than attacking a motionless straw target.
Seeing the fatty gain complete control over the situation to the point of freely choosing the angle of his attack, the Yun Long Divine Kingdom warriors off-stage turned excited.
“Qianshui! Qianshui!”
They shouted loudly as their emotions amplified in excitement.
“Qianshui! Chop off the kid’s head!”
“Qianshui! Cut him to pieces!”
Many of the Yun Long Divine Kingdom warriors were standing up due to their excitement. They were waving their arms. Some even drew their weapons and gestured motions that resembled the act of cutting off Yi Yun’s head.
With the Soul Cutting Axe in hand, the fatty raised both his hands to enjoy the cheers. Following that, his eyes immediately turned cold as intense killing intent appeared in his gaze towards Yi Yun.
“Kid, don’t blame this Fat Lord.”
The fatty grinned as he leaped up to charge at Yi Yun!
His fat body began moving and he looked like a bouncing ball. His speed was not very fast, but there was no need for speed as his opponent could not dodge.
The fatty rushed right in front of Yi Yun and he injected spiritual mental energy into the Soul Cutting Axe, making it emit a black light. The ghastly face on the handle began to emit wailing sounds that were like a ghost crying!
At this moment, the referee in charge of this match turned nervous. He was, after all, a Tai Ah Divine City law-enforcer, so he was worried that the fatty would heavily injure Yi Yun on purpose. He was prepared to make a move at anytime to save Yi Yun. This was instructed to him by Cang Yan as Cang Yan had to guard against the fatty’s strange illusion techniques.
However, just as the referee was about to make his move, he was stunned. In his extreme focused spiritual perception, he suddenly noticed that Yi Yun’s body was circulating immense amounts of Yuan Qi. It was as if a calm pool of spring water had suddenly transformed into a violent vortex!
At that instant, the Soul Cutting Axe’s black light seemed to stall. The originally motionless Yi Yun reflected in the fatty’s eyes suddenly opened both his eyes.
Yi Yun’s gaze contained a hint of sneer and sinister playfulness.
What!?
The fatty’s grin immediately froze. He was like a mortal who was sneaking up on a tiger and, when he raised his metal fork, the tiger suddenly woke up.
Yi Yun’s right hand, which had been constantly pressing on his interspatial ring, suddenly sprang up and in his hand appeared a cold metallic brick.
Everything happened in a split second!
Yi Yun suddenly took a step forward and with his Yuan Qi exploding, the pure Yang Qi from the ‘Tai Ah Sacred Technique’ was injected into the brick. The pure Yang flames burned as the brick came crashing down at the fatty’s head.
The fatty momentarily went into a daze. Although he was not good at actually fighting, as long as he was mentally prepared, he could dodge, but… Yi Yun’s sudden attack had exceeded all his expectations and understandings. This resulted in Yi Yun’s attack completing about half its trajectory before the fatty suddenly woke up from his daze to retreat.
However, it was already too late!
How could the fatty’s speed compare with Yi Yun’s?
Yi Yun quickly caught up and, like a maggot that could not be shaken, the brick hit the fatty’s oily forehead!
“Peng!”
A thud boomed out and people heard the unmistakable crack of a skull fracture. The fatty’s body bounced off as if it was a ball that had impacted a wall. He then flew out tens of meters before heavily crashing into a purple tungsten wall.
“Boom!”
Like the sound of a dead pig crashing down from a high height, the fatty’s body was like a large pancake that slapped onto the wall. After a few seconds, his body slowly slid down to the ground.
Left behind on the purple tungsten wall were gruesome blood stains. The fatty’s face was covered in blood with his eyes staring wide open. His expression was that of seeing a ghost.
Yi Yun’s attack had been too sudden. The final explosive attack at the last moment was Fast! Accurate! Ruthless! It did not give the fatty any chance of dodging.