He could sense that Yang Feng's power seemed to have surpassed the Heavenly Rank, and with his own power at only half a step into the Heavenly Rank, he could barely sustain it.
If things continue like this, he will surely fail!
Ye Aotian had never lost, let alone been defeated. He absolutely refused to allow himself to be defeated by this young man who was even younger than himself.
"Although I don't know what methods you used to elevate your strength to the Heavenly Rank, don't think you're the only one with trump cards!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his body gradually emitted a golden light, which condensed on his body, and dragon scales were imprinted on his skin.
Its momentum grew increasingly unparalleled.
"Dragon Sword, Condense!"
Ye Aotian's figure instantly flashed to a distance of several hundred meters from Yang Feng, and he gradually condensed a three-foot-long sword in his hand with his inner force, the shape of a dragon faintly visible.
He gripped the dragon sword tightly, which shimmered with brilliant light, and his supreme ambition soared to the sky, making him look like an unparalleled sword saint.
"No matter how fancy or fancy you are, I'll smash you to pieces with one punch!"
Yang Feng's voice was slightly low, his eyes were lowered and he was staring intently at Ye Aotian. His figure appeared in front of him in an instant and suddenly threw a punch. The violent roar had already exceeded the range of high decibels.
If an ordinary person heard this roaring sound, their eardrums might be shattered.
"I never imagined there would be someone even more monstrous than me in this world. This is truly fascinating. If it weren't for my mission to kill you, I would really like to see what level you would reach in a few years."
Ye Aotian's entire body shimmered with dazzling golden light, and dragon scales appeared on his skin, making him look as if he were wearing armor.
This is his trump card: Dragon Transformation!
This is also a unique skill that one obtains only after cultivating to the third level of the Divine Dragon Technique.
"Hehe... It's just a pity you won't see what level I'll reach in a few years!"
Yang Feng chuckled, and his fist instantly collided with Ye Aotian's chest. Unfortunately, the golden dragon scales seemed to be like armor with barbs, causing Yang Feng to wince in pain.
"boom!"
The sudden collision and explosion sent both figures flying backward, sweeping up all the surrounding debris.
A moment later, the smoke and dust slowly settled on the ground, and seawater rushed in.
Despite the excruciating pain throughout his body, Yang Feng stood up. He never expected that the power of the golden armor on Ye Aotian's body would be so terrifying.
It's almost like you're hitting yourself.
It was as if Yang Feng's punch had landed on him.
As for Ye Aotian, he was also in a very bad mood. His golden armor could reduce half of the damage from Yang Feng's punch, but even that half of the damage was still very painful.
Yang Feng staggered to his feet from the ruins, his feet sinking into the flowing seawater. He gasped for breath, his body swaying slightly.
"Heh, brother, you're done for, aren't you? You might as well die by my hand."
Ye Aotian staggered to his feet, his armor completely gone, and spoke to the exhausted Yang Feng.
"Die at your hands? Don't dream, it's impossible." Yang Feng finally sat down on the ground and began to mobilize the chaotic spiritual energy within his body, gradually starting to repair the damage.
"Don't be stubborn. I know you've been hurt twice as badly as me. You absolutely can't withstand even one or two of my moves right now..." Before Ye Aotian could finish speaking, Yang Feng instantly rushed in front of him.
He unleashed another powerful punch, though it wasn't as intimidating as the previous one, it was still incredibly strong!
"Damn it, you..." Ye Aotian quickly mobilized his internal energy, placing his hands on his chest in an attempt to block the sudden punch.
As a result, he was still thrown out and crashed hard to the ground, his body covered in wounds and bloodstains, and his clothes were instantly soaked by the seawater that had seeped in.
Yang Feng eventually collapsed to the ground, his eyes pounding in his chest, before he closed them and lost consciousness.
However, Ye Aotian coughed up a mouthful of blood, the pain in his body was unbearable, and he stood up unsteadily.
At this moment, even an ordinary person could knock him to the ground.
"What a madman!"
Ye Aotian looked at Yang Feng, who was lying unconscious on the ground, and felt his pockets. He found that he didn't have any deadly weapons. He was too weak to stand up, which was already quite an achievement.
"Now you can go to hell."
Ye Aotian noticed several pieces of broken glass on the ground. He slowly squatted down, picked them up, and walked slowly and laboriously toward Yang Feng.
………
"Let the women and children leave first. Please be orderly and do not cause unnecessary panic."
At that moment, the captain was in the lifeboat's hold, holding a megaphone, and spoke to the anxious crowd in front of him.
The first lifeboat was slowly lowered and floated smoothly on the ocean, beginning to detach automatically.
As preparations were underway to lower the second lifeboat, many wealthy merchants rushed to board, including many able-bodied young men.
"Excuse me, sir, could you please allow all the women and children to board the lifeboats first? Thank you for your cooperation!"
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 362 Han Shilan Leaves the Lifeboat
"Why can't we leave first! We are honored guests invited by this giant ship. You want your tour guide to leave first? You must not understand the situation!" At this moment, a young and strong Korean man spoke up.