Fight to the Death (3)

The force of the punches came from all parts of the gray-eyed man's body, strange and swift, leaving him only able to cope and completely powerless to fight back.

However, although he was furious, he didn't say much. This was the power of Fanxin, and since he possessed such power, he was naturally qualified to use it. If he couldn't resist it, he could only blame his own lack of strength.

After withstanding dozens of attacks from Fanxin, the gray-eyed man began to pant. This passive defense was taking its toll. After all, he couldn't lock onto Fanxin and had to expend a lot of energy trying to detect him. Fanxin, on the other hand, didn't need to do that; he could simply launch an attack on him.

"Your perception is sharp enough, but you still can't sense me." Fanxin was hidden in the shadows, only a dozen meters away from his opponent. Although it was such a short distance, the gray-eyed man was like a blind man, unable to see him.

Fanxin rested his chin on his hand, scrutinizing the other person, his mind racing as he considered how to respond.

Now, he can evade his opponent's perception, which is an extremely advantageous situation for him. As long as he can attack his opponent, he will have won.

However, the opponent had a strong sense of danger; whenever his fist was about to reach him, the opponent would react and counterattack.

In this way, although he had the advantage, defeating his opponent would still be extremely difficult.

"It seems my only option is to increase my speed. Only by being faster than my opponent can I gain the upper hand," Fanxin Xin muttered to himself, deep in thought.

In battle, speed is paramount. If you are several times faster than your opponent, even if they react in time, what can they do? Even if they react, they cannot defend against you and will ultimately be hunted down.

"Speed?" Fanxin pondered for a moment.

Without hesitation, he fused the remaining hundred or so Diamond Beast within his body once more, causing his strength to surge again, along with his speed.

Strength and speed are directly proportional; the stronger you are, the faster you will naturally be.

"If that doesn't work, then go to the sea and fuse with sea beasts, fuse with Sea Kings." Fanxin's expression was icy, his eyes filled with madness.

"Kill!" Fanxin shouted, his body shooting out suddenly. In less than a breath, he was beside the gray-eyed man and launched a swift attack, throwing a punch.

"Behind you." The gray-eyed man, with his keen senses, immediately noticed and suddenly threw a punch at what was behind him.

"You're too slow." Fanxin grinned maliciously, bypassing the other's fist and smashing it hard onto the other's head.

The gray-eyed man's expression changed drastically. Using the recoil, he propelled himself backward, widening the distance between himself and Fanxin.

However, Fanxin Following Like a Shadow followed closely and kicked him again, striking the man hard in the chest and sending him flying. With a cracking sound of bones breaking, the gray-eyed man flew more than ten meters before crashing heavily onto the ice.

"He is a demon-wielding ability user."

Suddenly, Fanxin remembered something, grinned maliciously, and launched a surprise attack on the ice surface below.

Under his relentless barrage of attacks, the ground immediately cracked and collapsed. The gray-eyed man who landed right on the ice block suddenly changed his expression.

He knew he was a demon-wielding ability user, and once he fell into the sea, he would no longer have the ability to fight against his Fanxin.

He endured the pain, slammed his fist on the ground, and used the recoil to propel himself into the air. After kicking the air several times, he twisted his body in a strange way and landed in a more distant place where the ice was still intact, making it a convenient place for him to land.

Swoosh

However, Fanxin was faster. The moment Fanxin landed, he was already in front of his opponent, striking out with a palm that slammed into the opponent's chest. At the same time, he stomped his right foot on the ground, causing a violent tremor that shattered the ice beneath the ground into countless ice shards.

The gray-eyed man plummeted downwards. Seeing the ice on the ground was gone, his expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed, "Oh no!"

He immediately exerted his strength, trying to break free from this predicament. However, no sooner had he made a move than Fanxin flashed above him, chuckled maliciously, and stomped down, stepping on his opponent's chest and accelerating his descent.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

Even with his Fanxin still clinging on, he moved swiftly through the air, following his opponent Following Like a Shadow, unwilling to let go.

A series of attacks left the gray-eyed man utterly helpless, for Fanxin's speed was simply too fast.

His chest heaved, his face was filled with terror, and even his deathly gray eyes showed a hint of emotion.

"Come to hell with me." Fanxin Xin chuckled, grabbed him, and plunged into the sea.

The gray-eyed man struggled violently, trying to break free, but Fanxin held him tightly and unleashed the Dragon-Slaying Sword, launching continuous attacks on him, leaving him powerless to fight back. In the end, Fanxin dragged him into the sea.

"Ah..." the man screamed in agony. After falling into the sea, he lost all his strength and collapsed, completely incapacitated.

"Heh heh, die!" Fanxin laughed loudly, launching a frenzied attack. Once in the sea, that was his domain.

He launched a series of attacks, and after countless rounds, the opponent's bones kept cracking, indicating that many of them were broken.

While attacking, Fanxin also retreated his opponent to the depths of the sea. Once they reached the depths, the opponent was unable to move.

A few minutes later, Fanxin took the other party to the deepest part of darkness, used a Seastone chain to surround the other party, and tied them to a large rock, so that the other party could not resist.

"Hmph, trying to fight me? You're asking for death." Fanxin sneered, looking at the gray-eyed man who was only exhaling and not inhaling, a hint of disdain flashing in her eyes.

Although he had wasted some time earlier, after using his full strength, he became stronger than his opponent, who could only suffer in front of him.

"Do you think you've won?" Just as Fanxin Xin was feeling smug, a voice suddenly rang out.

Hearing that familiar voice, Fanxin's heart skipped a beat. He looked at the gray-eyed man he had tied to the rock and was astonished to find that the man had opened his eyes and was no longer restricted by the seawater.

"You... you're not dead? Aren't you a demon ability user?" Fanxin was stunned, completely bewildered.

"Hehe, I possess a certain ability within me. It will only activate when my life is threatened. Just now, I was in a life-or-death crisis, so my demonic ability disappeared, replaced by my Fish-Man ability. In the sea, as Fish-Man, I cannot be bound by the ocean, understand?" The gray-eyed man chuckled, then suddenly jolted, shattering Fanxin's Seastone chains, and looked at Fanxin with mockery.

Taking a deep breath, Fanxin suppressed the shock in his heart. He smiled coldly and said, "Since you possess so many abilities, I believe you must have a weakness. Once I find that weakness, I can completely eliminate you."

"Indeed, I do have weaknesses, but how will you find them?" With a chuckle, the gray-eyed man leaped backward and dashed off into the distance, disappearing into the darkness in an instant.

Fanxin's face darkened, and he was about to give chase when a voice suddenly resounded in his mind, saying, "Don't pursue a desperate enemy. Go to the Holy Land; we'll hunt him down sooner or later."

"Who are you?" Fanxin was stunned, his expression suddenly turning serious. The voice was unfamiliar; he had never heard it before.

"Your ancestor, child, is quite good. You possess the same Conqueror's Haki as me. I hope you will work hard to break the curse of the Soul Clan," the voice said in a deep voice.

"You... why are you inside my body?" Fanxin relaxed his guard when he heard the other party say that he was his ancestor, but he was still a little confused.

His ancestors died long ago, how could they still be alive? This is too unexpected.

"Hehe, I tampered with the bodies of my clansmen. I will only appear if a descendant Awakening Conqueror's Haki. But I've waited for countless years and haven't seen one yet. Fortunately, you've appeared." There was a hint of melancholy in his voice, clearly indicating his helplessness regarding the waiting.

"Alright, but why did you do this?" Fanxin asked, puzzled.

The other party is already dead, yet they still left behind a contingency plan; they must have something to do.

"You are not yet capable of defeating that guy from the Holy Land; you need to increase your power," Fanxin said in a deep voice, his tone extremely solemn.

"Oh, I can even fuse with Sea Kings to increase my strength, so it still doesn't mean I can't defeat him?" Fanxin frowned slightly. He was already so powerful, yet he still couldn't handle that guy. Just how powerful was that guy?

"No, that guy can't be dealt with by pure brute force." The ancestor of Fanxin sighed and said, "You can only defeat him with Haki, and it has to be the strongest Haki."

He had fought against them before, so he naturally knew the situation.

"Conqueror's Haki should be the strongest, right? I already have Conqueror's Haki, so how could I not be able to defeat my opponent?" Fanxin was stunned, not understanding the meaning behind his ancestor's words.

"Hehe, even Conqueror's Haki has different levels. I also possess Conqueror's Haki 'Conqueror's Haki, but mine is the highest level," the ancestor said with a smile. "If you don't believe me, you can try it."

"Alright." Fanxin was ignited. He was the possessor of Conqueror's Haki, which had always been his pride. Now that his pride had been trampled on, he was naturally unhappy.

"Come on," the ancestor said with a smile.

As he spoke, he unleashed his Conqueror's Haki. The moment his Haki was released, the seabed trembled, and the seawater suddenly and unconsciously rushed away in all directions. In an instant, there was no seawater around Fanxin. This power was terrifying beyond measure.

You must understand that the water pressure at the bottom of the sea is incredibly high, yet our ancestor withstood it solely with his Haki, and even launched a counterattack. Only such Haki could accomplish that.

"Can you do it?" the ancestor asked with a smile.

"Hehe, I admit defeat." Fanxin gave an awkward laugh and quickly shook his head.

Those who are family know their own situation; although his Haki is strong, it is not that powerful.

"That's right. Since that's the case, you need to improve your strength, mainly your Haki," the ancestor said calmly.

Fanxin nodded, looking at his ancestor's soul with some envy, and asked expectantly, "Then how will the ancestor help me improve my strength?"

The ancestor could cause the seawater to surge outwards with sheer Haki, which was terrifying. His true combat strength must have been even greater.

If he could become as powerful as his ancestors, what would he have to fear?

"Merge with my soul." The ancestor looked at the Fanxin and said solemnly.

"What? Merge with your soul?" Fanxin was stunned. He thought there was another way, but he didn't expect it to be such a cruel method.

He felt no psychological pressure using these methods against others, but he found it difficult to use them against his own people.

"That's right, and you must integrate. You don't have time to cultivate anymore. The improvement of Haki cannot be achieved in a day or two." Seeing Fanxin hesitate, the ancestor sighed slightly, knowing that this was putting Fanxin in a difficult position. However, things had reached a critical moment, and Fanxin had no choice. Even if he was reluctant, he had to do it.

"Is this the only way?" Fanxin asked, her expression somewhat sorrowful.

"That's right. Unless you want to die, your friends and family will die too. The choice is yours." The ancestor smiled gently and said, "Child, I am already dead. You don't need to put any pressure on yourself, understand?"

"Hehe." Fanxin chuckled bitterly. His ancestor was indeed not a living person, but he was still his ancestor.

"Alright, there's nothing we can do about it. If you don't merge with my soul, your journey will be in vain. It's better this way," the ancestor said in a deep voice.

"I..." Fanxin opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say. He didn't want to merge with the ancestors, but he also wanted to defeat that group of people, which made him very conflicted.

His ancestors were there waiting, not forcing him. However, he believed that his Fanxin would make the right choice.

Fanxin stood there pondering for a long time, then took a deep breath in resignation, looked at his ancestor, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Ancestor, I..."

"Hehe, don't apologize to me. Actually, I should be the one apologizing. I failed to resolve the matter completely back then, leaving you with this huge mess. It was my fault." The ancestor sighed. He had tried his best back then, but ultimately failed, which left him feeling helpless.

However, unless the curse of the Soul Clan is lifted, the clan members will be affected forever, imprisoned for all eternity. Therefore, he can only continue his mission.

"Ancestor, rest assured, this time, I will definitely get to the bottom of this matter," Fanxin said in a deep voice, his tone extremely firm.