Yun Ye clenched his fists, but he still could not find the trick.
However, he had no intention of giving up. With a flash, he charged forward again and engaged Zephyr in battle.
In the field, their fists collided once more, and Yun Ye was still knocked back.
Yun Ye shook out his arm. Zephyr's punch had numbed it.
Still, Yun Ye was somewhat excited. He had begun to grasp that feeling.
For an instant just now, it was as though something had awakened within him, only to vanish the next moment.
But if that feeling came a few more times, he would be able to remember it!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The two clashed again.
Zephyr's senses were incredibly sharp. He had caught the brief instant of Armament Haki that had appeared on Yun Ye's hand earlier.
Well, damn. Could he really have comprehended it?
Therefore, every one of Zephyr's attacks was only slightly stronger than Yun Ye's, all to give Yun Ye enough pressure.
To let him break through in battle!
"What, already at your limit?"
Zephyr did not intend to give Yun Ye time to catch his breath. In a flash, he appeared at Yun Ye's side and swept a whip kick toward his waist.
As Yun Ye flipped backward, he nearly fired off a White Thunder...
He was getting a little too used to this rhythm of attacks...
Fortunately, he stopped himself in time. He immediately stepped on the air, changed his fingers into a fist, and threw a punch.
Bang!
Their fists collided again.
They held for less than two seconds before Yun Ye was sent flying back once more.
Is the pressure not enough?
Suddenly, an inscrutable smile appeared on Zephyr's lips, and a red glint flashed through his eyes. At that moment, Zephyr erupted