Wu Chenhai's leg technique was hard and powerful, like a roaming dragon. He easily broke through Wang Feiyun's Gui Yi Cloudbreak Hand with extraordinary ease.
Wang Feiyun's expression gradually turned ugly. Though he had seemingly forced Wu Chenhai back just now, in truth, even his strongest killing move had only been enough to push Wu Chenhai back.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
One excelled in leg techniques, the other in palm techniques. They clashed into a tangled mass in midair, moving so quickly that ordinary people could not see their figures at all. All they could hear were dull bursts of air being torn apart.
"He's going to lose!"
From the seats, Ye Xiwen suddenly spoke.
"Who's going to lose?" Wang Mengyu asked.
"Wang Feiyun is going to lose!" Ye Xiwen said.
"Why?" Wang Mengyu asked. She naturally knew that Wang Feiyun was likely no match for Wu Chenhai, but so far, Wang Feiyun had not shown much decline. Why had Ye Xiwen concluded that he would lose here?
"The reason is simple. Haven't you noticed that throughout nearly the entire battle, Wu Chenhai has been controlling the rhythm?" Ye Xiwen said.
Wang Mengyu thought about it and realized it was indeed so. The entire fight had almost been under Wu Chenhai's control. Though both were at the Transcendent Realm First Heaven, Wu Chenhai was more than a notch stronger than Wang Feiyun.
"Wang Feiyun has already exhausted his moves. Once his strongest killing move has passed, he has almost nothing left that can threaten Wu Chenhai. So after the probing is over, Wu Chenhai probably won't hold back anymore!" Ye Xiwen explained on his own. In his eyes, everything was crystal clear. Yuan Xuecheng had merely just entered the Transcendent Realm First Heaven, while Wang Feiyun had already reached its peak.