Those two strikes from Ye Feng not only cut down the enemy, but also triggered a surge of global confidence and greatly boosted morale.
One strike to shatter space, one strike to crush the enemy—overbearing to the extreme.
Among saber-wielders of the same tier, Ye Feng's saber intent was probably the strongest.
Furthermore, Ye Feng's saber technique was completely different from the skin cultivated by his secondary personality; Ye Feng's saber was characterized by being overbearing and murderous.
As for the secondary personality's butcher's knife, its traits lay in evil and dismemberment, and the weapons used belonged to different categories, so the two were incomparable.
Ye Feng stared at the residual shredded threads and cloth scraps in the large crater, then delivered another strike that completely smashed these fine fragments... Even so, Ye Feng still didn't have any feeling of victory.
Ye Feng, having reached the Soul Entry Stage, was already capable of hacking his saber edge into the soul.
However, after slicing through the flesh just now, the soul that had been cut apart was not strong, and it didn't feel like the main body.
Little brother's saber technique is so formidable, it's just a pity you didn't find the right target.
Inside the match arena, the ragdoll girl identical to the previous one, Pasi, walked out from beside the broken pillar, her vitality undiminished.
"Impossible... Ye Feng couldn't possibly make that kind of mistake." Yu Jing, acting as a spectator, bit his thumb fingernail.
"I've worked with Ye Feng many times, and since Ye Feng used such an overbearing saber technique to kill the target, he had already confirmed beforehand that the target was definitely not a dummy... There is only one possibility: this woman's primary ability is neither thread binding nor magic immunity, but True Clone."
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