Seal Technique Power, Cultivation Through Accumulation

As the battle continued, the Silver Armor Race genius grew increasingly shocked. He had never expected Li Yang's strength to be so formidable or his attacks so fierce.

He hurriedly pulled back his silver axe and held it horizontally before him, trying to block Li Yang's fist. A thunderous clang rang out, like the grand toll of a bell forged from colliding metal. The shockwave produced by the clash of tremendous forces spread in every direction, sending sand and stones flying across the battlefield and forming a curtain of dust.

The force of Li Yang's punch sent the Silver Armor Race genius staggering several steps backward, his arms tingling faintly. But he was, after all, a genius of the Silver Armor Race, and he quickly steadied himself. The disdain in his eyes vanished, replaced by solemnity. He began to reassess the seemingly ordinary youth before him, realizing that Li Yang was absolutely not an opponent he could defeat with ease.

"Hmph, you have some skill, but don't think that means you can stand against me." The Silver Armor Race genius let out a cold snort and swung the silver axe in his hand once more. This time, he unleashed the Silver Moon Axe Technique, the Silver Armor Race's ultimate art. His figure transformed into countless afterimages, while the silver axe in his hand became like a radiant silver moon, carving beautiful yet deadly arcs through the air. Every blade ray shot toward Li Yang, and as they interwove, they formed an impenetrable web of axe blades that enveloped him.

Li Yang felt immense pressure. The might of the Silver Moon Axe Technique had surpassed his expectations. But he had no intention of retreating. He drew a deep breath, and the Limitless Divine Power within him began to circulate slowly. A