Psionic Warrior

"Kill!"

Lin Yan roared and struck first, slashing his saber at Yu Bing, who was walking towards him.

Seeing that Lin Yan wasn't surrendering, Yu Bing became furious. He unslung the spear from his back and thrust it towards Lin Yan.

Clang!

Instantly, two astonishing forces collided, erupting in a deafening hum.

The next moment, Lin Yan was sent flying back several meters, crashing to the ground.

The arm holding the saber trembled violently.

"Hmm! You can take my spear, you're not bad."

Seeing Lin Yan slowly get up, Yu Bing's eyes sharpened.

Swish!

The spear was like lightning, instantly appearing before Lin Yan and stabbing straight for his face.

At this moment, Ye Cang, holding a long sword, was about to launch a sneak attack from the side.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of him.

"Damn scum, I'll send you on your way now!"

The dagger was like a venomous snake, stabbing towards Ye Cang's heart.

It was Du Ya who attacked!

Clang!

Ye Cang hurriedly blocked with his long sword, but due to the huge difference in strength, he was still blasted back several meters.

"Du Ya! Die!"

At this moment, Shi Feng roared and attacked Du Ya from the side.

Clang!

With just one blow, Shi Feng was sent flying over ten meters back, crashing to the ground and falling still.

At this moment, Bai Yuanliang and Wu Guang were about to step forward but were stopped by Ye Cang.

It was useless for them to go up; they probably couldn't even withstand a single blow.

Swish!

Ye Cang's figure flickered, and he directly engaged Du Ya.

This time, he didn't go head-to-head.

He unleashed his Minute Level Movement Technique, constantly shifting in front of Du Ya, keeping him entangled in place.

Although Du Ya's strength had reached that of an Intermediate Martial Artist, his Movement Technique was similar to Lin Yan's.

Coupled with the exhaustion from the previous fight, this made it so that for a short period, he was completely helpless against Ye Cang.

Meanwhile, Ye Cang had already begun to add points to his 'Spirit' attribute!

His Life Energy value continued to decrease.

Ye Cang sensed a boundless, mysterious area appearing within his body.

This was the Sea of Consciousness of a Warrior.

At this moment, the empty Sea of Consciousness gradually began to show wisps of mist, which drifted aimlessly within it.

As the mist increased, Ye Cang felt an astonishing improvement in his vision, hearing, smell, and even his control over his body.

This also made him more adept in his fight against Du Ya.

Some attacks that he originally couldn't dodge could now be seen clearly, with Du Ya's attack trajectory visible, allowing him to easily evade them.

At the same time, he sensed an invisible force appearing around his body. This force was invisible to the naked eye but could be clearly perceived by him.

This was the power released from his Sea of Consciousness, completely under his control.

"Mental power has awakened!"

Ye Cang's heart stirred.

Boom!

The Sea of Consciousness suddenly trembled.

The next moment, Ye Cang felt the mental power that was originally trapped in his Sea of Consciousness break free from its shackles and envelop his body.

"Ah! Die!"

Suddenly, Du Ya roared in fury.

After failing to deal with Ye Cang for so long, Du Ya's rage was about to erupt.

The next moment, his vital energy surged, and his strength instantly increased by several folds.

Even his speed had increased a bit.

This was precisely when Ye Cang's psionic power awakened.

Without paying attention, the dagger struck the longsword in his hand, sending it flying.

Crack!

Under Du Ya's terrifying strength, the longsword shattered in an instant.

Half of the sword body flew out, embedding itself diagonally into the ground several meters away.

"You're going to die!"

Du Ya roared. In that moment, he found the perfect opportunity to kill Ye Cang.

Boom!

The ground cracked as he charged forward, heading straight for Ye Cang.

The dagger in his hand gleamed with a cold, eerie light, intending to devour Ye Cang.

Hearing this, Ye Cang let out a cold laugh.

"Oh? I don't think so!"

By now, he had adapted to his surging psionic power. Looking at the charging Du Ya, an idea formed in his mind.

Using his psionic senses, he precisely blocked with the remaining half of the longsword in his hand, taking Du Ya's attack head-on.

The immense force sent him staggering backward.

But a mocking smile played on Ye Cang's lips.

"See you later!"

At these words, Du Ya's heart was suddenly struck by a sense of danger.

But before he could even see where the danger was coming from, he felt a sharp pain in his chest.

Pfft...

Blood sprayed as a broken sword piece pierced through his chest, floating to Ye Cang's front.

"You! How is this possible... a Psionic Warrior..."

Bang!

Du Ya's body crashed to the ground, his eyes wide open, clearly dying with unfinished business.

After dealing with Du Ya, Ye Cang let out a long sigh of relief.

He then turned his attention to the battle not far away.

Boom!

Two figures clashed repeatedly, but it was clear Lin Yan had already fallen into a disadvantage.

His body swayed precariously, yet with astonishing willpower, he continued to straighten himself.

Yu Bing, like a cat playing with a mouse, savored Lin Yan's resistance with amusement, his eyes filled with mockery and disdain.

Suddenly, his expression changed as he looked in Ye Cang's direction.

"What! Du Ya is dead!"

Upon seeing Du Ya lying before Ye Cang, Yu Bing's face grew increasingly grim.

"Useless trash, couldn't even deal with a Quasi-Warrior!"

He hadn't seen how Du Ya had died.

Furthermore, the broken sword piece was now lying on the ground.

"Scummy garbage. Du Ya is dead, and the things he promised me are gone too. Since that's the case, I'll make you pay with your life!"

Before his voice even faded, Yu Bing hurled his spear. In an instant, a dark gleam flashed, and it appeared before Ye Cang.

"Not good!"

Ye Cang's expression changed. He hastily raised the remaining half of his sword to block in front of him.

Clang!

As the weapons collided, Ye Cang's remaining sword piece shattered, and he was sent flying over ten meters by the terrifying force of the spear.

"Huh? Still not dead!"

Seeing that Ye Cang had blocked his spear, Yu Bing's expression darkened further.

He flashed forward, appearing before the spear, gripping it once more and aiming at Ye Cang.

"Heh! I've been waiting for you!"

Looking at Yu Bing standing before the spear, a barely perceptible smile appeared on Ye Cang's face.

Whoosh!

A whistling sound cut through the air. Before Yu Bing could throw his spear, he suddenly felt a jolt in his heart.

"What was that!"

From the corner of his eye, a sword blade instantly stabbed towards his head from behind.

"Psionic Warrior!"

Seeing the incoming sword blade, Yu Bing's face changed drastically.

Ding!

He hurriedly swung his spear to block.

At this moment, Ye Cang, who was not far away, smiled even wider.

"Die!"

The next instant, from the ground around him, several sword blades shot up and pierced directly towards Yu Bing's vital points from all directions.

These were the fragments of sword bodies that Yu Bing had shattered with his spear earlier.

Now, under Ye Cang's mental control, they erupted with a speed a few points faster than his spear.

"Ah..."

A sharp scream rang out. Yu Bing only managed to block two or three, and then his body was pierced through by the remaining several fragments.

Forearm, thigh, abdomen...

Blood gushed out. Under the intense pain, Yu Bing directly knelt on the ground, his eyes filled with terror.

"You should be on your way!"

A cold voice sounded from the front.

Yu Bing saw those sword fragments shoot out again from all directions, blasting towards him.

"No..."

His fearful roar came to an abrupt end.

The sword fragments, like streaks of light, pierced dozens of holes through Yu Bing's body.

In less than a breath, Yu Bing was deader than dead.

"Heh heh! I won!"

Ye Cang collapsed on the ground, exhausted.

To break the deadlock.

He had to catch them off guard.

He had succeeded.

But soon, a sharp pain and dizziness spread through his mind.

His psionic power had increased too rapidly.

If he hadn't held on with his last breath, he would have fainted by now.

"Ye Cang..."

Two surprised voices came from the side.

It was Bai Yuanliang and Wu Guang; they rushed over in a panic.