Stepping into the Integration Realm

Whoosh!

Chen Fan kept striding forward as countless streaks of sword radiance swept past his sides, yet not one touched him.

He understood himself, and naturally understood his own methods as well.

The very purpose of this battle was attrition. Once he exhausted his True Essence Power, he would be the one to lose.

But that was certainly not the outcome Chen Fan wanted. What he wanted was victory!

But how could he win? Chen Fan knew that the mirror image understood him just as thoroughly. If one of his sword strikes landed on the other, the red lightning would naturally collapse; yet if the other so much as touched a strand of his hair, he would lose in an instant.

Under such circumstances, if Chen Fan turned around and confronted it head-on, the red humanoid lightning at its peak would likely be a cut above him. If he wanted to win, then after shattering the sword formed from its red lightning, he had to destroy its lightning body with another strike before its sword could recover.

But at Chen Fan's current speed, that was simply impossible.

"I need to be faster!" Chen Fan's gaze sharpened. He truly needed to become faster—fast enough that the speed of his two sword strikes exceeded even that of the red lightning.

Whoosh!

With a sharp tear through the air, Chen Fan suddenly exerted himself. Nearly all the True Essence within him surged up as he charged forward without holding anything back, his figure turning into a black shadow in midair.

Yet as he accelerated, the red humanoid lightning accelerated at once as well—and was even a fraction faster than Chen Fan. The two launched into an extreme chase of pure speed. Chen Fan felt the scenery around him blur away; his speed had