After another attack, Li abruptly stopped. Bradman's greatsword followed him like a ghost once more, but this time, Li had no intention of retreating again...
Li lightly raised his hand, then suddenly clenched it, directly grabbing Bradman's blade. The extreme heat radiating from the sword seemed to have no effect on Li at all. From beginning to end, his expression had not changed in the slightest.
Li had already figured out what his opponent's power was: Holy Marks. Or rather, a variation of Holy Marks. The man before him had not inscribed just one magic array onto his sword, but five different Holy Marks. These marks had not been fused together, but separated into five layers.
Bradman could activate whichever layer he wanted.
When Bradman had attacked the others earlier, he had used the water attribute.
But when facing Li, he had activated the fire attribute. After realizing that its power could not compare to Li's at all, he changed it to the earth attribute the moment he stepped on the ground, using that power boost to forcibly push Li away.
Of course, Li had only been pushed back because he had mistaken that for the full extent of Bradman's power.
Li sneered inwardly. Even if Bradman fully unleashed his power, it still would not be greater than Li's...
This was absolute suppression...
So, contrary to how a normal battle would go, although Bradman still gripped his weapon with both hands and had been the one relentlessly pressing the attack, he was now panting heavily. His body had already reached its physical limit.
Li almost wanted to applaud him in praise. In truth, Bradman was indeed powerful to a certain extent. At least in this world, there were no longer many people capable of defeating him. Of course, those who