At this moment, Chen Fan's Thunder Arts level was only two layers higher than his number of Thunder Curses.
The gap between the two was still shrinking.
The number of Thunder Curses was tied to the level of Thunder Arts, which also meant that Chen Fan's resistance to the Thunder Curses was weakening.
In truth, Chen Fan's true spirit was far inferior to Thunder Peng's, so the Thunder Curses actually inflicted greater damage on him.
Perhaps even if Thunder Peng's Thunder Arts level was several layers below his number of Thunder Curses, he could still withstand their damage through brute force.
But for Chen Fan, let alone having his Thunder Arts level below his number of Thunder Curses—even if they merely drew close or evened out, he might face an immense threat. If his number of Thunder Curses exceeded his Thunder Arts level, he might be completely unable to withstand them!
The Thunder Curses were simply too terrifying at this point.
Of course, it was not just Chen Fan.
Thunder Peng was no longer as composed as he had been at the beginning.
The difference between his number of Thunder Curses and Chen Fan's was no more than ten, yet his thirty-ninth Thunder Curse was not far away either.
"I have cheats. Even if Thunder Peng's advantage in the Dao of Lightning is ten or a hundred times greater than mine, his Thunder Arts level can't be that far ahead of mine..."
Chen Fan's eyes flickered.
At this moment, the gap between Thunder Peng's Thunder Arts level and his number of Thunder Curses could only be even smaller. Chen Fan might even have surpassed him already.
Rather than competing to see who could hold out until the end, it was more accurate to say they were competing to see who