After forcibly taking several of Ye Yun's attacks head-on, Zhang Ling finally found an opportunity to strike back.
Consumed by fury, once he seized that chance, he wildly launched palm strike after palm strike at Ye Yun.
Every palm carried the might of a falling meteor, hurtling toward Ye Yun with lightning speed.
Facing such an assault, a scheming smile appeared at the corner of Ye Yun's lips.
He did not immediately counterattack. Instead, he began using his advantage to evade Zhang Ling's attacks.
Because Zhang Ling, in his furious state, put all his strength into every attack, each strike also consumed a considerable amount of True Essence.
Thus, Ye Yun used this temporary evasive approach to drain Zhang Ling's True Essence.
Once Zhang Ling's True Essence had been depleted to a certain extent, even if he regained his senses from his rage, he would be unable to escape Ye Yun's pursuit.
At the same time, while dodging, Ye Yun continuously provoked Zhang Ling with his words.
Every sentence struck Zhang Ling's sore spot, keeping him forever on the brink of explosive rage.
After this continued for nearly five minutes, Zhang Ling suddenly snapped awake from his fury.
"Damn it, I fell for his trick just now!"
The instant Zhang Ling came to his senses, that thought surfaced in his mind.
He hurriedly inspected the condition within his body and discovered that in just a few minutes, more than thirty percent of his True Essence had been consumed.
With this, added to the expenditure from his earlier battle with Ye Yun, less than thirty percent of his True Essence remained.
Faced with this situation, Zhang Ling's heart sank, and his expression grew increasingly gloomy.
He also understood that Ye Yun's earlier stream of insults had merely been intended to provoke