"Something's wrong."
Peng Kun pressed his furious assault for a while longer, but the feeling that he was running out of steam grew stronger and stronger.
Alarm shot through him. Something was wrong.
"I've mastered more Ninth-Order Origin Laws than Qin Hao has."
"Attacking this relentlessly is burning through my Origin Laws, but Qin Hao is defending with everything he's got. I've got him completely pinned down, yet..."
"Why has his Defensive Sword Move barely weakened?!"
Shock flashed through Peng Kun's eyes.
His relentless attacks had drained his Origin Laws at an alarming rate.
Even his Fallen Jade Heavenly Net Palm had lost much of its former power.
But Qin Hao...
Peng Kun still had him pinned down, yet his attacks had not weakened.
Peng Kun realized at once that Qin Hao was nowhere near as simple as he appeared.
The thought sent a shiver through him, and panic flickered in his eyes.
If he lost this fight, the loss would be enormous.
Over three hundred thousand Azure Flame Points!
"No. I need to play this carefully." Peng Kun drew a deep breath and instinctively eased off his assault.
He would wear down Qin Hao's Origin Laws slowly. Once Qin Hao's Defensive Sword Move weakened, he could seize the opening and defeat him in a single strike.
"Trying to kite me?"
The moment Peng Kun eased off, Qin Hao noticed. He raised an eyebrow. He had tried the Kiting Strategy during the Azure Flame Grand Tournament.
It had worked well.
Unfortunately, that trick did not work on Qin Hao.
"Since you've slowed your attacks, it's my turn."
Qin Hao smiled faintly.
He had not gone all out and defeated Peng Kun outright
because he wanted to make it look as though he was only strong enough to scrape out