Against Li Yifeng, Ye Chen had no need to use the Soul Eye. His illusions looked lifelike and utterly real, but with Ye Chen's eyesight, he could still spot the flaws. If flaws could be seen, then it was naturally an illusion, making it difficult to mislead him and induce hallucinations in his soul.
It could be said that defeating Li Yifeng had been several times easier than defeating Xiao Xiyu. The opponent's pure combat strength was far inferior to Xiao Xiyu's.
Li Yifeng's swift and decisive defeat at Ye Chen's hands naturally came as a great surprise to the onlookers. No matter how foolish they were, they understood that Ye Chen did not fear illusions—or rather, the illusions of Li Yifeng, the Gapless Illusionist, were not qualified to trouble Ye Chen.
"His swordsmanship is extraordinarily superb, and he does not fear Li Yifeng's illusions. It seems that if one wants to defeat him, the only way is to beat him head-on. There is no other path."
"Yes. Though martial artists can counter one another, swordsmen are rarely countered by others, much less swordsmen who have reached such a realm."
Amid the crowd's clamorous discussion, the eighth battle began.
Tyrant Dragon Yang Ting versus Black Annihilation King Zhou Jian.
Tyrant Dragon Yang Ting's true form was an Ironclad Dragon, possessing astonishing defense and strength. At the same realm, an Ironclad Dragon could fight dozens alone. Ordinary people could forget about contending with him; they could not even break through his defense. Therefore, to contend against a dragon of the same realm, one's attack power had to be high enough first. If one's attacks were not strong enough, no other methods would be of use.
Thus far, Tyrant Dragon Yang Ting had not suffered a single defeat, his momentum surging like