"Let's see how you block this!"
Seeing that Ye Chen had caught every single strike, Meng Tuo hardened his heart. His spinning speed grew even fiercer, and his blade speed increased by at least twice. Before, he had merely been in his normal state; now, he was in his burst state. The burst state could not last long, but it could be sustained for a while.
Clang clang clang clang clang...
Dense sparks intertwined, thick as slurry, glowing a blazing orange-red.
If it had been anyone else, they might only have been able to break force with greater force, using several times their strength to defeat Meng Tuo. But Ye Chen had no intention of doing that. This time, he had encountered Meng Tuo—but what if next time he met an opponent a thousand or ten thousand times stronger? Then there would be no way to fight at all. After all, he could not possibly hold the upper hand every time.
With a light tap of his foot against the ground, Ye Chen drifted backward. Meng Tuo pursued closely, not giving Ye Chen any chance to widen the distance.
But for Ye Chen, temporarily opening up even a little distance was enough. With a flick of the Heavenly Sword in his hand, nine invisible vortices appeared around Meng Tuo.
The third stance of the Time-Space Sword Art—Black Hole Stance.
On the Chaos Battlefield, the Black Hole Stance could not create a true black hole, but it could still create vortex-like gravitational force. This force was not especially powerful, yet it could affect an opponent's center of gravity.
Sure enough.
"Not good!"
Meng Tuo accidentally collided with one vortex, and his center of gravity immediately shifted. His steps staggered.
Ssh!
Like a venomous snake lying in wait for prey, Ye Chen