"Hmph!" Kromkamp simply snorted coldly and remained silent.
The Necromancer sneered. Who was he? At his peak, he dared to oppose the entire Holy Church and laugh at the world. Although he was in a temporary predicament, his strength was rapidly recovering after Sun Fei's treatment. He stared at the white-robed mage without showing any weakness, a mocking smile on his face, clearly not taking the other party seriously at all.
Sun Fei shrugged; he would never reveal anything about [ Sky City ].
"Hmph, since none of you are willing to talk, then you're just out of luck. I'll have to do it myself..." The mysterious magician sneered, his gaze finally settling on Sun Fei's face.
Of course, you should pick the softest persimmon.
With a thought, he sneered, and a surge of powerful Spiritual Power silently condensed into needle-like Spiritual Power Thorn spikes, which, like invisible arrows, relentlessly attacked Sun Fei's temples and ears.
This mysterious white-robed magician with his eyes closed clearly possessed a very insidious Spiritual Power technique that allowed him to penetrate the minds of others and directly search for information within their mental sea. This method was incredibly terrifying, tantamount to directly destroying someone's brain. After the search was completed, the brain structure was also completely destroyed, turning even geniuses into idiots, and putting their lives in constant danger.
The Necromancer sensed something and was greatly alarmed, worried about Sun Fei's safety. He roared angrily, about to unleash his terrifying Undead Death Energy, even if it meant exposing his identity, to save His Majesty the King. But just then, he suddenly saw Sun Fei shake his head slightly, his face displaying a strange yet confident expression. Hasselbaink paused, then had no choice but to suppress his anxiety and wait and see.
A silent duel begins.
In fact, Sun Fei noticed the anomaly in the air the moment the mysterious white-robed, blue-eyed mage released his Spiritual Power. Slightly surprised, His Majesty the King also felt a surge of competitive spirit.
Since he had achieved some success in cultivating his Spiritual Power using the [ Purple Skill Of ], Sun Fei had never encountered an opponent who could rival him in terms of Spiritual Power. Now, seeing that the white-robed, blue-eyed man was also proficient in Spiritual Power, he naturally felt an itch to test his skills and couldn't resist having a match.
The battle of Spiritual Power is an invisible contest, silent and still, without any spectacular clashes or bloodshed, no sparks from weapons or earth-shattering momentum, but it is far more dangerous. Like a river that appears calm on the surface, the undercurrents beneath are enough to destroy mountains and giant ships, truly a case of hearing thunder in silence.
On the other side.
The moment Sun Fei clashed with the white-robed, blue-eyed mage, the blue-haired middle-aged man, the Ajax Emperor, and several other experts present immediately noticed it, and their expressions changed.
Meanwhile, Fairenton, Murdoch, and the priests and knights of the Church were clearly unaware of what had happened. However, after the expressions on the faces of the top experts present changed repeatedly, they could roughly guess that a thrilling contest was quietly unfolding.
Of all the people present, the white-robed, blue-eyed mage showed the greatest surprise.
When he first sensed Sun Fei starting to fight back, he scoffed and was quite disdainful. Putting aside the fact that his strength was several levels higher than Sun Fei's, in terms of the Spiritual Power training of the warrior and mage professions, Sun Fei could not compare with him. As everyone knows, mages are a profession that is better at manipulating Spiritual Power than warriors. Under normal circumstances, a warrior and a mage fighting in the Spiritual Power field would definitely be a tragic and miserable defeat.
But soon the white-robed, closed-eyed mage was shocked by everything he had sensed.
He was horrified to discover that his [ Spiritual Power Thorn ], activated by a secret technique, were utterly ineffective against his opponent. The exhilarating feeling of being able to crush his opponent with overwhelming force once he used this secret technique was nowhere to be found today. His once-proud, sharp [ Spiritual Power Thorn ] could not even get within ten centimeters of King of Chambord's body, let alone pierce into his skull to probe for information.
Shocked, a sinister and ruthless glint appeared in the white-robed, blue-eyed mage's eyes. He unleashed his vast and boundless Spiritual Power, launching a merciless and vicious attack on Sun Fei.
Sun Fei responded with caution and prudence.
This was the first time His King had encountered an opponent stronger than himself in terms of Spiritual Power, and also the first time he had used Spiritual Power to contend with a master. At first, he was very cautious, only defending and not attacking, to avoid being exploited by his opponent.
Gradually, Sun Fei relaxed, realizing that the white-robed mage's Spiritual Power posed little threat to him. After calming down, he observed carefully again, and as time passed, he actually discovered quite a few things—
The Spiritual Power of this mysterious white-robed, blue-eyed mage was at least twice as great as his own, as vast and inexhaustible as the ocean. In terms of the strength of Spiritual Power, he was far inferior to the mage.
However, Sun Fei far surpassed his opponent in the refinement of Spiritual Power.
If the Spiritual Power of the mysterious white-robed, blue-eyed mage is likened to an endless ocean, then Sun Fei's Spiritual Power is like hard steel. One is superior in its vastness and power, while the other is superior in its condensation and solidity. Both have their strengths, and it is difficult to determine a winner for a while, resulting in a stalemate.
A prolonged battle of Spiritual Power takes a toll on martial artists, but neither is willing to give up.
The white-robed, blue-eyed mage was determined to destroy the young genius before him to establish his authority, while Sun Fei pretended to be on the verge of collapse, secretly learning his opponent's methods and techniques for manipulating Spiritual Power during the actual battle.
Sun Fei's Spiritual Power has been honed through the [ Purple Skill Of ], progressing extremely rapidly. Moreover, his Spiritual Power is condensed to an extremely pure state, without the slightest impurity. However, in terms of the skills of manipulating Spiritual Power to attack opponents, he is still a complete novice, utterly ignorant. It's as if he has a treasure trove but doesn't know how to develop and utilize it. This opportunity for practical combat is clearly a once-in-a-lifetime chance. The mysterious blue-eyed, white-robed mage before him has considerable experience in manipulating Spiritual Power for attacks, making him a perfect learning target.
Soon, Sun Fei figured out some of the tricks of the trade.
Finally, after a few minutes, Sun Fei successfully mimicked his opponent's method and created a [ Spiritual Power Thorn ]. Although it was five or six times smaller than the [ Spiritual Power Thorn ] created by the Azure-Eyed Mage, and there were far fewer of them, it was more solid, sharp, and pointed. The opponent's extremely powerful surge of Spiritual Power could not stop it. It was like a steel needle piercing through the sea, free and unrestrained. No matter how hard the white-robed, Azure-Eyed Mage tried, he could not stop it.
"Hahaha, old man, you're going to lose." Sun Fei laughed loudly.
Having become familiar with this attack method, King Majesty the King controlled his [ Spiritual Power Thorn ] to launch a surprise attack, striking the blue-eyed, white-robed mage's forehead like lightning.
Although his opponent tried his best to stop him, his methods were like a raging wave encountering a needle, unable to stop the needle's advance. After shattering three or four of his opponent's [ Spiritual Power Thorn ], Sun Fei's [ Spiritual Power Thorn ] easily pierced through the Spiritual Power shield that the blue-eyed white-robed mage had hastily set up in front of him and headed towards his forehead.
"Damn it! He deserves to die!"
The white-robed, blue-eyed mage was both shocked and furious. He let out a muffled groan and swayed, clearly having suffered a significant loss. He then retreated hastily, flashing and changing positions repeatedly, finally managing to evade Sun Fei's sudden attack. However, he was also quite frightened. As a master of Spiritual Power attacks, he naturally knew the terrifying power of Spiritual Power attacks. Once an opponent's Spiritual Power invaded his mind, it would be a disaster.
This scene left the onlookers, who were holding their breath, speechless.
No one expected that this silent contest would end like this. Many people thought that King of Chambord's ability to barely hold on for a moment against this powerful and mysterious mage was already a testament to his extraordinary talent. However, when the white-robed, blue-eyed mage retreated, everyone was astonished to find that the white-robed, blue-eyed mage, who was originally certain to win, had actually lost this battle of Spiritual Power.
A martial artist defeated a mage skilled in Spiritual Power in a battle of Spiritual Power?
This is truly an absolute miracle.
"You... die!" The white-robed mage's eyes blazed with emerald light, and he sneered repeatedly. With a wave of his hand, he cast a pale red flame magic shield around himself, and with another flick of his wrist, he unleashed a long dragon of fire that roared and tore through the sky, directly engulfing Sun Fei.
Sun Fei laughed heartily. He was clearly prepared. Instead of retreating, he advanced and launched an attack. His figure was like lightning. As he advanced, he threw a punch. Amid the gasps of the crowd, he easily tore apart the crimson fire dragon with his bare hands. Flames rained down, making Sun Fei's tall figure look like God of War descending to earth, giving people the illusion of invincibility.
With a whooshing sound, Sun Fei's figure flashed again, shooting towards the white-robed mage. He actually took the initiative to attack, raising his hand and instantly unleashing thirty or forty silver-white, dazzling fist imprints. The imprints whistled like shooting stars, piercing the sky and carrying the aura of death as they crashed towards the white-robed mage.
Bang bang bang!
A series of dense, muffled, vibrating sounds followed.
Faced with Sun Fei's swift reaction, the white-robed mage was caught off guard and unable to dodge. The silver fist struck the fire magic shield, instantly unleashing countless Mars and Whirlwind -like shockwaves that exploded in all directions. The magic shield rippled violently, appearing as if it were about to shatter, cracking open with fine fissures...
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