Chapter 633: The Outcome of the Battle

Ye Feng grew more proficient in controlling the Stone Giant, while Nan Batian became increasingly overwhelmed. He was originally good at advancing in battle, but facing Ye Feng’s Stone Giant left him completely at a loss. No matter how he attacked, the Stone Giant could instantly heal its wounds. More importantly, its offensive power was no weaker than his own. Each clash between them was a fierce confrontation—almost no damage to the Stone Giant, but he, being flesh and blood, could eventually bear the strain. What frustrated him the most was that he hadn’t even managed to touch Ye Feng once. This battle was undoubtedly the most humiliating he had ever experienced.

Ye Feng, on the other hand, didn’t worry about such things. He was simply focusing on improving his control over the Stone Giant, as this was his first time using it in actual combat, so he wasn’t willing to miss this opportunity.

Nan Batian, unaware of this, not only suffered losses but also ended up acting as free sparring partner. After taking a few attacks from the Stone Giant, he finally retreated, stopping further confrontation. Though he was best at martial arts techniques, that didn’t mean he didn’t know other methods.

He quickly stepped back out of the Stone Giant’s attack range and spread his arms. Two flames began to ignite above his palms, growing rapidly with the wind until they reached several meters tall, yet still continued to rise.

“I know that trick too!” Nan Batian said with a smile. In just a few breaths, the flames in his hands reached a hundred meters high. Then, he began forming complex hand seals. The two flames slowly intertwined and, to everyone’s amazement, transformed into a giant dragon.

“Interesting!” Ye Feng knew that some elemental techniques did indeed have corresponding shaping methods. He hadn’t expected Nan Batian to know them as well. But in his view, it only added some fun to the battle and wouldn’t affect the final outcome.

Although Nan Batian created a dragon, his control was far worse than Ye Feng’s. Clearly, though he had learned this technique, he had never practiced it in actual combat before. He only resorted to it out of desperation under Ye Feng’s pressure.

As a result, the dragon was constantly ravaged by the giant, its form shattered again and again before being reassembled.

Just as Ye Feng was silently mocking Nan Batian in his heart, he suddenly noticed something unusual—a flame had climbed up his wrist without his awareness and had not entered it. “This is…” Ye Feng frowned. He realized that the energy in his left hand seemed to be trapped by something. For a moment, the sandstone giant, unable to receive instructions from the seal technique, stopped moving. “It’s a fire-type burning technique… and it has such a use…” Upon investigation, Ye Feng immediately identified the source of the anomaly in his left hand—the flame that had penetrated it was one carrying a burning technique, and this technique was designed not to burn his body but rather his energy. As a result, all the energy flowing to his left hand was burned away by this technique. This was beyond Ye Feng’s expectations; he hadn’t thought Nan Batian would use such a move. However, this didn’t stump him. Using a fire-type purification technique of his own, he instantly swept across his left arm, burning away the foreign flame completely. His left hand regained its function immediately. But Nan Batian didn’t expect this move to stop Ye Feng for long. He only wanted to paralyze the sandstone giant so he could attack Ye Feng up close; otherwise, he would keep being on the defensive. As soon as he launched his move, he prepared to move through the sandstone giant’s obstruction the moment it stopped moving and appear in front of Ye Feng. However, he didn’t expect Ye Feng to break free from his technique faster than he had anticipated. The moment Ye Feng freed his left hand, he saw Nan Batian already rushing toward him during the gap when the sandstone giant stopped moving, and immediately threw a palm strike. That palm strike wasn’t ordinary—it carried a wind-type repulsion technique. This set of palm techniques was also called Cloud-Dispelling Palm, a terrifying set used in conjunction with wind-type techniques. Though it appeared to be a casual strike, its effect caused the entire space to collapse. Such power shocked Nan Batian. Although he had incredible defense, being hit by such a palm strike would cost him half his life if not his life entirely. The power of this set of palm techniques was no less than that of the finger techniques corresponding to the Destruction Technique. Nan Batian charged forward, but before he could strike, Ye Feng’s palm hit, causing the space to collapse immediately. Nan Batian quickly dodged. He began to doubt whether attacking up close was the right decision. But he didn’t hesitate and launched a second wave of attacks, rushing forward again.

Ye Feng frowned slightly. He naturally understood Nan Batian’s plans. Giving up the idea of using his destructive techniques to push him back, Ye Feng stepped forward instead. He wanted to make Nan Batian completely give up on this fight—defeating the strongest opponent was the best way to do that.

Seeing that Ye Feng was no longer dodging or pushing him back but instead charging forward, Nan Batian was somewhat surprised, yet also felt a hint of joy, because only in close combat did he have a chance of winning.

As Ye Feng grew closer, Nan Batian finally lowered his body, gathered his strength, and delivered a punch the moment Ye Feng got close.

Ye Feng blocked it effortlessly. His wind-based repulsion technique was indeed a powerful ability, granting him an almost invincible advantage in close combat. Used defensively, it could repel external attacks; used offensively, it could unleash strong repulsive forces.

Most importantly, Ye Feng had applied this technique throughout his body, increasing his defensive capabilities several times over even without using any defensive spells.

When Nan Batian realized that Ye Feng had blocked his charged punch, he realized he needed to reassess Ye Feng’s defensive strength. He never expected Ye Feng’s defenses to be nearly as strong as his own. But on the battlefield, he didn’t stop attacking, unleashing a continuous barrage of strikes.

Although Nan Batian’s attacks were fierce, even the onlookers began to cheer, and even Yu Hong started to worry. Yet Ye Feng deflected them all, his calm expression clearly not feigned.

The rapid back-and-forth combat held everyone in breathless suspense, pushing the fight to its climax. But since it was a battle, there must be a winner. Who would be the ultimate victor was what everyone present wanted to know…