Yang Zenke was still calm even after sustaining injuries. The cuts on his arms weren't deep, so it did not affect his battle ability. However, he could not help but admit that this Jimen Kang was indeed strong.
Jimen Kang smirked coldly as he stared at Yang Zenke. He then lunged towards the latter like a quick predator pouncing on its prey. His movement was fast, but Yang Zenke was already prepared for this. He jumped backward and narrowly evaded the sharp blade of Jimen Kang's spear.
The two continued their clash, causing violent fluctuations in the air every time their weapons collided.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The two have already exchanged for more than a dozen times, but neither showed any signs of retreating.
'This fukn bastard! How come he is still able to fight equally against me?! That injury should have at least slowed down his speed, but how come his speed did not even decrease by a tiny bit? Don't tell me that he can endure the pain of that injury. Shit!' Jimen Kang cursed in his heart when he saw that his opponent was still able to fight him on equal footing.
Yang Zenke's pain tolerance was not comparable to a normal cultivator. He had experienced countless amount of hardships in the Endless Forest and he was even able to endure the hellish and torturous training of Hu Xiandao, so how could this amount of pain hinder him?
"If you think that this little bit of injury can weaken me, then you are terribly wrong. In fact, the more injuries I sustain, the stronger my fighting intent becomes. If you don't believe me, then go ahead and try!" Yang Zenke said in an arrogant tone. He wanted to provoke his opponent into fighting aggressively with him. If that happens, he would be more certain of achieving victory. After all, he was famous for his crazy way of battling. The crazier the fight was, the stronger his attacks would become!
Jimen Kang frowned upon hearing that, but those words still managed to anger him. He glanced at Yang Zenke furiously and release a series of quick spear attacks. "Since you want a frontal battle against me, then I will happily oblige! Die!"
The corner of Yang Zenke's lips curved upwards when he saw Jimen Kang's enraged expression. To think that this idiot fell to a little bit of goading...
***
"Don't worry about Brother Yang. He can handle that guy, so we just have to worry about these people." Prince Dante muttered as he glared at two dozen enemies around them.
Sylphie stared at Prince Dante and the others with gratitude. If not for them, Jimen Kang and his subordinates might have already taken him back to the Crimson Sun Sect. She shuddered at the thought of it.
Princess Sylvia glanced at the shaking Sylphie and smiled at her reassuringly. "Don't worry. These people are nothing. After Brother Yang takes down that Jimen Kang, we could easily dispatch his subordinates."
The confidence in her tone made Sylphie less anxious.
"Thank you." Sylphie wanted to say more, but she was too embarrassed to add more words when she saw the smile of Princess Sylvia. She had been cold to her when the princess had tried to speak with her during the banquet. Thinking about that, she could not help but regret her actions. She also promised herself to befriend this group of people. Princess Sylvia and the others helped her in her moment of crisis, so she could no longer remain indifferent towards them.
Princess Sylvia nodded her head at Sylphie when she heard her words. She also felt pity for this girl who must have experienced a terrible childhood in the hands of the Crimson Sun Sect.
"There is no need to be formal with us. We are fellow disciples, so we must protect each other." Princess Sylvia smiled at Sylphie.
"Everyone, just hold on for a few minutes, I have already sent someone to notify the experts of the imperial palace to come to this location." Prince Dante whispered to his group.
The others nodded their heads in understanding. They were outnumbered by their enemies, and there were still two experts hiding in the shadows. Defeating their enemies was difficult, but if they could hold back their enemies for a while, then they might be able to counterattack if the experts of the imperial palace will arrive in this place.
Prince Dante silently prayed in his heart that the two experts hiding in the shadows won't attack them before their reinforcements arrive.
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