After battling it out for hundreds of rounds, Ling Yun fully understood Deepa's true strengths; be it his strength or his strikes, he was way above Ling Yun in terms of skill. Ling Yun could only defend against his tricky whip maneuvers.

Even though Ling Yun had maxed out his Dayan Great Stars Technique and Phantom Ichthyosaur Step, he was still unable to guarantee that he would be able to avoid Deepa's long whip.

In addition, Deepa's Hard Power was formidable. Ling Yun's Dayan Great Stars Technique was nothing against it. Every time he went head-on with Deepa, he got whipped. His body throbbed in pain with every hit!

However, after the exciting exchange just now, Ling Yun felt an adrenaline rush. He felt he had a chance again against Deepa!

Not to mention, Deepa had put his best foot forward just now. Ling Yun was fighting with his bare fists, merely dodging his attacks!

Now, Ling Yun no longer wanted to continue playing games with Deepa. He drew his weapon. He was going to counterattack!

Deepa wanted to kill Ling Yun, so why shouldn't Ling Yun do the same!

Deepa stood seven metres away from Ling Yun. He had that murderous aura all over him again. He sharpened his eyes, ready for the next strike. He took a deep breath, recovering a little of his energy.

At this time, although his face was calm, his heart was beating like the drum!

He was now at the peak of Houtian Stage Level Six. Just a little more and he would be at the Pinnacle. Ling Yun was only at the middle of Houtian Stage Level Five, yet he was able to exchange several blows with him. Deepa was now feeling tired, and he had only inflicted a few external wounds onto Ling Yun!

This brat.. No wonder Xuan Qi and Xuan Jiu want him gone. Ling Yun is capable of one-shotting them!

What made Deepa even more confused was that even after he had exchanged hundreds of blows with him, Ling Yun was still as agile and alive as before. Ling Yun's only evidence of any exertion was the few drops of sweat that appeared on his forehead.

Am I too easy for him?!

Ling Yun seemed to have the edge in agility. Deepa believed that if they were to truthfully compare their abilities, Ling Yun would never be able to outrun him. His four-metre long whip was like an extension of his arm. However, he was still unable to touch Ling Yun. He was always a few inches away.

Ling Yun's footwork and agility were simply magical. His movement was like electricity: quick, swift, and unexpected. Forget any instant killing; if Ling Yun wanted to escape, Deepa would have to spend many days and nights to hunt him. Even then, he might not reach him!

Little did Deepa know that if Ling Yun truly escaped any further than three meters away from the s.h.i.+chiyou Herb, Ling Yun would not even be able to last thirty minutes!

If he knew that Ling Yun had been breathing in the s.h.i.+chiyou Herb's spiritual energy while battling him, even if he was not killed by Ling Yun, he would die from the anger of knowing that very fact!

Deepa originally thought that Ling Yun definitely had some skill that allowed him to regain his Qi while battling.

"You're finally not escaping anymore?" Deepa's eyes flashed and he gave him a murderous look.

If Ling Yun did not run away, Deepa believed that just his physical powers would be enough to crush Ling Yun and kill him on the spot!

Ling Yun was too lazy to talk trash with someone who was out to kill him. He instead used the time to replenish his body with Spiritual Energy. His Dayan Great Stars Technique was about to be maxed out. He took a Phantom Ichthyosaur Step and appeared right in front of Deepa in a flas.h.!.+

With a Tiangang Demon Fist in his left hand, he dealt a blow to Deepa's chest. With the Magic Brush in his right hand, he made a few strokes in the air with it, and it pierced into Deepa's face!

Deepa groaned with exertion. He dodged it by just a hair's width. He turned his right hand into a claw and clashed directly against Ling Yun's fist.

Eagle Claws Might!

*Bang!* Both fists clashed together. The two of them shuddered. Both of them were forced backwards!

It was really a battle of the strongest. Ling Yun had retreated seven steps, whereas Deepa had only retreated three!

"I can feel the power!" Ling Yun raised his fist.

"What?! How is that possible?" Deepa's voice resonated.

Since he was always receiving punches, Deepa definitely did not expect Ling Yun to be left unhurt this time around.

Deepa's prediction was not wrong. As Ling Yun had practised in the realms themselves, he was able to excel and quickly move up the ranks.

However, the methods that Ling Yun used were able to cover up for the deficits sustained in the realms.

The Tiangang Demon Fist was mighty and powerful. It was able to get Ling Yun up to the sixth level. It wasn't able to beat Deepa, but it still worked as a counter!

"Since you want to kill me, give me your best shot! Come at me!"

Ling Yun was agile and quick with his reflexes. He avoided Deepa's attempts and pushed forward. He landed his left hand on Deepa's chest, giving it a hard blow.

The both of them continued to fight. Both parties didn't allow any major chances. They exchanged blows multiple times directly against each other!

"Pong! Pong! Pong!" A sound louder than a drum resonated through the air. In a moment of shock, Ling Yun jumped to barely three meters away from the s.h.i.+chiyou herb. He inhaled the spiritual energy madly.

After exchanging multiple blows with Deepa, Ling Yun had fully consumed all the power of the Tiangang Demon Fist. He was left with under half of his original internal spiritual energy!

Deepa was in bad shape himself. He was conflicted why Ling Yun had picked such a location to spar with him. In other words, Deepa felt that he had already given it his all!

Although Deepa still had his fist arched in the position of an eagle's claw, his entire body was drained of energy and shaking with fatigue. It was obvious that his stamina was unable to keep up with Ling Yun!

Ling Yun had been waiting for this moment to destroy Deepa once and for all. Therefore, in a flash of lighting, he charged towards Deepa like a bull that saw red and pierced Deepa's eyes sharply with the magic brus.h.!.+

If Deepa were to avoid that blow, Ling Yun swore that he would destroy Deepa violently and allow him to witness the power of the magic brus.h.!.+

Deepa's right hand was still paralysed as Ling Yun charged towards him. He tried to grapple with the magic brush in Ling Yun's right hand!

Without any second thoughts, Ling Yun raised his hand and charged forward!

"Chi!" The sound of the whip breaking in half cracked through the air! A one meter long section of the whip flew across Ling Yun and landed into the small river in the middle. It quickly disappeared without a trace!

Deepa's Long Snake Whip was made of the most advanced technology to date. Even a factory grade cutter would be unable to cut through his whip!

Deepa noticed that Ling Yun used his brush directly against his whip. Initially, he had scoffed. How could a measly small brush win against his special long whip?

But the scene before his eyes caused him to lose his cool in an instant!

"What kind of brush is this?" Deepa asked, shocked!

"A brush for writing! If it is your wish, after you die, I can use it to carve your name onto your grave!" Ling Yun laughed cheekily as he charged forward as fast as lightning!

Ling Yun was obviously running on adrenaline. Even though his tiny brush was very light, when he used it, it was not handy at all. But the tip of the brush was sharp and polished to its edge!

Deepa's figure retreated at the speed of light. Simultaneously, he lashed out with his whip, which was only three metres long now. He had learned his lesson. He no longer dared to touch the brush in Ling Yun's hands anymore. He only dared to target Ling Yun's elbow and wrist.

Ling Yun laughed heartily. With the brush in his right hand, he shot forward aggressively and leaned forward. He resisted the pain from the whip wrapping itself around his elbow. Pulling his right elbow close to his body, he switched the brush to his left hand and lightly drew again!

Deepa's long whip turned into a joke in an instant! It wasn't even a metre long anymore!

Shocked out of his wits, Deepa recklessly swung the whip towards Ling Yun's face after the whip was cut off by Ling Yun once again. Tossing his whip aside decisively, Deepa switched to his pistol!

Right now, the two of them were very close to each other!

Deepa wasn't dumb. He was an a.s.sa.s.sin; his goal was to a.s.sa.s.sinate Ling Yun. Right now, he thoroughly understood that with just him alone, he couldn't win any advantage. Thus, he could only use such an unscrupulous method!

Deepa readied his gun and ruthlessly fired a shot at Ling Yun!

But when Deepa released the whip from his hands, Ling Yun antic.i.p.ated this next move! Without even waiting for Deepa to pull the trigger, he cast his Phantom Ichthyosaur Step to its maximum limit. He instantly moved sideways ten meters, leaving only a shadow where he had been standing!

It was a do-or-die situation. Ling Yun wasn't upset about it either. But at that moment, his gaze revealed a relentless amount of killing intent. Tonight, Deepa must die!

Just as Ling Yun tilted his entire body to dodge the bullet, his left hand pulled out eight needles from his leather bag. In the same fluid motion, his left hand shot out speedily as he used the Shower of Flowers Technique in the direction of Deepa's vital acupressure spots! His body flashed again and once again reappeared in another position!

Ling Yun really didn't want to take a bullet!

Deepa missed his first shot and fired another bullet. Simultaneously, his body swerved to the side at the speed of lightning. However, a large needle still embedded itself firmly into his left shoulder.

Deepa's first injury!

Deepa's second shot naturally sliced through the air without meeting any flesh. Before he could land, tens white streaks of light shot towards him again. Before he could fire his third shot, he was forced to stretch out his hand and managed to block four of the large needles.

However, his body had already slowed. He no longer had the mobility that allowed him to suppress Ling Yun at the start of the battle!

Another three large needles stabbed mercilessly into his body! Deepa could feel his left shoulder, right rib and thigh become numb at the same time.

He had lost his momentum! Deepa was in despair!

Ling Yun laughed coldly. Circling around the s.h.i.+chiyou herb, he cast the Phantom Ichthyosaur Step non-stop. His figure moved in an unpredictable manner. Suddenly, he stopped, and with a ten large needles shot out again. Deepa was no longer able to deal with these. Each of them found its way into his body!

One could say that from the moment the battle began, Ling Yun had already setup Deepa's grave for him…