This sudden twist made Wan Zhen secretly delighted, despite his injured hands.
"Let’s see how arrogant you are without your saber!"
In Wan Zhen’s view, the main reason this young man dared to face him with his Fifth Realm cultivation was his exceptional saber technique.
But now that his saber was broken, it was like a fierce tiger without fangs and claws, significantly reducing its threat.
At that moment, Zhao Ya casually discarded the saber hilt and threw a punch.
Wan Zhen gave a sinister sneer, thinking Zhao Ya must be at the end of his wits; otherwise, why would he use such a foolish move?
Daring to use his fist against someone with the Black Iron Palm, wasn’t he courting death?
Wan Zhen raised his palm to meet the attack, planning to finish off this young man within three moves.
But the next instant, Zhao Ya’s fist suddenly accelerated, charging with extreme force and fierceness.
Caught off guard, Wan Zhen took the full blow of the punch.
Boom!
Wan Zhen’s palms were unharmed, but due to the overwhelming force of the punch and his unpreparedness, he was sent flying.
Thud.
He crashed into a house like a cannonball, stirring up a large cloud of dust.
Zhao Ya followed closely behind, rushing in as well.
Then, from the ruins, came a series of sounds like firecrackers exploding.
Soon, the two of them burst out from behind the ruins, fighting from the ground into the air, and then back to the ground again.
Wan Zhen grew more and more alarmed as he fought, because this outrageously young opponent had an abnormal speed and fist strength.
Even though he had reached the Meridian Opening, facing him, Wan Zhen couldn’t gain the upper hand.
Having such power at only the Fifth Realm, given time, how much stronger would he become?
Thinking of this, Wan Zhen’s heart surged with murderous intent.
Unknowingly, his legs turned black.
This was caused by Dantian True Power channeling through the meridians in his legs.
It was Wan Zhen’s most prized weapon.
Having opened the four meridians of both hands and legs in the Meridian Opening Realm, Wan Zhen’s strength was far beyond Jin Cunyue’s.
So when his legs turned completely black iron, he seized an opening and kicked fiercely at Zhao Ya’s chest.
This Heart Nest Kick had never failed him; many renowned Martial Dao experts had perished under this very kick.
But this time, Wan Zhen miscalculated.
Zhao Ya seemed to have anticipated it, and at the critical moment, he sidestepped, dodging the kick entirely.
Not only that, Zhao Ya’s fist immediately followed and struck Wan Zhen’s ankle.
Even with Black Iron True Strength protecting it, Wan Zhen felt a twinge of pain.
"Kid, I don’t believe you can maintain this state indefinitely." Wan Zhen, furious, began to change tactics, shifting from a frontal assault to evasive maneuvering.
Because in his opinion, Zhao Ya’s tremendous strength and terrifying reflex speed were largely due to simultaneously activating two Breaking Realm talents.
But such states couldn’t last forever.
So he decided to prolong the fight until Zhao Ya exhausted his Qi Blood and stamina, forcing him out of this state.
Actually, his idea wasn’t wrong, but he never expected one thing.
Which was that after fully activating his Five Organ Talent, Zhao Ya’s endurance was beyond extraordinary.
It was like a humanoid armored vehicle fueled by nuclear energy, seemingly never tiring.
Sure enough, after a few minutes of evasion, Wan Zhen noticed that Zhao Ya showed no signs of fatigue; instead, he fought with even more vigor.
In contrast, Wan Zhen himself, due to the intense use of Black Iron True Strength, had depleted much of his Dantian’s True Power.
If the fight continued, even before Zhao Ya fell, Wan Zhen would be done for.
Realizing this, Wan Zhen couldn’t help but feel a little anxious.
At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a figure rushing toward them, and his heart leaped with joy.
It was Xiao Yan.
His female disciple, although she hadn’t opened her meridians yet, was a notable Fifth Realm martial artist, quite capable.
Her joining the fray would surely turn the tide of battle.
Zhao Ya naturally noticed this too, and his heart sank slightly.
His worst fear had indeed come to pass.
Although he had used the maximum amount of drug, this woman’s strength was too great to render her completely incapable of fighting, only delaying her a bit.
Now with her joining, facing two opponents, he was at a disadvantage.
Thinking of this, Zhao Ya immediately prepared for a strategic retreat at any moment.
A wise man knows when to retreat.
If victory wasn’t possible, a temporary retreat wasn’t disgraceful.
Moreover, after this battle, Zhao Ya had gained a more direct understanding of his own strength.
With all states activated and buffs stacked, he was capable of tying with a standard Meridian Opening Realm fighter.
Due to his incredible endurance, the longer the fight dragged on, the greater his chances of winning.
The premise was that there should be no external interference.
Just then, Xiao Yan had already arrived at the battlefield.
"Good disciple, quickly lend your master a hand!" Wan Zhen shouted.
"Don’t worry, Master, I’m coming!" Xiao Yan shouted, then rushed onto the battlefield to fight alongside Wan Zhen.
Wan Zhen, invigorated, sneered at Zhao Ya: "Kid, you..."
Before he could finish, Wan Zhen suddenly felt severe pain in his left flank, and turning his head, he saw Xiao Yan with a fierce look, a dagger already plunged into the weakest area of his flank under his defenses.