Zhou Feng's frenzied battle stance did not scare Wang Shu. Instead, it triggered the madness in his heart.
Because in such a head-on confrontation, Wang Shu had a huge advantage.
Let's talk about the battle armor on Wang Shu's body. This was a top-grade spiritual weapon.
It was impossible to break through its defensive ability without a spiritual weapon of the same level.
For Zhou Feng to directly fight with his bare hands and rely on his physical body to break through the defense of this armor?
That was simply wishful thinking.
On the contrary, what kind of defensive spiritual artifact did Zhou Feng have? Would a mere physical body be able to withstand the attack of a spiritual artifact?
The long spear in Wang Shu's hand was also a spiritual artifact passed down from the Wang ancestors. It was called the Battle Soul Spear.
A battle soul was sealed within it. When forced into a corner, one could directly release this battle soul to aid in battle.
Taking another 10,000 steps back, Wang Shu was a Purple Mansion cultivator now. In terms of cultivation, he was firmly on top of Zhou Feng.
If Wang Shu were to cower with such a huge advantage, then he would truly be a good-for-nothing!
"Ah!"
When Li Rong saw that the spear had pierced through Zhou Feng's shoulder, she immediately covered her eyes.
Such a bloody and brutal scene caused enormous damage to Li Rong.
Li Manya frowned.
"What is he planning to do? Why is he using such a fighting method?"
Li Manya could not understand Zhou Feng's fighting method at all.
Why did he disregard his body and fight with his life on the line?
The other party clearly had a huge advantage. Under such circumstances, Zhou Feng should be using his strengths to make up for his weaknesses!
Not only was Li Manya unable to understand what was going on, but the audience below also could not understand what was going on.
"This… Is he courting death?"
"Although this will be able to suppress Wang Shu for a while, there will always be a time when he is out of strength. What should he do then?"
"Madman! Is this a madman?"
"…"
Zhou Feng's crazy fighting style might be able to suppress Wang Shu, but it would not last.
Once Wang Shu was given a chance to catch his breath, Zhou Feng wouldn't have a chance to turn the tables.
Wang Shu relied on his battle armor to fight with Zhou Feng.
Zhou Feng's attacks could only make clanging sounds when they landed on the battle armor, but the spear continuously pierced Zhou Feng's body.
"Ah!"
Suddenly, Zhou Feng roared, and his golden fist smashed Wang Shu into the arena.
Zhou Feng's bright and scarlet blood was actually slightly glowing with a golden light.
At that moment, everyone realized that although Zhou Feng seemed to be in a very miserable state, there was not much blood in the arena.
The wounds on Zhou Feng's body were actually slowly healing? What kind of situation was this?
"This… This is a breakthrough?"
"His aura is getting stronger? What's going on?"
"…"
Zhou Feng's body was covered in blood, but his aura didn't weaken at all. Instead, it was slowly getting stronger.
That's right! The reason Zhou Feng used this kind of fighting style was not only because he was used to it.
Another important factor was that in such a high-intensity battle, the cultivation speed of the Human Emperor Scripture was actually slowly increasing.
The Human Emperor Blood, which was originally extremely difficult to condense, was now slowly condensing!
This was much faster than the cultivation speed of devouring Spiritual Qi!
Only then did Zhou Feng learn that the Human Emperor Scripture's cultivation speed could be accelerated under the pressure of battle.
Of course, the most important factor was still the baleful aura created by Wang Shu. The surrounding baleful aura was swallowed by Zhou Feng and entered his body.
Although Zhou Feng's body was constantly being torn apart, this baleful aura was actually able to speed up the Human Emperor Scripture's cultivation speed.
This baleful aura was somewhat similar to the legendary Malevolent Earth Qi.
Hence, he had decided to use Wang Shu to cultivate.
Moreover, as his injuries became more and more serious, the passive Injury Conversion was also continuously showing its effects.
"Impossible!" Wang Shu, who had been smashed into the arena, spoke in a tone of disbelief.
A battle soul had been released.
The surrounding air was filled with an even thicker stench of blood, and the baleful aura was even thicker.
Once this baleful aura entered one's body, it would be very easy for the target's body to collapse. Also, one's entire person would descend into madness after being corroded by the baleful aura.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Feng's furnace-like body assimilated the baleful aura once it entered it.
"Die!"
Zhou Feng was just using his fists! He then smashed Wang Shu, who had just gotten up, onto the ground.
Along with that, his rigid battle soul was also torn apart!
At that moment, Zhou Feng's entire body's aura had reached its peak, and traces of divine light started to appear on his body. It was intense and dazzling, and his eyes were flowing with a golden divine glow.
He just stood there quietly, but he was like a human emperor who held the sun and moon in his hands and was the supreme ruler of the world.
The Human Emperor Scripture details floated in Zhou Feng's mind, and his body was constantly trembling.
'I don't have enough Blood Qi!'
In the next moment, he felt waves of exhaustion!
This was a lack of Blood Qi!
He immediately took out the medicine gourd and crazily poured its content into his mouth.
"Impossible! I'm at the Purple Mansion realm! There's no way I'll lose!"
Wang Shu stood up once more and didn't seem to have received any serious injuries. It had to be said that the defensive power of Wang Shu's armor was truly high.
But now, Wang Shu's courage had been ruthlessly vanquished!
"You don't have any strength left to counterattack, do you? You actually dare to put on an act here!"
Wang Shu, who had regained some of his composure, still could not believe that he suddenly did not have the strength to retaliate at all.
But it did not matter! Zhou Feng no longer had the strength to fight.
Looking at Zhou Feng holding the medicine gourd and continuously downing the medicinal liquid, Wang Shu felt that his chances of winning were still very high.
Hence, he launched another attack.
A cold light arrived first, and the sharp aura cut through the surrounding air.
Wang Shu's attack seemed to be quite imposing, but anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Wang Shu was no longer as sharp as he had been at the beginning.
Zhou Feng looked indifferently at Wang Shu, and his body moved slightly to the side.
He dodged the stab by a hair's breadth.
'Truly a mess. He didn't even use his full strength.'
Zhou Feng finally understood why Wang Shu gave him such a weak feeling.
Although Wang Shu was a Purple Mansion cultivator, he couldn't display Purple Mansion strength.
He even subconsciously used his Soul Altar to control the strength of the Purple Mansion realm.
If it weren't for his luxurious equipment, Zhou Feng might have been able to crush Wang Shu directly.
Of course, if it were an ordinary Soul Altar cultivator, Wang Shu's strength would be enough to crush them.
But the problem was that Zhou Feng was not an ordinary Soul Altar cultivator.
He hadn't even used his full arsenal of passive skills.
"Come on! Let's fight for another 300 rounds!"
Wang Shu tried his best to gather his aura and continuously attacked him.
Zhou Feng easily dodged.
It was daytime now, and the passive Daylight Combat had increased Zhou Feng's speed by ten points.
Then, there was the golden passive Battle Instinct and Wang Shu's inflexible attacks, all of which were predicted by him in advance.
Zhou Feng was relying on the passive Master Hunter's perception and looked as if he was teasing a child. No matter how hard Wang Shu tried, he was unable to touch Zhou Feng.
Regarding this scene in the arena, everyone present looked at each other in dismay.
"How did it become like this?"
None of the spectators had ever expected to witness such a scene.