Extreme Almightiest Young Master

Chapter 634: Park Zefeng’s Frustration (Second Update)

Zhu Tao landed and didn’t move further, instead, he watched Park Zefeng with a playful look. This gaze made Park Zefeng feel extremely surprised, as if he was being targeted by a venomous snake, which made Park Zefeng feel very uncomfortable. After landing, Park Zefeng also stopped the useless running and kept his eyes tightly fixed on Zhu Tao, guarding against any special moves Zhu Tao might use.

Upon seeing Park Zefeng’s reaction, Lin Feng immediately knew the gap between Park Zefeng and Zhu Tao. Indeed, Park Zefeng was a middle-stage S-class expert, with much more robust reactions and True Qi circulation while running than Zhu Tao, but if Park Zefeng didn’t come up with anything new and acted like the last time they fought, then Zhu Tao was definitely going to win this competition. Thinking of this, Lin Feng’s heart relaxed, and he watched Park Zefeng with a very calm face.

"Park Zefeng, you’ve already made your move," Zhu Tao asked with a smile on his face, "Have you thought of any methods to deal with me?" He had seen through Park Zefeng’s performance, such a technique, though much improved from last time, was of little use against him. With the Ancient Sword in hand, Park Zefeng was destined to have no way to defeat him.

"I’ve thought of many methods, but I haven’t had the chance to use them yet. Today, I’ll definitely make sure you stay here," Park Zefeng said harshly, staring at Zhu Tao’s mocking smile, getting extremely irritated. If possible, he really wished he could knock Zhu Tao to the ground and take the Ancient Sword from him. Fighting against an S-class expert like Zhu Tao with the Ancient Sword was frustrating. Without the sword, Zhu Tao would be like a tiger without its teeth, and then he could torment him however he wanted.

"Enough of this," Zhu Tao said, "You must be thinking that you’ll definitely defeat me, that I’m walking into a trap. Now watch carefully and see how I’m going to beat you." Having said this, Zhu Tao’s figure flickered, and he suddenly created over a dozen shadowy afterimages around him—as if his own form had almost vanished. Within the entire valley, only the whooshing of the wind could be heard, and the valley was filled with shadows of Zhu Tao...

What! How is this possible!

Park Zefeng, who had been full of confidence that he would take down Zhu Tao, had not expected that in the blink of an eye, Zhu Tao would resort to such an unbelievable move. What’s more, Park Zefeng realized that Zhu Tao’s speed had undergone earth-shattering changes in just three days. In such a short period, Zhu Tao’s speed had caught up to his own—no, it had even slightly surpassed him. How could this be! It was inconceivable for someone to improve so much in just three days. It must be an illusion! It must be an illusion!

Unable to believe what he was seeing was real, Park Zefeng never expected that the victory he thought was assured would change like this. In just three days, Zhu Tao had improved his speed to such an extent, it was truly unbelievable. Everyone knew that after reaching S-class, if there wasn’t some special opportunity, it was impossible to make significant progress in a short time. At the S-class level, even small improvements are extremely difficult. But Zhu Tao... how did he do it? It was too inconceivable!

Regardless of Park Zefeng having more thoughts, in his moment of distraction, he felt a sense of danger coming from behind him.

Not good!

"Bang! Whoosh..."

Quickly overcoming his shock, Park Zefeng instinctively dodged to the left, swinging a hand-chop that launched a streak of Gang Qi toward the spot behind him. He wasn’t trying to hurt Zhu Tao, whom he knew was invulnerable with the Ancient Sword in hand, but rather to force Zhu Tao away, just to resolve the immediate danger. Then he would think about how to deal with Zhu Tao’s sudden increase in speed.

Seeing Gang Qi from the hand-chop approaching, Zhu Tao gripped his sword and easily split the Gang Qi in two as it flew past him.

The first exchange jolted Park Zefeng’s heart; that attack had been too dangerous. Zhu Tao’s speed was terrifying now, having somewhat surpassed his own. How was he supposed to deal with this? When Zhu Tao’s speed hadn’t changed, Park Zefeng could still find a way to overcome him. However, with Zhu Tao’s current speed, Park Zefeng’s heart sank—he knew that with the Ancient Sword in Zhu Tao’s hand, he had no chance of victory.

Previously, solely because of the Ancient Sword, Zhu Tao had managed to fight him to a standstill. Park Zefeng had relied on his speed to suppress Zhu Tao. Now, with Zhu Tao’s speed matching his own, it meant Zhu Tao could freely use sword techniques he couldn’t employ before. What to do now! With this realization, Park Zefeng was breaking into a cold sweat.

Remembering the power of that move when Zhu Tao left last time, Park Zefeng couldn’t stop marveling. If Zhu Tao was allowed to use that powerful sword technique without restrictions, then today, his situation looked grim. No wonder Zhu Tao and the others said not to take his life at the beginning; he had mocked Zhu Tao’s ignorance. Never did he imagine that as soon as they started, the situation took a drastic turn. What had seemed a sure victory now looked like certain defeat—and Park Zefeng could never have anticipated this outcome!

But Zhu Tao didn’t give Park Zefeng time to think. As soon as he landed, Zhu Tao moved again, using True Qi to speed up his feet, relishing the sensation of the swift movement. His figure flickered ambiguously as he rushed toward Park Zefeng, intent on inflicting serious injury.

"Swoosh... swoosh..."

Zhu Tao’s speed was indescribably fast, and as he continued to accelerate, his figure once again produced countless afterimages, making it truly difficult to distinguish between illusion and reality.

Seeing this, Park Zefeng could only instinctively start to sprint desperately backward, realizing that the situation was utterly dire with no other choice available to him. He could only evade first and talk later. Now, in front of Zhu Tao, he had completely lost the advantage he had earlier. Now, all he could do was ensure he didn’t get injured and stall for time.

Thinking this, Park Zefeng no longer cared about losing face. He pushed his speed to the absolute limit, determined to avoid injury at all costs. He didn’t believe that Zhu Tao’s sudden increase in speed wouldn’t have any consequences, so he decided to drag it out for a while and see. If push came to shove, he would have no choice but to fight head-on...

However, Zhu Tao had the Ancient Sword in hand, and Park Zefeng knew that even if he used his most powerful moves in a head-to-head fight, his chances of winning wouldn’t exceed fifty percent, and even if he did win, it would be a pyrrhic victory. Unless it was absolutely necessary, he would not choose to fight it out in the end.

"Bang!"

"Swoosh..."

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

...

Seeing Park Zefeng dashing away as if running for his life, Zhu Tao immediately felt a surge of irritation, wishing he could just charge up and confront Park Zefeng directly. But Park Zefeng wouldn’t engage in a fight, only focusing on his desperate escape, and Zhu Tao felt helpless as he couldn’t catch up to Park Zefeng, which meant he couldn’t do anything to him.

Even though Zhu Tao tried everything, he couldn’t lay a finger on Park Zefeng, who was sprinting ahead without any care. Feeling the danger from behind, Park Zefeng would sometimes release a few fist auras to force Zhu Tao to slow down a bit, while Zhu Tao also occasionally unleashed a few sword gangs in an attempt to make Park Zefeng stop. But Park Zefeng wouldn’t give him that chance; he would just swerve to avoid the incoming sword gang, leaving Zhu Tao frustrated and angry.

Chased by Zhu Tao, Park Zefeng was already severely irritated. If possible, he would have loved to turn around and fight Zhu Tao right there. Under the current circumstances, there was nothing he could do except keep running, while also being on guard for the sword gangs Zhu Tao would release from time to time. His heart was exceedingly stifled; he wished he too had an Ancient Sword, so he wouldn’t have to keep running like this and could instead stand a real chance in a confrontation against Zhu Tao.

It was a nice thought, but Ancient Swords were rare, and finding one was a matter of chance and fortune. It wasn’t something that could be rushed. He had searched for decades without success, and couldn’t help but wonder how Zhu Tao was lucky enough to find such a sharp Ancient Sword. With a heavy sigh, Park Zefeng wished he had an Ancient Sword to prevent being chased down so doggedly by Zhu Tao...

Lin Feng, watching Zhu Tao and Park Zefeng in their current state, furrowed his brows as well. Although Zhu Tao had the upper hand and was overpowering Park Zefeng, the situation was still unclear. The pursuit could last indefinitely, but Park Zefeng’s cultivation power was much more profound than Zhu Tao’s; dragging it out for too long was definitely going to be problematic. It seemed that he had to give Zhu Tao some guidance; otherwise, there was no telling when it would end.

"Old Zhu, Park Zefeng is the number one expert of H Country, and he won’t allow himself to be chased out of the valley for his disciples to see," Lin Feng conveyed his thoughts to Zhu Tao, analyzing the situation as an observer with a clear perspective.

Upon hearing what Lin Feng said, Zhu Tao suddenly realized that Lin Feng was absolutely right. He had been too focused on the chase and had overlooked why Park Zefeng kept running in circles within the valley. So that was the situation, and with that in mind, he now had a strategy to handle it. Enlightened by Lin Feng’s words, Zhu Tao instantly had a plan and began driving Park Zefeng toward the outside instead.