Super Soldier in the City

Chapter 2233 - 2297: Fierce Battle

A true expert must remain calm in the face of danger. Today, the Saintess gave Li Yifei a very big surprise. This battle was different from the one in Vienna, as the Saintess’s strength had also increased.The two engaged in a fierce exchange, despite having no real enmity, fighting as if their lives depended on it. As the storm subsided, the sea soon returned to calm. The sun slowly climbed, and the temperature rose significantly. On the island, suddenly, many debris appeared, remnants of rocks shattered by the fierce exchange of energy. Some vegetation had also been broken.

At least for now, there was no winner. Li Yifei did not hold back, but the Saintess continuously attempted to control the rhythm during this time, and Li Yifei was deeply engrossed in the fight, thus not eager to decide the victor just yet.

A fierce and exhilarating fight is more pleasing than strong wine.

After another exchange, the two separated, and the Saintess was somewhat breathless. Just like last time, once she entered the state of heart demons, she temporarily lost her reason, and her eyes only had Li Yifei in them. But what she wanted was to kill him.

Li Yifei, of course, knew this, so he had no reason to be careless. Seeing the Saintess temporarily stop, Li Yifei was not going to let her rest. Just as he was about to attack, the Saintess suddenly gestured and began chanting, seemingly an ancient incantation, making it unclear what she was saying. Even if it were clear, it would probably still be incomprehensible. This continued for a full minute, but Li Yifei did not interrupt her.

When the summoning was complete, Li Yifei clearly saw a change in the Saintess. She seemed to have a pair of wings behind her, resembling legendary angel wings, adorned with pure white feathers and a perfect form. Although it was just a phantom, it still left Li Yifei in awe.

However, what truly astonished Li Yifei was not the illusory wings, but the scepter in the Saintess’s hand. It looked as if it were made of crystal. How did it appear? Li Yifei had been watching her closely, and it was as if she had conjured it out of thin air.

"Huff!" Li Yifei took a deep breath. Seeing the opponent draw a weapon, he couldn’t be barehanded either. So, with a gesture, he called loudly, "Blade, come!"

Just as Elder Qingqiu could summon her sword with a single command, causing it to break through the air, Li Yifei, recognized as the master of the Mohist War Sword, could do the same. The Mohist War Blade, as a once-powerful weapon, had demonstrated its might.

Clang! The Mohist War Blade flew out from the yacht by the sea and landed in Li Yifei’s hand. Feeling Li Yifei’s battle intent, the Mohist War Blade emitted a joyful sound. As a sentient blade, it could sense its master’s emotions and the hostility from its opponent.

From the uniquely shaped scepter in the Saintess’s hand, the Mohist War Blade sensed a challenge and a strong battle intent, so it was also filled with fighting spirit.

With the conjuring complete, the Saintess waved twice with her scepter, about 1.2 meters long, drawing arcs in the air, filled with brilliant light. Li Yifei knew he could not underestimate it.

"Where did this weapon come from? Is it in your body?" Li Yifei asked.

The Saintess opened her eyes, her gaze indifferent and devoid of any emotional fluctuation as she looked at Li Yifei. She replied, "This scepter is a symbol of power within the Holy War Organization, called the Saint’s Scepter, and is the exclusive weapon of the Saintess. However, not every Saintess can wield it. Without sufficient piety and strength, it cannot be summoned!"

"So, you summoned it? It’s not hidden in your body?"

"No, it is in my body. It exists within the body of every generation of Saintess, but cannot be summoned without meeting the conditions."

"Interesting, it seems very powerful. However, I also hold a formidable weapon, so be careful," Li Yifei cautioned.

"Indeed, I can sense that your blade is also very strong. So, Li Yifei, make your move. I will show no mercy, and I must kill you." The Saintess’s voice grew increasingly cold, carrying an immense killing intent by the end, which Li Yifei could clearly feel enveloping him.

Kill! Li Yifei nodded slightly. He swung the Mohist War Blade in front of him twice, seemingly drawing a diagonal cross. As the blade flashed, Li Yifei was equally focused.

"Kill!" the Saintess shouted, her eyes turning red, gleaming with a bloodthirsty light. Her Saint’s Scepter traced an eerie arc. Her speed surpassed what it was before—indeed, far surpassed—and in the blink of an eye, she covered a distance of over twenty meters. Throughout, Li Yifei was speculating on the Saint’s Scepter’s method of attack, and it was now revealed.

As the Saintess rushed forward, waving the Saint’s Scepter, Li Yifei saw a visible white light shoot toward him. He quickly used his blade to block it. When the white light struck the blade of the Mohist War Blade, there was a resounding "bang," as if it had substance. Li Yifei felt a unique energy, which forced him to take two steps back to barely stabilize himself.

"Interesting!" Li Yifei exclaimed in admiration, "Is this magic?"

The saintess’s hands didn’t stop, and she shot out two beams of white light continuously, replying conveniently, "It’s not magic. You have blade energy, why can’t I have this? You can call it energy!"

"Haha, what energy? Then take my two blades!" Li Yifei followed suit, slashing twice in succession. This was different from the True Qi Blade he condensed, which, despite being powerful, was still much inferior to the Mohist War Blade. The blade energy from the Mohist War Blade howled and shot out rapidly. If it were an ordinary person, there would be no chance of dodging it. The saintess also knew this blade energy was extraordinary, so she didn’t take it head-on. Instead, she released two beams of white light and moved her feet away.

Bang! Bang! After two sounds, the blade energy collided with the white light, producing a sonic boom. At the same time, one of the blade energies was shattered, and the two beams of white light also dissipated. The remaining blade’s momentum was slowed, striking a reef and instantly shattering a large chunk.

The saintess counterattacked in return, and the two were instantly locked in combat. This battle was different from the one with Satan. When Li Yifei fought Satan, his strength grew stronger with each fight, shaking the ground when clashing. However, in the end, it was always a battle of strength, hard against hard. Today, the two were different. The saintess’s previous strength was just a bit stronger than Satan’s enhanced state, but today, after summoning the Saint’s Scepter, her strength increased significantly compared to before, and Li Yifei even felt pressured.

He knew he wasn’t the strongest. In a life-and-death struggle, even someone as aged as Murong Yuanqing would have a great chance of winning. Against the saintess, he neither could nor wanted to kill her. However, she intended to kill him.

This created an unfairness. When Li Yifei made a move, he often had to consider the consequences. If this slash missed the saintess and hit a certain spot, it could result in serious injury. Even if he won by severing an arm or leg, it would still be a regret.

In contrast, the saintess’s sole focus was to kill Li Yifei, so she didn’t need to consider so many things. She only needed to remember one thing: killing Li Yifei was enough! Therefore, it didn’t matter if Li Yifei lost an arm or a leg, as long as he died.

Open! Li Yifei shouted, sidestepped in close, instantly using the Mohist War Blade to block the Saint’s Scepter. His body moved in close to the Saintess, reaching out a hand to accurately grab the saintess’s chest, exerting force while rotating his body, entwining their bodies together.

"Let go!" the saintess growled, pushing Li Yifei away with a palm. White light flew out continuously from the Saint’s Scepter, striking Li Yifei’s chest. These beams of white light hit his chest directly, causing Li Yifei’s breath to surge. He retreated a few steps, rubbed his chest, and spat.

If this is how it’s going to be, so be it. Li Yifei hadn’t learned blade techniques but had learned many sword techniques. Though different, converting sword techniques to blade techniques wasn’t too hard. Li Yifei thrust out his blade, and the saintess suddenly felt a lot of blade light before her. Blade energy came rushing forth, and she even felt she couldn’t possibly resist. So, after unleashing several beams of white light, she retreated.

Unfortunately, Li Yifei had fought enough and wanted to end the battle, intending to give the saintess no chance to catch her breath. He tightly pursued, continuously wielding the Mohist War Blade, executing six or seven blade techniques consecutively.

Whoosh... a blade energy swept through, cutting off a strand of the saintess’s long hair. The domineering blade energy brushed past her neck; if it had veered slightly, it would have been her neck. The saintess’s expression changed.

That was close. Li Yifei’s heart also skipped a beat. If he had directly ended the saintess here... Li Yifei himself would feel pained, and the Holy War Organization certainly wouldn’t rest easy with him.

The saintess raised a hand to wipe her neck, removing a trace of blood. Her eyes reddened, and she said, "Again!"

"We can go again, but if all you have are these beams of white light, you won’t defeat me!" Li Yifei said.

The saintess sneered coldly and said, "So eager to die? Fine, I will fulfill your wish!"

"Hmm?" Li Yifei raised an eyebrow. Since they met, the saintess had never spoken to him in such a tone.

The saintess raised the Saint’s Scepter in her hand. At the top of the scepter was set a huge gem. She began chanting again, seemingly a spell, and the previously clear sky suddenly darkened. Li Yifei looked up at the sun and saw it become blurred and hazy.

This is... Li Yifei knew that a formation method could change the surrounding environment. He also knew that some powerful individuals could alter surrounding objects, but... what method was the saintess using?

He could interrupt her at this moment, but Li Yifei didn’t. He was waiting for the saintess to complete her summoning.

This time, the saintess didn’t close her eyes. Her gaze was cold and murderous as she looked at Li Yifei, chanting ever faster. In the end, it seemed one continuous stream.

The surrounding air was also condensing, as if in a glass bottle, with air constantly being drawn out. Under such conditions, Li Yifei within endured immense pressure, the increasing pressure giving him a tearing sensation in his limbs and body.