CHAPTER 1742: CHAPTER 1794: BERSERK TRANSFORMATION

Madness! Satan finally couldn’t hold back and initiated his transformation. He noticed that without transforming, he gradually fell into a disadvantage, and this discovery made the proud Satan very unhappy. Before going mad, Satan distanced himself a bit and warned, "Golden Eagle, be careful, I’m going to transform!"

Li Yifei nodded slightly, saying, "I’ve been waiting for a long time, bring it on!"

"In South America, I didn’t truly transform a few times. Even though I can control it somewhat now, but..."

"I know, life and death are predestined. Neither of us would concede, so the only end is to down the other." Without waiting for Satan to finish, Li Yifei adjusted his breathing while slightly moving his body. True Qi flowed through his meridians, continually healing recent injuries. The True Qi in his Dantian was still abundant, giving Li Yifei the confidence for the battle, even if Satan’s transformation was stronger than before.

"Alright, until one of us can’t stand up. But when I transform, it’s hard to hold back. Take good care!" Satan looked at Li Yifei in front of him, feeling a bit of mutual sympathy, but there had to be a winner and loser between them. This related to their martial hearts; if they hesitated in battle, future advancement would be difficult.

The surrounding people also heard this conversation, each reacting differently. Some secretly admired and praised them, thinking these two were not as despicable as rumored, but rather had the aura of great heroes. Of course, some felt the two were overacting, playacting in a simple fight by involving life and death, which seemed inexplicable.

Only those with a certain level of cultivation and some understanding of Satan and Li Yifei’s past could comprehend that the coming battle would be very fierce, brutal, and savage!

The prior fight was just an appetizer before the meal; both were already warmed up. Now their bodies were in peak condition; the time for the decisive battle had come.

Li Yifei made a preparatory gesture, indicating he was ready. In contrast, Satan closed his eyes, murmuring something as if praying or reciting scriptures. His muscles trembled slightly, and moments later, Li Yifei sensed a change in Satan, and indeed Satan was different; he had completed his transformation.

Few knew what this transformation of Satan truly was. If not for the likes of Murong Yuanqing knowing a bit more, Li Yifei might not have recognized it as an old transformation technique once passed down in Northern Europe but now lost.

After the transformation... Li Yifei looked into Satan’s eyes, which started clear but quickly turned turbid, then dark red, looking extremely terrifying. His body swelled, not in a swollen way but with prominent muscles packed tightly. The exposed parts bulged with breathing-like biceps, and upon a closer look, one could even see the muscle undulating.

"Look quickly, Crazy Satan has transformed!" someone couldn’t help shouting.

Almost everyone heard it. Around Satan’s body, a faint red mist seemed to hover. If not carefully observed, it might go unnoticed.

This wasn’t an illusion, but a real faint red gas surrounding Satan. Li Yifei, the closest, saw it most clearly, a terrifying aura that seemed harmful with mere contact.

In just over a year, he had grown so formidable? Li Yifei marveled inwardly. This progress was faster than his own. Who knew what encounters Satan had experienced to change this much?

It was just a brief contemplation; Li Yifei quickly refocused, circulating True Qi evenly through his meridians to maintain smoothness.

Satan’s transformation took less than half a minute, yet the contrast was immense. Even the ever-watchful Omba’s expression changed; she seemed to understand why many experts fell to Satan.

This enhancement from transformation was astonishing.

Finished, Golden Eagle will lose! This was the first reaction of many seeing Satan’s transformation because they knew Li Yifei couldn’t achieve such a sudden boost like Satan.

So wouldn’t that be dangerous?

The Holy Maiden bit her lip, a trace of worry flashing in her heart, but she quickly brushed it aside. She still had faith in Li Yifei, believing this man wouldn’t fight without preparation. Since he dared to come, he must have a certain degree of confidence.

The Holy Maiden focused on Li Yifei’s face, watching the subtle changes in his expression.

Jiu Shan’s face showed a trace of ferocity. The stronger Satan was, the happier he became, hoping Satan could directly kill Li Yifei. Even if it didn’t kill him, severely injuring him was still excellent for Jiu Shan, who bore no personal grudges against Satan, only intending to eliminate Li Yifei.

Seconds later, Satan roared skyward, clenched his fists, and pounded his chest. The thumping sound was like a massive drum of oxhide, dull yet heart-pounding.

Li Yifei knew he was about to face a battle fought in its truest sense! True Qi circulated, filling his arms, and Li Yifei gave his all, treating it with utmost seriousness.

"Roar!" Satan charged over. The distance between them was less than twenty meters, but Satan seemed to reach Li Yifei in an instant, delivering a powerful punch. This time, the sonic boom was extraordinarily loud, as if piercing through time and space, arriving instantly before Li Yifei.

Li Yifei’s eyes narrowed slightly, focusing solely on that punch. He reached out his hand; surprisingly, his speed was not much slower than Satan’s. Two fingers, index, and middle fingers joined, he quickly pointed at Satan’s wrist. After the first point, he swiftly withdrew and struck a second point. In one breath, Li Yifei jabbed three times. Although each strike slowed, he managed to reduce the momentum of Satan’s punch. By the time it reached Li Yifei’s chest, its power had diminished by at least half, if not more.

The spectators held their breath and watched silently, worried Li Yifei might not withstand the terrifying Satan and could be defeated instantly.

With three finger strikes, Li Yifei was at his limit, having halted half the momentum but not blocking the punch entirely. He had to shift his waist, swiftly rerouting True Qi to his other hand, which he extended outward, palm facing, to block in front of his chest.

"Thump..." Li Yifei grunted softly. Even with True Qi for protection, he was forced back ten steps by this punch of Satan, stumbling to a stop. The hand taking the hit was incredibly sore; without True Qi, it might have been directly fractured.

This first punch after transformation was so powerful! Li Yifei felt caught off guard by its intensity.