CHAPTER 1746: CHAPTER 1798: DID WE WIN?

Have I won? Li Yifei stood there, struggling to raise his hand to wipe his eyes, only to find it covered with blood. He tried to wipe it off, but the more he wiped, the blurrier it became. He then grabbed a corner of his clothes, pulled it up to wipe his face clean, and realized that quite a bit of blood had just flowed.

Sniffing, Li Yifei grinned, chuckling softly. His voice was faint, but it was indeed a chuckle, albeit a strained one. The hot and cold energies inside him were still at play, so after jumping out of the pit, he remained motionless because it was too painful. That loud shout earlier had expelled a lot of excess energy, making him feel a bit better.

If he were to use a metaphor, he now felt like an inflated balloon, inflated with nitrogen, ready to explode at any moment.

He took a few seconds to analyze the hot stream of energy. It was the Innate Vital Energy from the Kunlun Stone Wall, the purest True Qi. However, after several battles, Li Yifei had exhausted it, yet he didn’t know where this surge of heat had been hiding in his body and why it suddenly emerged. Anyway, it was definitely not his own True Qi.

But what was this cold stream of energy? Wherever it passed, he felt his meridians being frozen, yet it was indeed present, and... it was emanating from the heart. Li Yifei spent a few more seconds to think of one thing—Worm!

Could it be Worm? Li Yifei at least knew this thing was alive, with its own consciousness, even coexisting with him. If Li Yifei died... then the Worm would also die. So, did it emerge after sensing Li Yifei’s desperate situation to give him significant support?

It’s possible. Li Yifei thought of this and thanked it in his heart. Although since planting it, this Worm had brought him endless trouble, at this moment, Li Yifei still wanted to say thank you.

However, the Worm didn’t respond to him. The formidable cold energy was still circulating within him. The hot energy stream had also surged inexplicably, and the two streams clashed at the heart, and in other parts of his body, there were small-scale battles taking place. In most areas, the cold and hot streams coexisted peacefully, circulating around the meridians, creating a cycle. As a result, Li Yifei’s experience was akin to enduring an ice-fire duality, with the hot and cold energies traversing his body in turns.

To outsiders, Li Yifei’s body continued to shake, as if unable to stand steadily.

Only Li Yifei knew he wasn’t about to fall. Aside from the pain, he was worried that taking a step might involuntarily cause him to jump several meters high.

After such a fierce battle, instead of growing weaker, he had grown stronger. Li Yifei didn’t know whether to be happy or happier. The grin just now caused his facial muscles to twitch for several seconds due to pain.

After spending nearly a few dozen seconds like this, Li Yifei regained his composure.

By then, people on the island had reacted, though they dared not approach him, only celebrating from afar. Some were happy for the Golden Eagle’s victory, others looked pained. To them, their revered God of War, Satan, losing was hard to accept.

Earlier, Satan had had an absolute advantage, seemingly about to press the Golden Eagle into the earth and bury him alive, yet the next moment, the Golden Eagle pushed Satan away, his life or death uncertain...

This uncertainty about life or death was even more troubling for them; at least they wanted to know if he was alive or dead.

Li Yifei suppressed the surging True Qi within, took a step forward, crushing the stones on the ground into powder. He looked like a steamroller, crushing everything in his path. After adjusting several steps, he controlled his body, avoiding an occurrence of ’step by step bloom.’

Li Yifei was walking towards Satan. He was the closest to Satan and could sense his life energy, indicating Satan hadn’t died despite the heavy crash. However, his condition didn’t seem good either.

Li Yifei walked over, acclimated his body, suppressed the True Qi inside, and pulled Satan from the rubble.

Satan was covered in blood; the aftereffects of his berserk state were severe, far worse than Li Yifei’s bleeding from every orifice. Satan was oozing blood from every pore, appearing even more miserable.

At this point, Satan’s blood had clotted. Li Yifei laid him flat on the ground and wanted to infuse a stream of True Qi into him, only to find a force within Satan repelling him, preventing the infusion of True Qi.

"Did the Golden Eagle win?" People around had doubts in their eyes. No one present organized the event nor announced the outcome. Now that Satan lay on the ground unmoving while Li Yifei stood, he must have won.

Li Yifei remained expressionless. He turned to glance over at the Saint, who was some distance away, but she still seemed to clearly see Li Yifei’s eyes. There wasn’t much pride in his eyes; instead... a hint of loneliness?

Do masters feel lonely? The Saint curled her lips slightly.

"Cough, cough..." Satan coughed, lying down, opening his mouth to spat out two mouthfuls of dark-colored blood, then opened his eyes.

Satan looked up at Li Yifei standing above him. The latter looked down at him. Satan then propped himself up with his hands and sat up, not rushing to speak. He was feeling the condition of his body, recalling the scene just now.

His berserk time was about to end, but the scale of victory had tilted in his favor. Unexpectedly, when Li Yifei seemed about to lose, he turned the tide, pushing him out during his strongest attack.

Satan replayed the scene in his mind. If his attack was like Mount Tai oppressing, then Li Yifei’s push was akin to mountains collapsing, no, more like pushing mountains and overturning seas, even more formidable and overwhelming than his attack.

Then, Satan was sent flying. Fortunately, he fell and only then his berserk mode ceased. Otherwise, the crash and fall would have been unbearable.

Satan was tough indeed, heavily injured but recovering rapidly. An inexplicable force was spreading inside him, helping him regain strength, one reason he could continuously challenge top experts, recovering too fast, even from severe injuries.

Standing up with difficulty, Satan swayed twice, looked at Li Yifei, and suddenly laughed out loud, saying, "Satisfying, truly satisfying! I challenged all South America, yet never fought as exhilaratingly as today. Haha, Golden Eagle, you truly are my lifelong rival. How fortunate I am to meet such an opponent in my lifetime!"