610: Chapter 610 You're faking it?!

Boom—!!!

The massive fireball was easily shattered, turning into a sky full of sparks that scattered in all directions!

The sparks landed on the ground, burning small charred pits, but they didn't harm Qin Yan in the slightest.

"Dead lion, if this is all you've got, then you can go die now!"

Qin Yan continued his mockery, the curve of his lips widening.

"Roar!" The Crimson Flame Magic Lion let out a furious roar, its voice filled with rage.

It could never have imagined how a Human Race Martial Artist's tongue could be so venomous!

Even more so, it couldn't believe that a Middle Sixth-Grade human could withstand its strike so easily!

"Brat, if you want to die, I'll send you on your way!" After the Crimson Flame Magic Lion finished speaking, its mouth opened once more!

This time, it didn't spit out an ordinary fireball but began to condense a true killing move.

Layer upon layer of flames gathered toward its mouth from its surroundings!

Flames surged from its body, condensed from the air, and converged from all directions like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, flowing continuously into its maw.

The air around the lion's mouth crackled as it burned, and the very space began to distort slightly!

"Lion King Breath!"

The Crimson Flame Magic Lion growled low.

Inside its mouth, a red beam of light condensed; it was as thick as an arm and crimson all over!

In the next moment, the light beam erupted from its mouth, blasting toward Qin Yan!

This strike was more than ten times stronger than the previous fireball!

It didn't believe that the foul-mouthed brat opposite it could still withstand this!

However, facing this attack from the Crimson Flame Magic Lion, Qin Yan still simply raised his spear to block.

The moyuan spirit weapon was held horizontally in front of him, the light of the Five Elements flowing across the spear's body, forming a brilliant barrier.

The Crimson Flame Magic Lion's Lion King Breath slammed into the Five Elements barrier, erupting with a deafening roar as sparks flew and heatwaves rolled.

The light of the Five Elements and the pillar of flame intertwined violently, eroding and wearing each other down.

Under the weakening effect of the Five Elements Block, the flame pillar's power was abruptly reduced by thirty percent; the remaining force was completely unable to budge Qin Yan.

He stood there like a mountain, motionless.

Qin Yan blocked with ease, even having the spare energy to observe the state of the Crimson Flame Magic Lion.

Meanwhile, the Crimson Lion King was infuriated to see that its attack could do nothing to Qin Yan.

It had dominated the Qingyun Mountains for many years and had never encountered such a difficult opponent.

A Middle Sixth-Grade human could actually block its ultimate move?

This was simply a humiliating disgrace!

It roared and once again intensified the power of the Lion King Breath!

More flames surged from within its body and gathered from its surroundings, pouring into that crimson beam of light.

The beam became even thicker and hotter, its power skyrocketing!

Seeing this, Qin Yan felt a surge of amusement.

This was exactly the effect he wanted.

Wielding his long spear, he still calmly withstood the impact of the light beam.

To him, the Crimson Flame Magic Lion's power was nothing more than a gentle breeze on his face.

Then, as if thinking of something, a slight smile curled on Qin Yan's lips.

His footsteps involuntarily took a step back, as if he were being pushed back by the Crimson Flame Magic Lion's attack.

Seeing this, the Crimson Flame Magic Lion's eyes lit up with joy!

It saw hope!

This damn human was finally about to reach his limit!

It hissed and increased the power of its breath once more, pouring all the flame energy in its body into this strike.

It wanted to seize this opportunity to shatter the opponent's defense in one go!

As the Magic Lion exerted itself, Qin Yan's footsteps retreated several times in a row.

His body swayed slightly, as if he might collapse at any moment.

Beads of sweat involuntarily flowed down his forehead, sliding down his cheeks and dripping onto the ground, where they instantly evaporated.

His face turned slightly pale, and his breathing became rapid.

The group of Martial Artists behind Qin Yan were scared to death seeing this.

Their hearts pounded, their palms were soaked with sweat, and their legs were trembling slightly.

But there was nothing they could do at this moment—they didn't even have the right to intervene in such a battle.

As time passed, Qin Yan's condition seemed to grow increasingly dire.

His thighs began to shake as if he couldn't stand steadily; his fingers began to twitch as if he were losing the strength to even hold his spear.

His whole person was teetering, looking like he was about to give in at any second.

By now, sweat was faintly starting to flow from the Crimson Flame Magic Lion's head.

This breath was quite a drain on it; every intensification required burning a large amount of flame energy.

The flames within its body were nearly half-depleted; if this continued, it wouldn't be able to hold on much longer itself.

"Dammit, how can that brat still be holding on!"

The Crimson Flame Magic Lion was extremely anxious.

Every time, it felt that with just a little bit more, it could shatter the opponent's defense.

But every time it exerted more power, the opponent seemed to get a bit stronger;

Every time it exerted more power, the opponent got just a little bit stronger.

He looked like he was about to be defeated, but he just wouldn't fall!

This feeling of being on the verge but never reaching the end was driving it nearly insane.

At this time, among the nine people behind Qin Yan, someone also felt that things were faintly strange.

"Don't you think... although Young Master Qin Yan looks very distressed, his aura has remained very stable?"

Li Canghai suddenly spoke up.

Everyone was stunned and sensed carefully.

It was true.

Although Qin Yan's face was pale and his forehead was sweating, his aura had remained steady without any signs of disorder.

"And although his footsteps have been retreating, the distance of each step back is almost the same..."

Zhao Yuanlang also noticed the anomaly.

"You mean..."

"Stop talking, just watch."

The several people stopped speaking, their eyes fixed intently on the battle ahead.

The Crimson Flame Magic Lion attacked for another minute; its mouth was dry, and nearly half of its internal flames were consumed, so it simply stopped the breath.

The light beam dissipated.

Seeing this, Qin Yan lightly swung his long spear, shattering the last remnants of the light beam.

He looked up at the weakened Crimson Flame Magic Lion opposite him, a light smile playing on his lips.

"Finished?"

His voice was relaxed and carefree.

This Lion King clearly had a massive amount of consumption!

As for himself, he had barely consumed anything.

After all, his Five Elements Block was enough to weaken the opponent's attack by thirty percent; the Crimson Flame Magic Lion's breath couldn't threaten him at all.

His previous teetering appearance was just an act for the Crimson Flame Magic Lion, with a simple goal—to heavily drain the opponent.

He wanted the opponent to think he was about to give in, thereby constantly increasing the power of the breath and depleting its own flame energy.

Now, it seemed his plan was very successful.

Looking at Qin Yan's relaxed posture, the Crimson Flame Magic Lion was first stunned, then seemed to realize something.

"You—you were faking it just now?!"

Its voice was filled with utter disbelief.