Chapter 12592

Chapter 12592

At first glance, it seems like just a simple, unskilled attack, but each thrown knife carries a portion of the power of the Three-Zhang Dharma Avatar.

Although it cannot compare to proper Dharma-image secret techniques, its destructive power should not be underestimated.

For a three-zhang (approximately 6.6 meters) Dharma Avatar expert, this is still just a normal attack. However, when it hits a four-zhang (approximately 6.6 meters) Dharma Avatar expert, its destructive power is comparable to a Dharma Avatar explosion.

It's just a little weaker at best.

Lin Yi dodged to the side.

The speed was already extremely fast, but it only managed to avoid the first three throwing knives. In the end, there was no way to avoid it, and the fourth throwing knife grazed its side.

Even just this small edge made the four-zhang-tall Dharma image behind Lin Yi noticeably dimmer.

"I didn't realize you had such a solid Dharma form."

Seeing this, Zhao Shirong smiled sarcastically: "Unfortunately, no matter how solid you are, you are only a four-zhang Dharma form. In my hands, you can only be crushed."

"is it?"

As soon as Lin Yi finished speaking, the Dharma image behind him suddenly shrank, and in the blink of an eye, it had reached the size of a Dharma image of nearly three zhang.

Zhao Shirong's eyelids twitched violently: "A fake three-zhang dharma form?"

Lin Yi flexed his joints: "Is this still enough to crush me?"

"..."

Zhao Shirong's mood was unpredictable.

While it's true that a three-zhang (approximately 10 meters) Dharma form can easily overpower a four-zhang (approximately 10 meters) Dharma form, its advantage is not as pronounced against a pseudo-three-zhang (approximately 10 meters) Dharma form.

In the end, he himself was merely a temporary borrowed three-zhang-tall Dharma form.

Now that neither side can use their Dharma Aspect Secret Techniques, and they are relying solely on numerical numerical clashes, even if he still holds an advantage, the gap has been significantly narrowed.

At this level, technology is sufficient to compensate.

That's not all; Lin Yi immediately followed up with a dog cannon shot.

Zhao Shirong's eyes flickered, and he quickly dodged away.

He had seen how Lin Yi killed the Killing Saint, and this dog cannon did look ordinary, its destructive power was only average.

The problem is that every shot fired by the dog has a chance of triggering the "difficult to move" effect.

For three seconds, it will slow you down by 30%—this is no joke.

Once a vicious cycle begins, it's entirely possible to be worn down and die.

Zhao Shirong was conscious, but his movements were still too slow.

The trajectory of the Dog Cannon is exactly the same as that of the Black Star Blast. From the perspective of the person involved, at most you can only see the moment the Dog Cannon is fired, and there is no proper trajectory after that.

When it reappears, it will already be on you.

The dog cannon hits right on target!

Zhao Shirong's expression changed drastically.

I watched Killing Saint fight Lin Yi before, and he was able to dodge at least several shots, but when it came to him, he couldn't even dodge one!

Even more outrageous is that the tripwire only has a 15% chance of triggering the "difficulty walking" effect, and yet Zhao Shirong actually hit the jackpot with just one hit.

Lin Yi was quite surprised to see this.

"Your combat skills are inferior to the Killing Saint, but your luck is worse than his, so you two are even."

Zhao Shirong was furious on the spot.

Is this how you call it even?
He wasn't particularly fast to begin with, and now that he's slowed down, he's become an easy target.

Every subsequent shot from the dog cannon hit its target precisely.

He was about to follow in the footsteps of the Saint of Slaughter.

The good news is that he is currently protected by a three-zhang-tall Dharma body, which is far stronger than that of the Killing Saint, and is naturally much more durable.

It would take a long time to wear him down with the sheer firepower of the dog cannon alone.

"So what if you slow down? Can you outlast me?"

Seeing this, Zhao Shirong felt relieved and stopped dodging. He stood still and used his throwing knives to directly confront Lin Yi.

No matter how close the pseudo-three-zhang Dharma form is to the true three-zhang Dharma form, it is ultimately only an approximation.

The gap between the two sides still exists.

With this numerical advantage, he was still confident that he could wear Lin Yi down.

Of course, the premise is that his throwing knife must be accurate enough.

However, Zhao Shirong's face soon darkened again.

In terms of individual lethality, his throwing knives were no less powerful than the dog cannon, after all, they were enhanced by the power of the three-zhang Dharma form.

But he was now a sitting duck, and Lin Yi was able to hit him accurately with every shot from the dog cannon. On the other hand, Lin Yi was constantly moving and dodging.

His throwing knives missed at least 70-80% of the time.

As for the remaining 20-30% that hit, they might be forcibly dodged by the effects of the Phoenix Cry Blade and the Tripwire. Even if the Drunken Arhat cannot be used right now, the combined dodge rate of the two is still 38%.

In addition, there is a 15% damage reduction from mood.

The difference is obvious when the two are compared side by side.

But that's not all.

Lin Yi's dog cannon not only triggers the tripwire's difficult movement, but also has a 15% chance to trigger the broken edge's shattering effect, causing it to suffer an additional 10% damage.

At first glance, the increase may not seem significant, but in the current war of attrition, it is enough to become a crucial factor influencing the balance of power.

Also, don't forget about the triple poison damage from the poison feathers.

As the effects of each piece of equipment accumulate, the balance of victory is not simply tilted; it has undergone a radical reversal.

In the end, Zhao Shirong discovered with utter despair that his three-zhang-long Dharma image was already on the verge of collapse.

In contrast, behind Lin Yi, the pseudo-three-zhang Dharma image remained as steady as Mount Tai.

It was as if he had only had a layer of bruises scraped off; there was absolutely no sign of him being on the verge of collapse.

"No? How could that be?"

Zhao Shirong immediately lost his composure.

Since he climbed to the top by clinging to a powerful figure, he was indeed very arrogant, believing that no one in Tianjun could stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

However, in terms of strength alone, as a master of the Four-Zhang Dharma Aspect, he was not particularly outstanding.

He still has at least this much self-awareness.

If he had lost to Lin Yi under normal circumstances, he would still be dissatisfied, but not to the point of being unable to understand it.

But even with the power of his three-zhang Dharma form, which is beyond his level, he is still no match for him. The key is that the difference in strength is so great that he really can't accept it.

Does that mean that if he didn't have a cheat code or leverage his strength, he wouldn't even be qualified to stand in front of Lin Yi?
"No way!"

Zhao Shirong would never back down like this.

Moreover, Lin Yi would never give him a chance to back down.

From the moment Lin Yi decided to take action, Zhao Shirong's fate was sealed.

Zhao Shirong must die, otherwise everything Lin Yi and Xu Longyin planned will become nothing but a mirage.

Everything will become empty talk.

Besides, there's no turning back now that the deal has been done. Since they've already broken off relations, if Zhao Shirong were still alive, he would not only have needlessly offended a powerful enemy.

The key point is that, at least this time, there is absolutely no hope for the three-zhang Dharma Image quota.

Lin Yi continued firing dog-like projectiles.

It may look a bit monotonous, but it's easy to use.

Lin Yi was well aware that anything should not be changed easily if it can proceed smoothly.

At this moment, the three-zhang-tall Dharma image behind Zhao Shirong was already approaching transparency and becoming shaky.

Judging from this momentum, the three-zhang-tall Dharma form will completely collapse in just a few breaths.

Time is running out for Zhao Shirong.

Zhao Shirong is still struggling relentlessly.

He knew perfectly well that continuing this back-and-forth would be nothing short of slow suicide.

He was trying to find a way to dodge.