Although the battle is still undecided, Si Yang already feels defeated in his heart. At least, that's his perception. It's not that he thinks he can't beat Qin Chuan,
but rather that he couldn't easily defeat Qin Chuan, which is a defeat in itself. Qin Chuan has always been invincible, his attacks always breathtaking. No one at the same level can withstand his attacks, at least not so easily.
Qin Chuan, a mere eighth-level Void Realm cultivator, has perfectly caught it, and it seems effortless, without any pressure. This makes Si Yang very uncomfortable.
Since it's a fight, it must be won. Qin Chuan cannot lose, he cannot afford to lose. He is confident he can fight anyone below the War God Realm and remain undefeated.
Asura Soul Devouring!
Si Yang's expression is serious. No matter how outstanding Qin Chuan is, he will crush him today, not only crush him but kill him. Such a person should not be allowed to live in this world.
The black Asura Blade, carrying a terrifying shadow and a bone-chilling aura, relentlessly drills into the body, as if trying to extract the soul from it.
Hmm?
This attack? Qin Chuan frowned slightly. The world was vast and full of wonders; this attack could actually strike a Yin spirit.
Yin and Yang—Qin Chuan, possessing a super-level understanding of the Yin-Yang Dao, had a deeper comprehension of it. This world had some Yin cultivators.
Some were even born with Yin eyes, able to see special things. Besides, Qin Chuan was reborn, carrying the memories of his past life; what was impossible?
Therefore, Qin Chuan never underestimated anyone in this world. Perhaps one day an ordinary person would awaken their past life's memories, or perhaps the memories of a powerful being, and they would instantly soar to great heights.
While the probability of such events was small, they happened every day. After all, the Nine Domains world was vast and boundless, and the number of people was like dust in the sky, like stars in a galaxy. They appeared every day, but were still insignificant in the grand scheme of things.
Bang! Bang!
The battle continued. Qin Chuan and Si Yang's fighting grew faster and faster, but Si Yang had a strange feeling, as if he was becoming increasingly uncomfortable and irritable.
Qin Chuan's overwhelming power made his attacks increasingly powerful; not only that, but Qin Chuan's ability to attack Yin and Yang was also terrifying.
Combining the Yin-Yang technique with the overall trend of the world, Si Yang's pain became increasingly pronounced over time.
Previously, he thought it was an illusion, a feeling of unease stemming from his inability to defeat Qin Chuan quickly enough—a mere illusion of his own displeasure.
But now he knew it wasn't an illusion; it was genuine discomfort, reaching an unbearable level. His mind was in turmoil, restless, and disoriented.
In fact, to a certain extent, Si Yang's physical strength was Yin and Yang, or rather, a fusion of Yuan Power and spiritual power, but still a form of Yin and Yang.
Qin Chuan's attack on Yin and Yang directly disrupted the balance, something no one could withstand. After all, Yin and Yang are interdependent; balance is the prerequisite for life.
A single Yang cannot live, a solitary Yin cannot grow; the absence of either Yin or Yang leads to death. Therefore, once the balance is disrupted, the body weakens and suffers.
Si Yang was in great pain; even his attacks were weakening. He realized this problem because he discovered his spiritual power had significantly decreased, the imbalance causing a substantial reduction in his offensive power.
These were secondary issues; the main problem was the physical discomfort and pain, which was becoming increasingly unbearable, intensifying with each of Qin Chuan's attacks.
Bang!
Si Yang didn't want to lose and kept trying to find a way out, but the battle was over. He was hit by Qin Chuan and scrambled to his feet
, pale-faced. He had sustained some injuries, not serious, but his current condition definitely prevented him from continuing to fight.
Si Yang stared at Qin Chuan, and to be honest, he felt a murderous urge. He had never suffered such a setback in his life; everything had always gone smoothly.
He was exceptionally talented, protected by his elders, and had always progressed without hindrance, unstoppable, to where he was today—a prodigy in the eyes of others, a genius among geniuses.
He had become accustomed to this life, unafraid of anyone, believing himself to be the best. He did have the resources—a powerful physique, something he couldn't envy, something he was born with.
Yet, this person who had grown up so smoothly and powerfully had been dealt a blow today.
In fact, his elders had worried about this before, because for martial artists, especially in their youth and at lower levels, it's actually not good to avoid setbacks.
Too much smoothness leads to an unstable cultivation level, which mainly involves mental state. For example, now, his first real defeat has caused cracks in Si Yang's mental state.
His understanding has changed. It's not that he can't accept failure, but he didn't expect to fail, nor did he expect to fail today. To put it bluntly, he wasn't prepared.
Now that he has failed, his mental state has begun to crumble. In fact, every rupture is a reconstruction, like rebirth. Once you overcome it, the benefits are immense.
This is why the earlier the failure, the better, because the mental state is easier to repair at that time. Those martial artists who have gone through repeated failures at lower levels, once they become strong, are truly like unkillable cockroaches.
Everyone knows that failure is a valuable lesson, but no one wants to fail because it comes at a great cost, both tangible and intangible. For example, a failure might result in losing your most beloved woman, or leaving you with an ugly scar on your face…
Furthermore, deliberately failing or creating failure doesn't actually train your mindset at all. Failure is ultimately a matter of fate.
If you're lucky, you might survive a failure; if you're unlucky, you might die.
Therefore, a strong person, someone who survives failure, especially someone who repeatedly defeats yet still manages to reach a high level, is not just lucky, but absolutely exceptionally intelligent.
If Si Yang's elders knew that he had been defeated, they might not only not be angry, but might even thank Qin Chuan.
Because Si Yang was already at the half-step War God realm, if he didn't fail now, he would have no other chance. This defeat, although a huge blow, would be incredibly helpful to him once he overcame it.
"I lost!"
After a long while, Si Yang slowly said. Si Yang wasn't a good person, and Qin Chuan didn't have a good impression of him, but he couldn't afford to offend him right now. It was good that the matter was resolved.
Besides, Qin Chuan didn't consider himself some kind of savior who had to kill someone like Si Yang. Many people and things exist for a reason, like darkness and light, good and bad. If one side is gone, then the other side also ceases to exist; there's no need for it to exist, nor can it exist.
Therefore, ending the immediate trouble was enough.