So I'm actually very strong.
After his initial hesitation, Lu PingAn's tone was certain this time.
Misjudgments often stemmed from a lack of experience.
Along the way, Lu PingAn had witnessed too many clashes between "experts." Those formidable martial artists who could manipulate their bodies in unbelievable ways, those physical masters who could change direction in midair like they were doing yoga, had left a deep impression on him.
Lu PingAn was confident he would not lose, but that was assuming he brought out all those miscellaneous things of his.
Relying only on his "Fighter abilities"? A Tier 2 Fighter he had trained for less than two weeks, bought with points through leeching experience?
The more he practiced the Fighter Path, the more he discovered its vast profundity. There were also those professional abilities that required bodily instincts to be honed through practice. Lu PingAn became increasingly certain of his own shortcomings.
He could not transform into a Rootless One with a single thought, move with dazzling footwork like a roly-poly with no center of gravity, and counter any attack with an extravagant martial technique.
"Beautiful. Truly perfect. That heel strike after the somersault is as hard to guard against as a thrusting backhand spear."
Though he spoke approvingly, the vines were already waiting at the Target Point for her long legs.
"Boom!"
Lu PingAn's Demon Vine had no habit of going easy on women. The Demon Vine lashed out once, then again, smashing her into the ground until she continuously coughed up blood.
Perhaps your technique is excellent and your martial skills are abundant, but my vines are numerous, fast, and tough.
He could not take three steps through space, close the distance with master-level Ground Shrinking, then complete the full-body buildup and eruption of power in a single