As the battle grew fiercer, the silver-armored woman swallowed pills to restore her mana several times and constantly unleashed powerful attacks. Without exception, Lu Xiaotian calmly forced them back. Even when she occasionally struck him once or twice, she failed to inflict any serious injury.
After exchanging blows for a while, Lu Xiaotian was also experiencing for the first time just how immeasurable a role battle techniques played in combat once they had been cultivated to a certain level—especially in close-quarters fighting like this. Although his strength surpassed the silver-armored woman's by a considerable margin, every time the silver spear received one of his attacks, it carried a spiraling force that continuously dispersed his power. Otherwise, even a cultivator whose strength was roughly equal to the silver-armored woman's would never have lasted this long against Lu Xiaotian, even with the same cultivation and magical weapon, if they lacked such attainments in battle techniques.
Lu Xiaotian's strength was indeed somewhat greater, but if not for the protection of the Fire Jiao Scales, he would have suffered some injuries by now. Even a peak sixth-tier body cultivator would be wounded when facing the terrifying attacks of that spear intent. Of course, Lu Xiaotian's immobile legs left him extremely disadvantaged in a battle like this. If he truly recovered, whether this silver-haired female cultivator could withstand his frenzied close-range eruption would remain unknown.
"Coiling Dragon Barrage!" Seizing the instant when the silver-haired young man before her seemed slightly distracted, the silver-armored woman let out a delicate shout. Amid the countless spear shadows, several dazzling spear lotuses shot toward vital points all over Lu Xiaotian's body. The silver-armored woman drove her mana to its utmost limit, intending to end the battle with a single spear. She was confident that as long as Lu Xiaotian