At a glance, Lu Bai could tell that one of the two fighters in the arena hadn't even begun cultivating, while the other had barely reached Qi Refining Layer Two.
In theory, cultivators who absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into their bodies and reached Qi Refining Layer One had already surpassed ordinary people in terms of their very life essence.
But when it came to combat strength, cultivators in the early stages of Qi Refining didn't have enough mana to use any combat spells or divine abilities. In terms of physical strength alone, they weren't much stronger than ordinary people.
Under those circumstances, even when a cultivator fought an ordinary person, the outcome was hard to predict.
It was clear that the two fighters were mostly testing their respective fighting skills, each move aimed at a vital point. It was an exceptionally dangerous contest.
It just seemed a little boring to Lu Bai.
As expected, the fight soon drew to a close.
Anyone who'd ever been in a fight knew that going all out with adrenaline pumping wasn't something a person could sustain. Even a minute-long stalemate was a long time.
In the end, the Deathmatch contestant at Qi Refining Layer Two relied on the spiritual energy nourishing his body to outlast his opponent, who was the first to run out of steam.
He slammed a heavy punch into his opponent's chest. As the blow shook the man's body and left him unable to fight back for a moment, he swiftly stepped in, turned sideways, and grabbed his arm. Then, as if swinging a scarecrow, he hurled him to the ground with a brutal over-the-shoulder throw.
Lu Bai knew the fight was over, so he promptly activated his mana mark. It was no trouble at all.
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