Tailong had no time to react. Dai Mubai had already circled around to his side like a phantom and slammed an elbow into his ribs.
"Bang!"
Tailong grunted and staggered backward.
Dai Mubai pressed his advantage, his fists falling like raindrops.
Each punch landed precisely on one of Tailong's weak points, forcing the Blue Tyrant Academy second-year class leader to retreat again and again, barely able to defend himself.
When it came to combat experience and quick thinking, Tailong was ultimately far inferior to Dai Mubai.
"Brother Tailong!" a student in the stands cried out in alarm.
"Damn it..." Tailong gritted his teeth, a vicious glint flashing in his eyes as his third purple Spirit Ring suddenly lit up.
"Third Soul Skill—Gravity Fist!"
Gray-black light instantly enveloped him. At that moment, Tailong's fists seemed to be filled with heavy mercury. The air groaned under the strain wherever his fists swept.
"Hmm—!"
He stamped hard on the ground, and cracks spread across the arena.
His fists thundered toward Dai Mubai with the force of Mount Tai crashing down!
Most bizarre of all, gravity suddenly increased within the range of his punches.
Dai Mubai felt his body grow heavy, his movements forcibly slowed by half a beat.
"Oh? It comes with a gravity suppression effect?" A glint flashed in Dai Mubai's eyes. "Not bad!"
But he neither dodged nor retreated!
He drew a deep breath, gathering the domineering Soul Power of his White Tiger Martial Soul into his right fist.
He used no Soul Skill. He simply compressed his Soul Power again and again, condensing it into pure strength.
"Break!"
Dai Mubai let out a low growl and drove his right fist forward like a cannonball.
The air compressed to its limit along the path of his fist, producing a piercing sonic