After unleashing three Earth Tier martial techniques in succession, Li Bufan had consumed more than half his true essence. The condensed true essence in his sea of qi was dwindling at an astonishing rate.
His breathing had also grown noticeably more hurried, yet his eyes remained as bright as ever.
Ruan Zhili's aura had likewise weakened considerably. Panting slightly, he said, "Brother Li, your cultivation may only be at the Jade Liquid Realm, but your fighting strength is certainly not to be underestimated."
"You're the first person to give me such a satisfying fight in the Hidden Dragon Tournament."
"Your physical strength is astonishing, Brother Ruan. There's much I can learn from you. I've gained a great deal from this fight."
Ruan Zhili grinned, his smile carrying a boldness as imposing as a mountain. "I have little true essence or blood qi power left. Let the next move decide the winner."
Li Bufan drew a deep breath. "All right."
Ruan Zhili slowly raised both hands. In that instant, his aura turned coldly murderous and resolute, like a lone, fearless general facing thousands of troops in the wilderness.
His palms slowly traced an arc before him and gathered at his waist, then thrust forward like a spring compressed to its utmost limit.
"Dragon Battle in the Wilds!"
The killing intent within that punch surged like a boundless sea, charging forward without retreat, like an Azure Dragon fighting to its final breath in the wilderness, determined to perish along with its foe.
Feeling that wave of fierce resolve bearing down on him, Li Bufan could not help silently admiring it. He immediately summoned the last thread of true essence within him, formed a hand seal, and pushed both hands forward.
"Nine Thousand Miles!" Fiery energy rapidly spread around him, churning through the