In the air, two figures faced each other from a distance.
The shock on Tien Shinhan's face gradually gave way to solemnity.
His opponent's unheard-of method of flight was certainly bizarre, but the pride of a top disciple of the Crane School wouldn't let him back down.
A cold glint flashed in his three eyes, and his surging ki stirred once more!
"Hmph! So what if you can fly fast? Before absolute power, it's all just fancy tricks!"
Tien Shinhan barked, the muscles in his arms bulging as even more ferocious Ki Blasts shot toward Lin Fan like a rapid-fire barrage!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The blue Ki Blasts streaked with dazzling tails of flame, densely covering every possible route Lin Fan could take to dodge.
This time, he attacked in a fury, and his shots were far faster and more powerful than before!
The audience cried out in alarm, as if they could already see Lin Fan being blasted away.
Yet Lin Fan's figure in the air turned ghostlike.
He didn't accelerate in a straight line or brake abruptly as he would with the Flight Technique. Instead, with a lightness and fluidity that defied common sense, he slipped through the gaps in the barrage.
At times, he drifted like a falling leaf in the wind, narrowly avoiding the heart of an explosion; at others, he darted in a sudden turn like a fish, leaving the Ki Blasts to strike only an afterimage. Then he would abruptly sink or rise as if weightless, dodging a deadly crossfire by the narrowest margin.
His movements lacked the forceful, jet-like propulsion of the Flight Technique. Instead, they carried a strange rhythm, as if he had already anticipated the path of every attack and could always evade it with the least energy and greatest efficiency.
His gray robe snapped in the blast waves, yet never took a direct hit.
"He... He dodged again!"
"How is that possible?! Those movements..."
"It's like he knows where the Ki Blasts are coming from!"
The audience stared in dumbfounded amazement, and even the host couldn't keep up with the dazzling changes.
The longer Tien Shinhan fought, the more alarmed he became. Fine beads of sweat even appeared on his forehead.
His attacks were already fast enough, and their range was enormous, but his opponent was like a slippery eel, always slipping away at the last moment!
The frustration was even worse than trading blows with Son Goku head-on!
"Damn fly!"
After failing to land a hit for so long, Tien Shinhan's patience ran out, and his fury flared.
He abruptly stopped firing Ki Blasts and formed a strange seal in front of himself with both hands. The ki inside his body began to circulate in a different, even more bizarre way!
"Let me show you the Crane School's true secret technique!"
Tien Shinhan roared, and the back of his shirt suddenly bulged!
To everyone's horrified amazement, two illusory, muscular arms formed from pure ki suddenly emerged from beneath his shoulder blades!
All four arms swung through the air, instantly doubling the oppressive force!
"F-Four Witches Technique!"
The host's voice trembled as he called out the name. "Tien Shinhan has used the forbidden Four Witches Technique! He now has four arms!"
In the VIP section, Master Shen wore a smug, vicious grin. "It's over! You forced Tien Shinhan to use this move. You can be proud of yourself, kid!"
Krillin went pale with fright. "Four arms?! How are you supposed to fight that?!"
Bulma covered her mouth, too.
In the air, Tien Shinhan clenched all four fists, his violent aura distorting the air around him!
With four arms, he could attack from virtually any angle, at a speed that defied all reason!
"Let's see you dodge this!"
Tien Shinhan glared with all four eyes and swung all four arms. A storm of fists instantly enveloped the airspace around Lin Fan!
The force of the blows tore through the air with sharp, shrill cracks!
The assault was so dense it seemed hopeless to withstand!
No matter how skillful Lin Fan's Wind Control Art was, he was suddenly in extreme danger against this all-around, inescapable barrage!
His figure flickered among the fists as he dodged, but he was clearly struggling. Several times, the gusts of the blows grazed his body, leaving him in imminent danger!
"No good! They're too fast! There are too many!"
Krillin cried out anxiously.
Lin Fan furrowed his brow, his mind stretched to its limit.
Sensing ki and anticipating his opponent's moves were no longer enough to evade every one of these frenzied attacks.
If this continued, it was only a matter of time before he was hit!
He couldn't hold anything back anymore!
His thoughts raced, and the incantation for a basic supporting art from the Great Dao Source Scripture flashed through his mind—the Void Eye!
It was no profound divine ability. It simply concentrated True Qi in his eyes, temporarily and greatly enhancing his dynamic vision and powers of observation, allowing him to see through some energy flows and changes between real and illusory. But it consumed vast amounts of True Qi and spiritual sense!
No choice!
Lin Fan gritted his teeth as the True Qi within him, already far from abundant, surged wildly toward his eyes!
A faint golden glimmer flashed deep in his eyes. Unless someone watched closely from nearby, it would be impossible to notice!
In an instant, the world before Lin Fan's eyes changed completely!
Tien Shinhan's four arms, which had been so fast that they were nothing but afterimages, seemed to slow down just a little!
More importantly, he could clearly "see" that the four arms weren't exactly the same!
The energy coursing through the two "demon arms" formed from ki on Tien Shinhan's back was slightly less fluid. With every strike, their trajectories and points of impact differed ever so slightly from those of his real arms!
They focused more on imitating strength and range, leaving tiny flaws in their most precise movements!
Now!
Lin Fan stopped trying to avoid every attack completely. Instead, he pushed the Wind Control Art to its limits, his body a small boat navigating towering waves as he threaded through the raging fists by the narrowest margins!
His movements became smaller and more precise.
Sometimes, a seemingly impossible, almost imperceptible lean let a demon arm skim past the tip of his nose. At other times, a sharp dive barely saved him from a pincer attack from above and below.
Now and then, he took advantage of the almost nonexistent pause when a demon arm changed its attack, shifting position in advance as if he could see the future!
To the spectators, Lin Fan looked as though he could be swallowed by the countless fists at any moment. Yet at every critical instant, he managed to avoid the deadliest blows in a way that seemed almost miraculous!
He was still in a sorry state. The gusts of the blows caught him several times, tearing a few holes in his gray robe and making him stagger, but he had managed to hang on!
"How is this possible?! The Four Witches Technique can't hit him?!"
"It's like he can see where the fists are coming from!"
The audience was so shocked they had gone numb.
Tien Shinhan was even more astonished!
How could his opponent still hold out against the Four Witches Technique?
And... and he even had the feeling that Lin Fan was gradually seeing through the attack patterns of the Four Witches Technique?
Impossible!
"Bastard!"
Roaring, he drove his ki and speed to their limits. The attacks from all four arms grew even more frenzied, as if he wanted to smash the slippery fly before him into a pulp at once!
Above the ring, fists whooshed through the air, and explosions of ki rang out one after another.
Lin Fan's figure swayed in the devastating storm, seeming on the verge of collapse at any moment, yet stubbornly holding on.
The faint golden light in his eyes continued to flicker. Fine beads of sweat had formed at his temples, and the True Qi in his body was rapidly running out.
The Void Eye saw through the real and the illusory! The Wind Control Art let him dodge and weave!
This contest had become a battle of endurance and will!
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