The three points mentioned earlier would, at most, keep Mo Lin from being dragged into Yazi's rhythm and prevent the battle from looking completely one-sided. But if the fight remained one-sided for too long, Yazi might very well be disappointed by Mo Lin's strength, deem him unworthy of being Winged Dragon's successor, and kill him.
Therefore, accomplishing those three points was merely the first step. If he wanted Yazi's recognition, he had to achieve some tangible results. Mo Lin possessed an ability he had never used in battle before—if employed properly, it could produce an unexpected effect.
"Grand Luo Insight, time acceleration!"
In an instant, Mo Lin's movements suddenly sped up. He lowered his body with all his strength and threw a punch with his left hand, its speed clearly surpassing his own limit. The ground around his feet shattered from the force he exerted. After practicing martial arts for so many years, if he still could not mobilize the strength of his entire body to launch an attack, that would have been truly humiliating.
A Explosive Force Block-and-Hammer shot straight toward Yazi's abdomen. Yazi had not expected Mo Lin's punch to be so fast—fast enough to directly outpace his reaction speed. With so little distance between them, Mo Lin's surprise attack achieved the result he had anticipated.
The spinning dragon fist struck Yazi squarely in the lower abdomen. The inner force of Tai Chi Fist exploded directly within Yazi's body, while Yazi himself was sent flying backward by the immense force Mo Lin had exerted on his exterior. It was as though the situation had been reversed in a single instant.
But Mo Lin knew very well that nothing had changed on the surface. His left arm hung limply like a puppet's. That punch had subjected it not only