Hand-to-Hand Combat

In the stands, many spectators watched slack-jawed, holding their breath. This fist-on-flesh battle, with no tricks to it, struck the senses more directly than any dazzling clash of Soul Skills. It made their blood surge!

"Too... too savage!"

"Is this what happens when a Body Martial Soul collides with a strength-type Beast Martial Soul? They're like two Ferocious Beasts in human form!"

"Li Aotian can actually fight Shui Wuzhou, who's a whole level above him, to this point? Is his body made of iron?"

Within the melee, Shui Wuzhou grew more alarmed with every exchange. The overwhelming strength he prided himself on could not crush his opponent quickly. Li Aotian's body was tough beyond imagination, and his exquisite fighting technique let him deflect or endure Shui Wuzhou's Heavy Strikes at minimal cost. Shui Wuzhou still held the upper hand, and every blow shook Li Aotian's blood and qi, but his opponent's tenacity was terrifying. Like a maggot clinging to bone, Li Aotian stayed on him and kept striking back. Even those seemingly insignificant punches and kicks brought dull waves of pain through Shui Wuzhou's shell-covered body.

This can't go on! If I keep attacking without bringing him down, I'll only build his momentum! A vicious glint flashed in Shui Wuzhou's eyes. After another clash of fists drove Li Aotian back several steps, he leaped away and opened the distance.

"Warm-up's over!" Shui Wuzhou panted, his chest heaving, but his fighting spirit burned hotter. "Now you'll see my real strength!"

The third and fourth Soul Rings beneath his feet lit up purple in succession!

"Third Soul Skill: Frenzied Crab Dance!"

"Fourth Soul Skill: Heavy Water Domain!"

Shui Wuzhou's arms swelled again, the shell patterns beneath his skin rising into sharper relief. As he swung his arms, blurred afterimages trailed them, as