"Again!"
Ji Yuan climbed out of the Thunder Plasma and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
He could tell Shen Xisheng had suppressed her cultivation to match his Golden Body Mystic Bone Peak.
Same realm, same kind of body cultivator. There was no reason he couldn't beat her.
That thought kept him going as he settled back into a fighting stance.
This time, he lowered his center of gravity further. His feet spread front and back in the Thunder Plasma, and his whole body became a bow drawn to its limit.
Thunder Plasma churned around his feet. Stray arcs of electricity climbed his ankles, but he had no attention to spare for the sting.
He moved.
Thunder Plasma exploded beneath his feet. He skimmed low over the surface, fist leading straight toward the center of Shen Xisheng's chest.
Shen Xisheng shifted half an inch to the left—not a fraction more than she needed to let his fist graze past her robe.
Ji Yuan's punch missed, but his momentum did not break.
The close-quarters combat experience he had honed in the Martial God Tower came into play. As his lead punch missed, the other was already following: his left fist hooked up from his waist at a vicious angle toward Shen Xisheng's jaw.
Shen Xisheng raised her arm and gave his fist a light tap with the outside of her forearm, knocking it off course.
Ji Yuan felt his fist veer aside, and his center of gravity shifted half an inch with it.
Then Shen Xisheng's knee drove into his abdomen.
Ji Yuan folded at the waist and was lifted clean off his feet.
Before he could land, Shen Xisheng brought her elbow down on his back.
He slammed into the Thunder Plasma.
It surged in from every