"However, this terrain is perfect for us to practice our skills."
Looking at the terrain, now concealed by mountains and trees, it resembles a naturally formed arena.
"Indeed, this place is spacious enough; we should have plenty of room to maneuver."
This open space is about the size of a football field; it's more than enough for him to practice.
Come on, please.
Wu Ting surveyed the entire arena, then moved swiftly, appearing on one side of the field.
"Good."
Li Xingkong's figure also appeared on the other side. Of course, using the strength of the Foundation Establishment Stage to fight against Wu Ting would undoubtedly be like an adult beating a child, a pure one-sided crushing. Therefore, Li Xingkong kept his strength within a range similar to that of Wu Ting.
Furthermore, the spells available Qi Refining Stage are definitely unusable, since the Wu Ting doesn't know any spells, and using them would be somewhat unfair.
The fight with Wu Ting at this moment was more like a battle between two martial artists, a contest of combat skills and physical strength.
The two stood facing each other, but instead of starting immediately, they each began to prepare.
After all, this is practice rather than a real match, so it's natural to start when you're in top form.
A gust of wind blew by, bringing down a few leaves that drifted along, and by sheer coincidence, landed right between the two of them.
As the leaf fell to the ground, the two of them moved simultaneously.
Although Li Xingkong suppressed his strength to a level similar to Wu Ting's, while he could suppress his strength, he couldn't control his powerful physical abilities with the same precision. His dynamic vision was still far superior to Wu Ting's, which even made his reaction speed faster than Wu Ting's.
However, this speed is also limited, since the upper limit of an ordinary person's movement speed is also limited by their strength.
Although Li Xingkong had cultivated for a long time and had fought to the death with people in the Prisoner Continent, he had always relied on magic and strong physical qualities to attack. He had never systematically learned any fighting or martial arts. Therefore, his punch went straight towards Wu Ting.
Wu Ting, on the other hand, was different. Although he had never actually fought anyone to the death, ever since his Hibernating Dragon Technique underwent a transformation, he had been constantly battling with his inner self every day. As for martial arts skills, he had already honed them to the point of being able to use them effortlessly.
He couldn't help but frown when faced with Li Xingkong's punch.
It's not that it's difficult to handle, but rather that it's full of flaws at a glance.
He found it hard to believe that Li Xingkong had thrown that punch. After all, in his mind, Li Xingkong was very strong, and logically, he should also be very strong in combat.
But reality was a little different from what he expected.
But now that the fight has already started, there's no time to worry about that; we should just focus on the action.
Li Xingkong's punch came straight for his chest, a straight punch with no room for error. For someone who had fought against many different kinds of illusory fist techniques many times, this meant he had many ways to deal with it.
Wu Ting swung his hands, assuming the starting hand gesture of Tai Chi.
In the blink of an eye, the distance between the two quickly closed, and Li Xingkong's punch went straight for Wu Ting's chest.
Wu Ting's movements seemed slow, but they came just in time. With a quick movement of his hands, one in front and one behind, he caught Li Xingkong's arm as he threw a punch, and with a flick of his wrists, he was about to neutralize Li Xingkong's straight force.
If this were anyone else, Wu Ting's move would indeed be very clever. An ordinary person would not only lose their strength after being hit like that, but would also lose their balance.
However, given Li Xingkong's physical condition, this move, while effective, was not as effective as expected.
The punch didn't land on Wu Ting. Instead, as Wu Ting was deflecting the force, he was pushed back a few steps by the impact. Then, with a light tap of his foot, he floated in the air like a leaf, swaying before finally landing.
When he looked at Li Xingkong again, his eyes had changed. Although Li Xingkong's surroundings still seemed to be full of flaws, he now understood that Li Xingkong's greatest advantage lay in his physical attributes.
One force can overcome ten techniques; in the face of this level of physical strength, many skills are actually no longer important.
After exchanging only one move, he realized that relying solely on fists and feet to fight Li Xingkong was actually not very meaningful.
In terms of skill, Li Xingkong was not much better than him, and might not even be as good at it, but in terms of physical fitness, Li Xingkong was much better.
If he continued fighting like this, he would only be worn down until he ran out of energy and was defeated, which was not what he wanted to see.
"I'm about to use my ultimate move."
After Wu Ting deflected Li Xingkong's attack, he did not immediately retaliate, and Li Xingkong did not press his advantage either. He realized that he could definitely win if he wanted to fight, but he would not learn anything in terms of technique. He could only win by relying on his physical strength, which was a bit too unfair.
Soon after, Wu Ting gave Li Xingkong a verbal prompt, he slowly adopted a peculiar stance, with his feet one in front of the other, his front foot slightly forward and his back slightly bent, his hands in a clasping position, one hand facing forward to the enemy, and the other hand placed horizontally at his waist.
"Drink it!"
With a roar, Wu Ting's clothes swelled up as if some kind of blower had blown them open inside his body.
Li Xingkong looked closely and realized that this was not wind at all. What was surrounding Wu Ting's body was the Magic Power released from his body. At this moment, this Magic Power completely enveloped his entire body, like an explosion of energy, enveloping his whole body.
"This is my strongest move, Fierce Tiger Pushes the Mountain."
Although it looked like he had expended a lot of energy, Wu Ting still had the strength to speak, which meant that he had indeed completely mastered this move.
Be careful.
As soon as the sound fell, Wu Ting's figure shot up and flew towards Li Xingkong. The Magic Power scattered around him condensed into the shape of a fierce tiger, which pounced towards Li Xingkong.
"Okay, I'll give it a try."
Li Xingkong did not dodge; he also wanted to test just how powerful Wu Ting's move was.
However, directly taking the hit was obviously not a good idea. Even if he was unharmed, his clothes would be ruined. Li Xingkong waved his hand, and his Magic Power formed a protective barrier, enveloping his entire body.
The powerful blow struck Li Xingkong directly, producing a deafening roar.
A massive explosion erupted at the point of contact between the two individuals, accompanied by flashes of light and billowing smoke, obscuring everything from view.
The shockwave from the explosion swept outwards from the two of them, bending nearby trees and stripping them bare of all their leaves.
Along the edge of the hillside that had been cleared by bulldozers, a mark now appeared that ran across the entire hillside, as if it had been cleaved horizontally.
The noise was so loud it sounded like a grenade had exploded, or even like someone had fired artillery.
After a long while, the smoke dissipated, revealing a large crater where the two had fought.
On one side of the pit, the two had already stopped fighting; one was standing, and the other was sitting.
The one standing was naturally Li Xingkong. Although the power was strong, his cultivation level was still a factor.
Although Wu Ting, who was sitting down, had many torn clothes, he was not seriously injured. He was just a little exhausted from using up his Magic Power.
How was my move?
Looking at Li Xingkong's clean and tidy appearance, with not even a tear in his clothes, it would be a lie to say that Wu Ting wasn't disappointed at all.
"You are indeed very strong. If I don't use magic, I definitely can't beat you at the same cultivation level."
Li Xingkong was speaking the truth, after all, he had never specifically learned any martial arts since he began cultivating.
He only learned one offensive spell when he was fighting against others at the beginning of his Qi Refining, and hasn't learned any new offensive techniques since.
After all, reality is what it is; cultivation is not the same as imagined. The suppression brought about by the improvement of realm is all-encompassing, which cannot be compensated for by mere techniques.
In reality, it's extremely difficult to achieve a cross-border kill.
In battles between people of the same realm, skills are only somewhat useful; once you cross a major realm, these skills become virtually useless.
But Li Xingkong's advantage lies in the fact that his level of mastery is unparalleled; no one can match him in this aspect, and that is enough.