Lin Yinxuan's hand was like a soft, boneless tentacle, stabbing towards Wu Ting from a distance with a drill. Faced with such an attack, Wu Ting naturally dared not be careless. His defense was indeed very high, but that did not mean he would only defend against every attack. In this kind of point-to-point attack, it was naturally better to dodge.
Lin Yinxuan's punch came quickly, but Wu Ting's movements were even faster. He only slightly turned his body, and the punch, carrying the magic drill, grazed past Wu Ting's body. Then, Wu Ting's left hand suddenly shot out, like an iron claw, and grabbed Lin Yinxuan's arm.
The attack was ineffective; instead, his hand was grabbed. Lin Yinxuan was not in a hurry. He had expected Wu Ting's reaction. Although his arm could expand and contract to some extent, his cultivation level was still limited, and he could not make it as flexible as a tentacle. He then threw a punch with his other hand, hitting Wu Ting's arm.
Although his arms had become thinner and longer, seemingly unable to exert any force, his strength was now all provided by Magic Power. Even though his arms were thinner and longer, his fists were still very fast. When this punch came, Wu Ting could only release his grip and deflect the punch coming towards him.
Wu Ting initially approached Lin Yinxuan using the same strategy he would use against an ordinary person. After securing Lin Yinxuan's arm, he instinctively began using joint locks to try and dislocate it. Unfortunately, the joint locks were ineffective against Lin Yinxuan Lin Yinxuan. Although the move was executed, Lin Yinxuan seemed completely unaffected. Wu Ting had no choice but to release the arm he was holding; the joint locks were useless, and holding it wouldn't do any good.
The two exchanged several blows, with Lin Yinxuan mostly on the offensive. His long reach gave him a significant advantage, and Wu Ting seemed only able to defend against his fierce attacks, finding it difficult to even land a counterattack.
Seeing that he had gained the upper hand, Lin Yinxuan's attacks naturally became even more ferocious, and his punches became much faster.
However, Wu Ting found it even easier to defend against such a barrage of punches. After all, many of the martial arts masters he fought in his dreams every day could do the same. The only thing he had to be careful about was dodging the fists with magical drills.
Faced with this offensive, Wu Ting only needed a moment to adapt before his defense became virtually impenetrable, leading to a stalemate between the two.
Of course, it wasn't Wu Ting's style to always defend. After getting used to Lin Yinxuan's attack methods, he secretly prepared to counterattack. He had a few counterattack moves, but Lin Yinxuan's body was too far away from him, and his punches and kicks were indeed not within a certain range.
But Wu Ting was also a cultivator, and he was not only skilled in fist and foot techniques. After dodging the incoming drill again, Wu Ting stomped his foot hard on the ground, causing the entire surface of the arena to sink a little.
Using the force of that step, Wu Ting twisted his body, and behind him, the erupting Magic Power condensed into the shape of a tiger turning its head. Then, Wu Ting shouted and charged towards Lin Yinxuan's body with an elbow strike.
The tiger formed from his Magic Power beside him also transformed into a pouncing predator as he moved, lunging towards Lin Yinxuan.
Wu Ting's move was so fast that Lin Yinxuan didn't even have time to react before Wu Ting crashed into his arms.
This powerful elbow strike landed directly on Lin Yinxuan's chest, sending Lin Yinxuan flying through the air from his initial advantage.
Fortunately, Lin Yinxuan reacted quickly. After being knocked away, he immediately thrust his hands into the ground, plunging his fingers into the earth to catch himself and prevent him from falling off the stage.
If this elbow strike had landed on someone else, it would have caused extremely high damage. However, Lin Yinxuan's nature is inherently more flexible. Although he took the full force of the punch, most of the impact was neutralized by his body when it landed on him.
Even so, Lin Yinxuan was still in great pain. After all, being injured was one thing, but being in pain was another.
At this moment, the roles reversed, and the scene shifted to Wu Ting attacking while Lin Yinxuan took the defensive.
Although Lin Yinxuan couldn't dodge Wu Ting's punches and was hit by eight out of ten, his body structure was unique, so he was not seriously injured despite taking so many punches.
This kind of hand-to-hand combat between ordinary people was indeed insufficient for these two cultivators. Neither of their attacks could break through the other's defenses. For the two of them, the final point of determining a winner would be their respective magical techniques.
"Disease!"
Seeing that the stalemate was not over, Lin Yinxuan directly channeled his Magic Power, causing the drill in his hand to leave his body and rush towards Wu Ting at an even faster speed. Wu Ting took a few steps back, then made a gesture of holding his hands together. The phantom tiger behind him reached out its claws to protect Wu Ting. The flying drill was coming with great momentum, but it was blocked by the illusory tiger shadow and stopped a few inches away from him. Then Wu Ting clasped his hands together and smashed the drill into pieces.
If this minor spell can't defeat Wu Ting, then we'll have to resort to something bigger. At this point, it's better to quickly discard this minor shaping spell to avoid wasting Magic Power.
After tossing the drill into his hand, Lin Yinxuan's body returned to the appearance of an ordinary person. Then, he exerted himself with great effort, and the Magic Power on his body expanded outwards, impossible to conceal.
Unlike Wu Ting, his Magic Power only circulated within the Mana Circuit, so he naturally couldn't learn Wu Ting's method of possessing the body with magic Magic Power and forming a phantom. But Lin Yinxuan didn't need such a method. He seemed to grow like a balloon, his whole body growing larger under the rapid stimulation of Magic Power.
Just like a pirated version of the Dharma Heaven and Earth ), Lin Yinxuan quickly doubled in size, standing in front of Wu Ting like a small giant.
He learned this method of applying Magic Power from the Internal Martial Arts master in the previous competition. However, he surpassed his master. As a cultivator, he was more proficient in applying Magic Power than in applying qi. Therefore, he used this method of circulating qi to circulate his Magic Power, which made him much stronger.
He has now grown into a small giant, and although he is a little slower in his movements, the force of his punches and kicks is obviously much greater.
With a light kick, Wu Ting dodged the blow, but the kick landed on the ground, leaving a footprint more than ten centimeters deep on the arena.
The force of these punches and kicks was so great that Wu Ting absolutely could not take them head-on. To counter them, he would have to activate his strongest defensive technique Tai Chi Diagram. However, Lin Yinxuan's attacks were not limited to just one move; his punches and kicks continued to rain down. Wu Ting did not know Lin Yinxuan's true strength or how long he could maintain this state. Naturally, he did not intend to activate the Tai Chi Diagram for defense. Once it came to that, the two would enter a state of attrition warfare.
Fighting a war of attrition is extremely exhausting, and he doesn't want to go through that again.
Now that Lin Yinxuan's move has become more sophisticated, he might as well try out his own newly devised trick.
With a firm resolve, Wu Ting clenched his fists and leaped into the air. He then unleashed a tremendous burst of Magic Power Magic Power, which was so powerful that it created a strong wind that made it difficult for the spectators in the stands to open their eyes.
"Condense!"
Just as the Magic Power erupted and left his body, Wu Ting's muscles twitched slightly. With the slight twitching of his body, the surrounding Magic Power also began to solidify. In just a few breaths, the ball of Magic Power he had unleashed condensed into the shape of a dragon under his control.
Wu Ting himself was enveloped by the long dragon formed from Magic Power. Although he had not yet learned to fly, he could still hover in the air for a period of time. After the dragon took shape, it seemed to come alive and began to circle around Wu Ting's body, just like a real dragon.
"Bring it on!"
Seeing Wu Ting's magnificent move, Lin Yinxuan's fighting spirit soared. Perhaps it was the increase in his size that gave him unparalleled confidence. Now, his mind was filled with nothing but the word "battle."
"Alright, let's settle this with one decisive blow."
Wu Ting was also infected by Lin Yinxuan's fighting spirit. He spread his arms and charged directly towards Lin Yinxuan, diving down like a diver. The dragon shape that had been circling in place also followed him downwards.
Facing the attack from above, Lin Yinxuan, now in giant form, neither dodged nor evaded, for there was no room to dodge anyway, given the limited size of the arena. He simply raised his fists, pushed off with his feet, and leaped into the air, charging forward.
The two collided directly in mid-air, creating a deafening noise.
"Not good!"
Li Xingkong, who was watching the battle, immediately sensed something was wrong. He immediately took action, using his Magic Power to create a huge cylindrical barrier that separated the audience from the battlefield.
As expected, the moment Li Xingkong made his move, the massive shockwave from their punches blasted out from their positions and slammed into Li Xingkong's Magic Power barrier, causing ripples.
The other staff members inside the venue were unlucky. Although they were also cultivators, such a commotion naturally caused them to be injured. The huge shockwave knocked many of them over.
The shockwave struck the barrier and bounced off. With nowhere else to go, it shot upwards, creating a hole in the ceiling of the arena.
The two at the very center of the impact were naturally not spared either. The shockwave alone was so powerful, and being the closest to the target, their injuries were naturally more severe. Before the shockwave had even dissipated, the two of them were thrown from the sky like dumplings in a pot, crashing onto the arena with thuds.
If there were still a ring now.
After a long while, the shockwave dissipated, and Li Xingkong's Magic Power shield was also removed. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the two people lying motionless on the arena.
It's hard to say who will win and who will lose.
Just as everyone was waiting to see what the final outcome would be, finally, someone moved on the field—it was Wu Ting.
He was still the more skilled one. Although he looked quite injured, he still retained his consciousness and used his remaining Magic Power to help himself sit up. Wu Ting raised his hand to signal him.
Lin Yinxuan has truly lost consciousness; the outcome of this match is already decided!