Crushed by a Limit Douluo
Leng Yaozhu nodded slightly, a hint of approval flashing in her eyes.
She gently waved her left hand behind her, causing her wide sleeves to billow, like a soft barrier being unfurled. The violent Lightning Ball struck her sleeves, barely creating a ripple, before being deflected by an invisible force and slamming into a distant wall, blasting a shallow crater.
At the same time, without turning her head, she slightly tilted her shoulder, just avoiding the direct impact of the Thunder Dragon Iron Hammer. Her right hand rose smoothly, and her palm lightly pressed against Bai Yushan's leg.
What appears to be a casual palm strike contains an irresistible force.
Bai Yushan felt a numbness in his leg, and an overwhelming force surged through him, causing him to lose his balance instantly and fly sideways. He twisted his waist forcefully in mid-air, tapping his toes against the wall to barely regain his footing, and then slid two more steps before stopping.
"Again!"
Bai Yushan let out a low roar, not only undeterred but also becoming even more excited.
He unleashed the full power of his Wave-Skimming Mist-Treading Steps, his figure elusive, moving swiftly around Leng Yaozhu like Gui Mei. Tiger form, ape form, crane form—the moves of the Five Beast Way switched freely in his hands, each move carrying the power of violent lightning.
The Mountain-Howling Rock-Crushing Claw clawed at the throat, the Hidden Ravine Heart-Piercing Palm struck the heart, Sinking Beak Meridian-Piercing Thrust at the brow...
One move after another, one style after another, the fierce attacks rained down like a storm, filling the air with the piercing sound of air being torn apart and the crackling of lightning.
If it were Four-Ring Soul Ancestor, they would be defeated in less than three breaths under such a dense attack.
But Leng Yaozhu stood still, not moving an inch, and neutralized all the attacks by shifting her upper body and blocking with her hands.
Her movements were slow, even leisurely, yet every time she raised a hand or turned her body, it was perfectly precise.
Bai Yushan's supposedly tricky attacks were always easily deflected or avoided by her. The Heavenly Phoenix True Fire at her fingertips flickered slightly, and any lightning that came near would be burned and melted.
Bai Yushan grew increasingly alarmed, yet also increasingly excited, as the battle raged on.
He could clearly sense that the other party was like a bottomless, icy pool, and no matter how hard he tried to stir it, he could only create a few ripples.
This feeling of being absolutely crushed by strength did not discourage him; instead, it made his blood boil.
Only opponents like these can help him improve!
Only someone as strong as him is worthy of teaching me!
"Drink!"
Bai Yushan shouted and suddenly pulled back, creating a distance of more than ten meters.
He rapidly formed hand seals, his fingers flying across the paper, the arcs of electricity at his fingertips growing brighter and brighter. The air above his head began to distort and converge, faintly forming a thick thundercloud.
Thunder Pressure Raging Waves!
"A deafening roar, summoning lightning, crashed down from the sky, turning everything to ashes!"
As the incantation was cast, the thunderclouds instantly churned. More than ten bolts of deep purple lightning, each as thick as a water bucket, struck Leng Yaozhu with devastating force!
Rumble--!!
The thunder was deafening, and the entire training room trembled slightly. The violent lightning completely engulfed Leng Yaozhu's figure, and the blinding purple light made it impossible to open one's eyes.
Bai Yushan, panting heavily, stared intently at the center of the lightning.
He knew this wouldn't hurt Leng Yaozhu, but what he wanted wasn't to injure the enemy, but to keep them occupied!
At the moment when the lightning was at its most intense, he took a deep breath, his lungs bulged, and the accumulated lightning power in his chest erupted instantly.
The Thunder Dragon's Roar!
A massive beam of lightning erupted from his mouth, carrying a dragon-shaped phantom, and roared as it charged into the sea of lightning, heading straight for Leng Yaozhu's true form!
Lightning strikes combined with breath attack—a double bombardment, their power amplified!
But the next second, a pale golden wall of fire rose out of Leng Yaozhu.
Lightning bolts rained down on the wall of fire, like snowflakes falling into boiling water, instantly melting away without leaving even a ripple. The Thunder Dragon Roar that followed crashed into it, only causing the wall of fire to sway slightly before being swallowed and refined by the golden flames, vanishing without a trace.
Behind the wall of fire, Leng Yaozhu was unharmed, not even a wrinkle on her clothes.
"Is that all you've got?" she said calmly, her voice carrying clearly through the lightning to Bai Yushan's ears.
Bai Yushan grinned, revealing a set of white teeth, his eyes gleaming with even more madness.
"Of course not!"
Before he could finish speaking, lightning surged around him, and his figure suddenly became blurry.
Thunder Shadow Thousandfold Afterimages!
Seven or eight identical afterimages of Bai Yushan rushed out simultaneously from different directions, each carrying real lightning fluctuations, making it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake. Some threw punches, some struck with palms, and some kicked, attacking from all directions and instantly blocking all escape routes.
Leng Yaozhu chuckled softly and finally moved her feet.
She moved with a slight sway, like a willow catkin in the wind, weaving through the afterimages. Her steps seemed slow, yet she always managed to precisely evade every attack. Pale golden flames formed a thin veil around her, and any afterimage that got close would be burned and dissipated by the veil.
Within a few breaths, all seven or eight afterimages vanished.
Bai Yushan's true form, under the cover of his afterimage, had already silently circled around to the front of Leng Yaozhu. His fists were clenched, and thick, condensed lightning was wrapped around them, faintly forming the shape of a dragon's jaw.
Thunder Dragon's Jaws!
"Break!"
Bai Yushan roared, clasped his fists together, and with a sharp whistling sound that tore through the air, slammed them hard towards Leng Yaozhu!
This time, Leng Yaozhu did not back down.
She raised her right hand, palm up, and the pale golden Heavenly Phoenix True Fire quickly condensed, transforming into a small yet lifelike phoenix claw. With a gentle clench, the phoenix claw precisely caught Bai Yushan's fists as they came crashing down.
Boom--!
At the center of the collision between the two forces, a visible shockwave erupted. The shockwave swept outwards, scraping off a layer of the alloy plates on the ground and causing the cracks in the surrounding walls to widen.
Bai Yushan felt as if his fists had struck a ten-thousand-year-old ice mountain—hard, cold, and with a soul-scorching heat. His attack, delivered with all his might, had been caught by his opponent with a single hand?!
He gritted his teeth and exerted all his strength, veins bulging on his forehead. He pushed the 250,000 volt current to its limit, the arcs crackling, but his fists remained motionless, firmly locked in place by that small phoenix claw, unable to move forward even an inch.
"The force is alright, but it's too scattered."
Leng Yaozhu gave a brief comment, then lightly flipped her wrist.
An irresistible rotating force came, and Bai Yushan instantly lost his center of gravity, being lifted into the air.
With Leng Yaozhu's wrist, he was sent flying again, crashing heavily to the ground and sliding more than ten meters away, leaving a deep scratch on the ground.
This time, Bai Yushan climbed much slower.
He braced himself against the ground, panting heavily. Sweat mixed with dust streamed down his face, and his muscles trembled uncontrollably. His Soul Power and electrical current were both greatly depleted; the series of fierce attacks had almost drained most of his strength.
But his eyes were frighteningly bright.