"Xinghui, you can rest for a while,"
spoke the Li Clan Chief, and only then did Li Xinghui nod his head, sitting down to rest.
However, the Tianfeng event did not stop at this moment.
Everyone knew it was coming to an end; if they didn’t challenge now, it would soon be too late.
So there were still many battles during this time, just a pity they were limited to bouts beyond the sixth rank.
For the crowd, these could be considered appetizers before the main fight between Ling Xiao and Li Xinghui.
After all, a big meal requires a little prelude to set the stage.
Li Xinghui stood up, his eyes blazing as he stared at Ling Xiao and said, "I will not underestimate you, nor will I belittle you. You’d better use all your techniques lest you lose even more miserably than Ling Chen."
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Xinghui suddenly moved.
His figure flashed, transforming into a fierce tiger’s afterimage, and in an instant, he appeared within three steps in front of Ling Xiao.
It was Li Xinghui’s first time launching an attack proactively.
He probably thought that what Ling Xiao relied on were the "Nine Revolutions Golden Body Technique" and the "Heavy Shadow Sword Technique."
So he planned to break through Ling Xiao’s defenses, which would essentially mean victory.
Li Xinghui’s right hand formed into a claw, shook in the air, and suddenly his claw created afterimages. At the tips of his fingers burst forth Gang Qi spikes, each three inches long.
Then his left hand did the same, waving simultaneously, the spikes enshrouding Ling Xiao as if intending to slice him into pieces.
In the audience, someone swallowed their saliva with force.
Facing Ling Xiao, Li Xinghui had used a technique he had never used before.
"Such a terrifying claw technique, I wonder if Ling Xiao can block it."
Ling Xiaotian was also a bit nervous.
Although he had been somewhat unfair in some matters, overall, he hoped to cultivate Ling Xiao.
"Hmph, such underestimation, he deserves to die!"
Ling Yin snorted coldly, indifferent.
He harbored complete resentment and displeasure towards Ling Xiao.
"He’s doomed to lose!"
Ling Chen, who had gone back to the pavilion to heal, shouted excitedly when he saw this scene.
Having lost to Li Xinghui, he naturally hoped that Ling Xiao would lose even more miserably so he wouldn’t be too embarrassed.
But reality slapped him hard across the face.
Li Xinghui took the initiative to attack, using a stronger technique with terrifying power.
But this did not scare Ling Xiao; instead, it ignited the fighting spirit within him.
The opponent used Advanced Martial Arts.
Ling Xiao also used Advanced Martial Arts.
Both were Advanced Martial Arts of the Transcendental Realm.
One was the enhanced version of Fierce Tiger Claw.
The other was the advanced version of Meteor Fist.
In any case, both were stronger than the original Advanced Martial Arts, with more distinctive features and greater power.
He threw his fists, and in an instant, six punches were unleashed.
The spikes of Gang Qi collided with the punches, sparking dazzling fireworks.
This shower of fire and dust stirred up, completely obscuring the figures of the two fighters.
The onlookers could only see sparks flying from within the dust clouds without being able to see the true forms of either combatant.
Even so, everyone watched with great interest.
Li Xinghui gained fame very early on and had been ranked first among the Four Young Masters of Tianfeng City for three consecutive terms. Although he practiced sword techniques frequently, what he practiced the most was still the beast fist, which he was most proficient in.
Selected based on his Broken Martial Soul, the power of this martial art was imaginable.
When executed with full force, the naked eye could not even capture the traces of his claws.
It was akin to the claws and teeth of a monster in the night; one could only see the occasional flash of chilling white light, but not the monster itself.
two months ago, Ling Xiao was still an unknown.
Even within the Ling Family, he was a good-for-nothing that anyone could bully.
However, since awakening his Mountain and River Martial Soul, his strength had soared at an incredible pace, rising like a comet so much so that no one could ignore him.
In just a short time, he had climbed from the bottom of the Ling Family to the top echelon among the younger generation in Tianfeng City.
He was absolutely a monster!
Although he had not drawn his sword, Ling Xiao’s fists were still terrifying.
Meteor Fist was inherently exaggerated in effect, focusing on power.
Yet, in Ling Xiao’s hands, it gained new characteristics; not only did its power not diminish, but it also had more variations.
The swinging of his fists was like flowing clouds or a soaring Pegasus, making it impossible for his opponent to catch the trajectory or weakness.
Even though Li Xinghui was faster, Ling Xiao’s punches were more targeted, as if he completely saw through his opponent’s attacks.
One punch often equated to the opponent’s three attacks.
It was simply inconceivable.
The two fought from the center of the ring to its edge, from the ground to mid-air, and then back to the ring.
Back and forth, up and down, even though they were only using Fierce Tiger Claw and Meteor Fist, these Advanced Martial Arts in their hands displayed advantages that many beginner top-level martial arts couldn’t compare with.
The astonishingly exquisite martial skills left all the young Martial Artists present dumbfounded and incredulously shocked.
They didn’t even want to blink, fearing they would miss out on the thrilling battle.
It wasn’t just them, the Clan Leaders and Elders of the Four Great Clans also couldn’t help but tremble.
Given a bit more time, these two young men would soon outgrow Tianfeng City.
It was not only their terrifying strength.
More importantly, their potential and talent were too fearsome.
Before them, at least in Tianfeng City, no one had ever been able to use Advanced Martial Arts to such an extent.
Four young experts from small clans, hailing from Yunkong City, the provincial capital of Baiyun Province, involuntarily sucked in a cold breath.
"These two guys, in terms of talent and potential alone, are truly terrifying. Give them a few years, and it’s possible they might break into the top ten of Baiyun Province!"
"Yes, indeed, it’s somewhat inconceivable. Their use of martial skills is even more sophisticated than many of the older generation of experts; this is the most terrifying part."
"But in the end, when two tigers fight, one is bound to get hurt. Who do you think will win?"
"Li Xinghui, I guess. After all, he is a martial artist with a one-tenth Broken Martial Soul, stronger than that Ling Xiao."
"Maybe, but how can you be sure that Ling Xiao doesn’t have a Broken Martial Soul, too?"
The discussions of the crowd below the stage weren’t heard by the two on the stage.
Even if they heard, it wouldn’t affect them.
At this moment, the situation had clearly reached a deadlock, becoming increasingly intense.
"That’s nine moves now. Li Xinghui said he would end the fight in ten moves; I wonder what will happen?"
The people below the stage hadn’t forgotten Li Xinghui’s previous statement.
They believed that to keep his promise, Li Xinghui would definitely launch an even fiercer attack on the tenth move.
"Tiger King Strength!"
Li Xinghui truly changed his technique, using his top-level martial skill, and this move was the one that had previously defeated Ling Chen.
A fierce tiger roar, the enormous Gang Qi tiger shadow enveloping Li Xinghui’s body, then pounced towards Ling Xiao.
"This time, Ling Xiao is surely going to lose!"
Ling Chen once again made his decision.
He didn’t believe he would be mistaken.
No matter how many moves had passed before, he had the excuse that Li Xinghui hadn’t used his strongest Tiger King Strength, which gave Ling Xiao the opportunity to prevail.
But if after this move, Ling Xiao still remained undefeated, he wouldn’t even have an excuse.
"Just waiting for this move of yours!"
Ling Xiao laughed heartily, drew his longsword from behind, and thrust out with it.
Second Layer of the Heavy Shadow Sword Technique!
With one thrust, he became three avatars.
One was the real body; two were avatars.