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When he felt his kick might have fractured so of his opponent’s ribs, Yan Xiaobao felt a certain satisfaction. However, he had no ti to celebrate this minor victory, as four more bursts of Qi Lightning shot towards him at an incredible speed.
Cursing under his breath, Yan Xiaobao attempted to harness the Speed Flow technique for montum, but he couldn’t dodge all the lightning blasts and was forced to take one directly.
As one of his bolts struck Yan Xiaobao’s shoulder, Wang Julong’s face twisted into a sinister expression as he crashed to the ground. He understood just how devastating even a single blast of lightning could be; a mocking grin spread across his face, accompanied by the loud cheers and taunts from Wang Jingshen and other bullies in his group.
Unlike Wang Jingshen’s group, Rong Ming and Rong Xing were deeply concerned. Although Yan Xiaobao had amazed them before with his Velocity Flow, they never expected this kid to have even more hidden abilities. Yet, they kept their eyes fixed on Yan Xiaobao, a mix of astonishnt and unease flickering in their expressions.
As the Thunder Lightning struck Yan Xiaobao’s shoulder, a faint white glow that had been covering him throughout the fight suddenly condensed. It grew rapidly thicker, shimring with a radiant white brilliance, montarily resisting the lightning before fading back to its previous dim luster.
Though his Qi Guard had managed to protect Yan Xiaobao from severe injury, it still left him flying backward, and his shoulder went numb as a result. Feeling the strange numbness in his shoulder, Yan Xiaobao sighed in relief. He quickly realized, however, that his Qi Guard had consud an astonishing amount of Qi to block the attack, and with his current reserves, he could likely only withstand two more assaults of such magnitude.
Wang Julong was oblivious to this fact. All he saw was that his most powerful attack seed to have no effect on Yan Xiaobao, and his heart burned with fury. Rising quickly to his feet, he focused his attention on the vortex forming in his hands, launching four more Qi Lightning bolts at Yan Xiaobao.
Their distance was now much greater compared to the earlier clashes, allowing Yan Xiaobao to utilize Speed Flow to close the gap. Determined to give it his all, he poured more of his precious Qi into creating a duplicate to attack Wang Julong alongside him, triggering yet another earth-shattering collision.
Wang Julong retaliated with another set of Qi Lightning, striking the rapidly approaching duplicate. Once hit, the replica dissipated, giving him just enough ti to counteract the incoming devastating kick.
On the other hand, Yan Xiaobao took the opportunity to retreat, ensuring he wouldn’t be struck by another Qi Lightning. He knew that if hit again, his Qi would quickly be depleted. After exchanging blows, both combatants stood on opposite sides of the arena, maintaining a cautious distance. Wang Julong’s storm-like attacks had diminished by half, and the number of Qi Lightning bolts he could summon had considerably reduced. Yan Xiaobao could feel that he had already expended more than half of his own Qi reserves. In fact, his Qi Flag Guard had consud nearly one-third of his total Qi just to defend against a single Qi Lightning strike, showcasing how terrifying the attack had been. This also clearly indicated the imnse power inherited from a prominent family line.
After their exchange, Wang Julong’s hatred towards Yan Xiaobao only intensified. He desperately wanted to eliminate the naless boy standing before him. Yet, his Qi Lightning techniques seed to have no lasting impact on Yan Xiaobao. Instead, the repeated attacks rapidly drained his Qi Pool.
Conversely, Yan Xiaobao remained on the defensive. His Qi Pool was smaller than Wang Julong’s, and the earlier clashes had proven just how dangerous it would be to relax even slightly. Now, both cultivators stood motionless, glaring at each other. When the sudden sound of applause echoed through the arena, neither of them had any intention of giving up.
"Well done!" Deng Wu said with a bright smile, his eyes sparkling with admiration. "You both perford excellently during this exchange of moves. Despite sustaining minor injuries, you managed to block and avoid serious harm—a rare accomplishnt!" Deng Wu praised them sincerely, seeming genuinely impressed by their efforts. While the remark made Wang Julong grit his teeth in frustration, his eyes raging with fiery anger, he couldn’t retort, for intentional harm to other students would violate the rules.
Unconsciously, Yan Xiaobao shared so of Wang Julong’s disappointnt. He felt deeply unsatisfied with himself. Knowing that Wang Julong’s ranking was higher, even if by just three stars, Yan Xiaobao had to employ significantly more martial arts techniques to compete. Despite his ability to stand against a formidable opponent, he remained frustrated by his inability to secure a victory.
"Thank you for the guidance, Wang Julong. It truly taught a great deal," Yan Xiaobao said with a gentle smile, his eyes showing a trace of gratitude. Yet inwardly, he vowed to tirelessly strengthen his rank and refine his Qi Guard, determined to one day have Lan Feng teach him offensive martial arts techniques.
"Let’s see how the next fight goes," Yan Xiaobao thought, his sky-blue eyes glinting with cool resolve, causing Deng Wu’s smile to widen slightly.
Everyone present clearly understood that while the match had been officially recorded as a draw, Yan Xiaobao ultimately had the upper hand. Not only had he evaded and resisted Wang Julong’s strongest attacks, but he had also managed to fracture two of his opponent’s ribs, escaping with only a numbed shoulder.
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