Bab 38: One kick to Win
"His fight with you wasn't at full strength," Mo Qingkuang's words annoyed Tang Yu, who retorted, "Even if he didn't go all out, the difference isn't that significant. How could he be a match for Liu Wuying?"
"Whether the difference is significant or not, just keep watching," Mo Qingkuang shrugged indifferently. Muttering to himself, he said, "Liu Wuying, I hope you can force out some of his true abilities."
The referee on the stage was getting impatient and urged, "Are you two going to fight or not? Everywhere else has finished!"
"Sorry for that, please announce the start, Master Wu," Liu Wuying respectfully bowed to the referee.
"Let's begin," Lin Yang nodded expressionlessly.
"The match starts!" The referee scolded both of them, waving his hand impatiently.
As soon as the words fell, Liu Wuying initiated the attack, charging straight at Lin Yang. With a dagger in each hand, his movements seemed straightforward but were interspersed with real and fake elements.
Lin Yang squinted his eyes, "So fast!"
No wonder he was so arrogant; turns out, he had some skill.
Liu Wuying also possessed a Wind attribute physique, making him fast, but that was precisely the type Lin Yang was prepared for.
In the past, to defeat Kuang Qing, and now knowing about Mo Qingkuang, Lin Yang had deliberately trained to deal with opponents at high speed.
The Saint Alchemist told him that when his 'Heavenly Fire Technique' reached completion and reached a higher level, he could forcefully use Saintly Fire to envelop his entire body. With this, anyone who touched him would burn. No matter how fast his opponent is, he will burn this entire world. How can he hide?
"It's the Yin-Yang Blade! Looks like Liu Wuying is truly angry, immediately using his ultimate move." Gu Hongyi exclaimed.
The Yin-Yang Blade was a secret technique passed down in the Liu family, almost approaching Earth-grade martial arts. This blade technique required the use of dual blades, with both real and fake movements, making it difficult to predict.
The offensive was very tricky and unpredictable, challenging for ordinary people to contend with.
Mo Qingkuang didn't say anything. Liu Wuying's movement was indeed not bad. However, to be able to defeat Lin Yang with just this strike was underestimating this genius.
Witnessing Lin Yang's footwork, he gracefully traced a mysterious arc, narrowly avoiding Liu Wuying's seemingly inevitable strike.
Liu Wuying was slightly surprised, but his hands were not slow. In the blink of an eye, he followed up with another strike, aiming directly for Lin Yang's neck.
This was a lethal move! The Yin-Yang Blade's continuous and unpredictable attacks made it difficult to anticipate.
At the moment Lin Yang was in the midst of evading, precisely when it seemed easiest to land a blow, the second strike came like a flash of lightning.
"Amazing! Liu Wuying is even stronger than the rumours told about him! This move is incredibly exquisite; there's no escaping it!" Some discerning spectators praised it.
Even the referee, with a slight nod, showed appreciation. Liu Wuying was indeed worthy of the title of a genius.
This Yang Lin seemed to be in great trouble. Although it was a pity to lose such a talent, being on the opposing side meant that he might not be fortunate.
Lin Yang remained calm, even casting a casual glance at Mo Qingkuang.
However, he unexpectedly made a strange movement. Lin Yang's entire body tilted backwards mysteriously, narrowly avoiding the sharp edge of the blade, which cut through a few strands of his hair.
Falling backwards, Lin Yang did not give up on a counterattack. Simultaneously lifting his foot, he heavily kicked Liu Wuying in the abdomen.
Liu Wuying, specializing in blade techniques, did not prioritize his lower body. Coupled with the unexpected nature of the incoming kick, he was caught off guard and received a solid blow to the abdomen.
Everyone present was dumbfounded. It was clear that Liu Wuying's attack was unavoidable, yet in the blink of an eye, Lin Yang emerged unscathed, while Liu Wuying was sent flying by a powerful kick, suffering a significant loss.
"How did he dodge that? I saw it; he was just a hair's breadth away from slashing Lin Yang's throat!" Tang Yu widened his eyes, looking at the scene in disbelief.
Liu Wuying, having suffered a heavy blow, was sent flying. He felt a terrifying burning pain spreading from his abdomen to his internal organs.
"The formidable Fire Qi!" Liu Wuying sensed the danger and hastily mobilized his True Qi to suppress and dispel the raging and tumultuous Fire Qi injected by Lin Yang.
However, to his surprise, the damage was even greater. The violent and unruly Fire Qi introduced by Lin Yang not only intensified but also showed signs of spreading further.
Lin Yang flipped back onto his feet, provocatively glancing at Mo Qingkuang and declared to Liu Wuying, "You've lost!"
"I haven't! How could I lose? Ah—," Liu Wuying retorted with an open mouth, only to spew out a mouthful of blood. Before that blood could land on the ground, it evaporated into the air.
The Heavenly Fire Art was truly terrifying!
"Liu Wuying has lost." A faint sigh emanated from Mo Fan as he continued, "The Central Province made the wrong choice this time."
"But he just took a hit. Lin Yang didn't even use his full strength!" Mo Qingkuang questioned in confusion.
Despite Liu Wuying being a Peak Second-Rank Martial Master, with a higher cultivation level, Lin Yang's hasty attack shouldn't have caused such significant damage.
However, the sight of Liu Wuying spitting out a large amount of blood indicated otherwise.
"The attributes of cultivation techniques also follow the principles of mutual generation and restraint. Water restrains fire, but wind can fuel the fire! Lin Yang's kick carried some Fire Qi into Liu Wuying's body. Instead of suppressing it with internal Qi, the pain intensified. When he tried using his internal Qi, it only fueled the flames, causing more harm!" Mo Fan explained.
"Back when Lin Yang defeated you against the odds, there was likely an element of attribute restraint at play. It seems he specifically cultivated higher-level footwork to deal with you. Be careful," Mo Fan warned.
Upon hearing this, Mo Qingkuang's expression darkened. Fire restrains wind? Does that mean he inherently restrains me? He believed that the benefits brought by the Divine-grade cultivation technique 'Wind and Fallen Leaves Technique' he practised were significant.
The referee, a Grandmaster-level expert, quickly assessed Liu Wuying's precarious situation. He rushed to Liu Wuying's side and injected his True Qi into Liu Wuying's body.
Upon entering Liu Wuying's body, the referee's expression changed to one of surprise. He promptly declared, "In this match, Yang Lin is the victor!"
"I haven't lost! I can still fight! Referee, don't announce it yet!" Liu Wuying widened his eyes, vehemently protesting.
If he lost, it would be a tremendous blow to his reputation. The Martial Arts Academy had invited him to resolve the trouble, acknowledging his strength. If he ended up not only failing to resolve Yang Lin but also being defeated so easily, he would lose all face at the academy.
"Shut up! Fortunately, I am the referee. If it were someone else, your life would be in jeopardy!" The referee snorted coldly.
He was right. As a water attribute cultivator, he could still somewhat restrain Lin Yang's intense Fire Qi, but even for him, suppressing Lin Yang's violent Qi proved challenging.
If it were anyone else, his internal organs might have turned to ashes in an instant.
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