1016: Chapter 1002: eting an Old Acquaintance in a Foreign Place 1016: Chapter 1002: eting an Old Acquaintance in a Foreign Place If Lu Ping’an could, he would wish for more tranquil days like this one.
Especially when he found a new toy.
“Yo, what an exciting fight, one high-ranked third-tier, one…
fourth-tier?
Tsk, the one being pressed down is actually fourth-tier, but the third-tier seems a bit unstable and it seems that his ability is sowhat special, and also sowhat familiar.”
In the restaurant, a duel…
a death struggle was underway.
On one side was a young boxer wearing a ghost mask, on the other, a mid-aged, bearded warrior with fourth-tier dual silver armguards.
The forr, clad in leather, had punches as swift as the wind, following a fierce and resolute artillery approach.
Though only third-tier, he vaguely held the upper hand and took the initiative.
The latter, dressed in old-fashioned cloth, was more defensive, but each ti his fists and arms collided, they would trigger so strange device in his armguards that emitted strikes likened to the tearing of the atmosphere.
The strengths of both sides in this clash were fairly matched, and their ferocious fighting styles had drawn even more audience mbers.
Layn watched the excitent and applauded, but Lu Ping’an, who was now half an insider, also noticed sothing amiss.
“Tsk, such a disparity in equipnt, isn’t that bullying?”
Lu Ping’an could see that the mid-aged man’s silver armguards were clearly no ordinary objects, generating a miniature force field shield with every collision.
Martial monks/Fighters need to employ their bodies to attach supernatural forces, often eschewing external objects…
but it’s not that they don’t want to use externals, it’s just that suitable externals are too rare for them.
The full-coverage mitts that isolate the hands from the opponent are not useful, and those half-protection mitts that expose the fingers, while mainstream among Fighters, are actually diocre in effect.
If they truly abstained from external objects and did not pursue strength, the greatest reward this ti, which was clearly the “Martial God’s Grace” festival, would not have attracted so many Masters here.
In fact, it was precisely because Fighters find it difficult to encounter suitable “external forces” that they increasingly need to supplent this shortcoming…
“…It’s a sha for this young man, through no fault of his own in battle.”
Lu Ping’an could tell that in terms of sheer strength, this third-tier young man was actually a bit stronger than his opponent.
The solidity and might of his “punches” were at a crushing strength level.
If it had been a head-on confrontation, if his physique wasn’t at a tempering advantage, he himself might have been shaken to internal injury.
But now, due to the mysterious silver armguards’ accompanying force field shield, most of the young man’s strength was being diffused, his exertion far greater than his opponent’s.
“Indeed a pity, his ‘Punch Boxing’ and ‘Heavy-boxing’ have both been cultivated to a level above Silver; his foundations are quite solid…
It’s probably because this ‘Basic Stream’ poses such a high threat late in the ga that the old stager plans to take him out early on,”
Fighters’ occupational traits are sowhat special; their Professional Abilities often blend with professional skills to beco a variety of Professional Skills that fall under the Physical System.
The most common ones are the “Fast Fist (kick),” “Punch Boxing,” and “Heavy-boxing,” the three punches that are jokingly said to be usable from first-tier to ninth-order — legendary abilities.
But from another angle, this also highlights so deficiencies of the Fighters.
Lu Ping’an had learned all three punches, and with his own critical eye, he thought he learned them rather ordinarily; he seed not quite cut out for the Basic Stream.
These days, he had “observed” many internal fights among Fighters and also learned quite a few of their ways of using these basic abilities.
“Boom!”
Every ti, the young man with the ghost mask would build up a little power, then launch a punch.
That was “Punch Boxing,” or rather a transformation of Punch Boxing called “Cannon Boxing”…
A type of explosive boxing technique where the emphasis of “power exertion” lies in the muscles throwing the punch, creating a heavy blow similar to unsheathing a sword following a brief compression.
The floor dodged by the punch was directly smashed into a crater, yet it still couldn’t harm the mid-aged man hiding behind the force field shield.
“Punch Boxing is actually a Transformation System ability; look at the degree his muscles are twisting…
It’s very damaging to the body; best suited to the strong recovery abilities of Beastn physiques before learning.”
This ghost-faced young man was clearly a master in this area; his Punch Boxing could carry the “roar” of the atmosphere, reaching a level known as “Cannon Boxing.”
“Clang!”
The opponent, having absorbed enough “brute force,” launched a counterattack using Taboo items, but it, too, was blocked by those iron fists.
Their collision echoed like heavy objects striking tal.
This is “Heavy-boxing,” which, as the na suggests, involves increasing weight and solidification.
“Fusion Transformation, leaning towards the Binding system of Heavy-boxing, has also been practiced to this level.
The foundation is very solid; it’s purely Basic Stream, requiring massive amounts of ti and effort to polish.
This must be soone formally trained, taking a late-ga route.”
Every encounter and observed battle, Big Cat’s explanations helped Lu Ping’an greatly absorb practical combat experience.
Under her guidance, Lu Ping’an saw that although the young man held the advantage, and clearly had the upper hand in terms of sheer strength, he was constantly using Professional Skills while using external items for Protection.
He was sparing his Professional Skills and Abnormal Ability….continuing this way, as long as he couldn’t break through the opponent’s defense, it would be the young man who would surely perish.
Even if he did break through, the two would just enter the normal procedure of close combat, where the young man, with the greater exhaustion, would still end up losing.
A small Silver Taboo Item (which Lu Ping’an didn’t think highly of) was already enough to determine life and death in such a duel.
Regrettably, this young man seed to be practicing a foundation-oriented Basic Stream that emphasized the basics (like the three main styles of boxing), and he didn’t have any powerful “ultimate moves” or “fancy tricks”….
If Hua senior sister were here, fighting this kind of softshell turtle, sending knives flying everywhere and earth thorns bursting from the ground, she would have too much of an advantage over the Heavy-boxing Basic Stream.
Big Cat’s tone carried a hint of regret.
It wasn’t easy for soone who appeared to be formally trained in the Basic Stream to reach this level.
It’s regrettable to see such a young man, who had entered his rapid growth phase, fall at the hands of an old stager.
And this ti, even without her comntary, Lu Ping’an saw it too…
“He really is formally trained…”
Lu Ping’an, who had initially planned to go around, parted the crowd and walked straight through.
“Hey, old man, do a favor, let’s end it here, shall we?”
Lu Ping’an chose to intervene, trying to use the Face-saving Fruit…
“Who are you…”
It seed that the one with the substantial advantage had no intention of backing down, but Lu Ping’an just kept smiling, slowly approaching the opponent.
During this confrontation, Lu Ping’an’s Decree-level aura inevitably leaked out.
A Decree-level so young?
“Tie Xin” Fang Fugui glanced over, two young people similar in age to himself…
He sighed and managed a smile.
“A misunderstanding, this brother here looked a bit like an old enemy of mine.
Once we started fighting, I realized he wasn’t.”
After finishing the insincere pleasantries, the middle-aged man silently retreated.
“Ah yes, yes, yes.”
Lu Ping’an had no intention to pursue further, turning his head to speak to the still unsteadily breathing Ghostface young man.
“Student Wang, long ti no see.”
Wang Hai was a bit confused; he really didn’t expect to run into soone he knew here.
It sounded like soone who knew him well, but under that hood…
was it a disguise?
“Mr.
Knight’s Secret Realm, the stone pavilion, flower therapy….”
Okay, now Wang Hai rembered, but at this mont, he was even more shocked.
“You, you’re already at fourth-tier Decree-level?”
Wang Hai, who had left ho early to practice alone, couldn’t believe that the little junior brother from a year ago had reached the fourth-tier already!?
Although he occasionally contacted ho and knew that Lu seed to be progressing quickly, when he himself was still at third-tier, had Lu jumped from first-tier straight to fourth-tier?
That was just too unbelievable.
“Mm, I need to consolidate a bit lately, not in a hurry to reach the fifth-tier.”
But clearly, the two parties in the conversation were on completely different wavelengths.
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