The crowd cheered on; the match was about to begin.
Mo Xingyi smiled, "Lin Tian, you are half a step into condensing the mirror, and so am I. As the young master of the Shenxing Gate, I've braved through many storms and faced countless duels. Boasting below the condensed mirror, I reign supre!"
Lin Tian responded, "Whether you are the king below the condensed mirror, only a fight will tell. It's too soon to conclude now as the battle hasn't started yet. Make your move!"
He clenched his fists, quietly waiting for Mo Xingyi to make a move.
Unexpectedly, Mo Xingyi didn't even clench his fists; he just stood there, seemingly quite at ease.
He laughed, "I consider myself stronger than you. I'll strike first, fearing you won't withstand even a single blow. I'll let you make three moves, so when you lose, you'll be utterly convinced."
"Arrogant." Lin Tian sighed lightly, "Then I won't be polite, watch closely."
He swiftly made his move, utilizing the Ox Power Technique; his feet firmly planted on the ground like a Fierce Tiger descending the mountain. He unleashed a punch that carried the strength of seventy-two wild bulls.
"Trivial trick!"
Mo Xingyi looked down on Lin Tian's punch.
He allowed Lin Tian three moves and didn't strike back. With a step and a flash, he prepared to dodge Lin Tian's punch.
Lin Tian adjusted his attack in response, changing his straight punch to a left hook aiming for Mo Xingyi's temple.
Seeing the fist rushing towards his temple, he suddenly panicked, as if sensing the breath of death.
"Young master, block with your right fist and strike with your left leg," the elderly man with white hair anxiously shouted. He was a powerful individual and acted mainly as Mo Xingyi's bodyguard. If Mo Xingyi were injured or killed, the elderly man would certainly face relentless pursuit from Mo Xingyi's father. Therefore, whenever Mo Xingyi dueled, the elderly man was the most worried.
Guided by the elder's advice, Mo Xingyi covered his temple with one hand while kicking out his left foot.
Fearing death, he used most of his strength to block Lin Tian's attack on his temple, leaving his left leg's kick powerless.
Initially, Lin Tian didn't intend to defend against his left leg; if he were kicked, then he would take the hit since it wouldn't harm him.
But Mo Xingyi, either intentionally or by coincidence, changed the direction of his left foot's attack.
With a swish, cold sweat rolled down. Hurriedly, he freed up so strength to block Mo Xingyi's left foot.
Fortunately, Lin Tian managed to protect his lower region, but the power of his punch loosened, pushing Mo Xingyi back only three steps without causing him any substantial injury.
The surrounding crowd began to whisper among themselves, not expecting Lin Tian to be so formidable.
Mo Xingyi, feeling the sting of defeat, his face flushed with a burning sensation, wished he could find a crack to crawl into.
His cheek hurt, not from Lin Tian's punch, but from Lin Tian's intangible humiliation.
He had just boasted about being the first under the condensed mirror, offering Lin Tian three moves. Yet Lin Tian, with just one move, forced him into action and still defeated him. He felt humiliated; the whispers around him seed to mock him, laughing at his expense.
He was furious.
"Lin Tian, I will kill you," he exclaid.
No longer caring about his earlier promise of three moves, he shalessly initiated the attack on Lin Tian.
Lin Tian also raised his fists, eting Mo Xingyi head-on. The two fiercely clashed,
Exchanging punches and kicks in physical combat, each fighting desperately.
Mo Xingyi's physical strength was evidently inferior to Lin Tian's, and from the start, Lin Tian dominated the fight. Within fifteen moves, Lin Tian landed a punch on Mo Xingyi's chest, sending him flying five or six ters away.
This was still Lin Tian holding back, as he was currently at a disadvantage, his life in soone else's hands; he dared not offend Mo Xingyi too much.
Lin Tian said, "You lost, please keep your promise,"
After speaking, he prepared to leave with Fang Shaoxiong and Wang Ying.
"Stop him!" Mo Xingyi angrily ordered.
A group of people quickly blocked Lin Tian's path. Wang Ying's superpower had already worn off, and with Lin Tian being half a step into the condensed mirror level, if a fight ensued, he was no match for these people.
Supressing his anger, he asked, "Do you intend to go back on your word now?"
The white-haired warrior drew his sword, advancing to subdue Lin Tian.
"Wait," Mo Xingyi stopped the white-haired warrior.
He declared, "In my life, Mo Xingyi has never lost. A re physical duel is not my true power,"
After speaking, he extended a finger, its tip radiating a blue glow and emanating terrifying power.
Seeing his extended finger, everyone's eyes widened, filled with fear and awe.
This was his unique skill, and also the unique skill of Shenxing Gate, the Divine Star Finger.
The Divine Star Finger, evolved from superpower, is more a cultivation technique than a re superpower,
A superpower can only be activated by an individual, but a cultivation technique can be written down in books for those without superpower to practice.
However, not just anyone can cultivate it. Only those who et one condition can practice it; they must be Spiritual Warriors.
Simply put, superpower is used by the individual, whereas cultivation technique can be utilized by Spiritual Warriors who have not manifested superpower; the two are complentary.
Mo Xingyi was not a superpowered individual, but he was a Spiritual Warrior who could practice the Cultivation Technique, Divine Star Finger.
By practicing Divine Star Finger, one could cultivate a 'gas' quite similar to the Ability Source, which people usually called "vital energy."
When Divine Star Finger was deployed, it stunned everyone present.
"Wow, look, the young master is about to use the Divine Star Finger."
"Shenxing Gate rose to prominence relying on this powerful Cultivation Technique, Divine Star Finger. I've long heard of its imnse power but never witnessed it. Today, I finally have the chance."
"Hahaha, although I didn't get the Red Fla Stone, seeing the world-dominating prowess of Divine Star Finger is also worth it, hahaha…!"
Mo Xingyi, observing the admiring looks in people's eyes, felt great joy. He was very arrogant and flamboyant, always hoping others would look at him with admiration.
He roared, "Divine Star Finger is my ultimate skill, today, I will use my most powerful ultimate skill to kill you, letting you know the strength of the number one person under the Heavens."
"Kill!"
With a furious roar, Mo Xingyi's fingertips aid at Lin Tian, as a pale blue Finger Force, shot towards Lin Tian like lightning.
"Very strong!"
At first glance, Lin Tian felt that Mo Xingyi's Divine Star Finger was strong, but upon closer inspection, he found that Mo Xingyi's use of Divine Star Finger was rely superficial, with dispersed force, weak cohesion, and insufficient lethality.
This was not because the Cultivation Technique of Divine Star Finger was not powerful, but because Mo Xingyi's cultivation was not refined; he only focused on the posture and forgot to concentrate the lethal power of Divine Star Finger.
And whether it's Cultivation Techniques or superpowers, having just posture is useless; lethality is what's most important.
Mo Xingyi had sowhat missed the mark.
Lin Tian sneered, "With such a level, yet daring to claim the title of number one under the Heavens, that's quite an overstatent. As to why he has never been defeated, I guess it's because those who fought him took his status into consideration, intentionally losing to him, thus giving him great confidence."
Facing his Divine Star Finger, Lin Tian activated his superpower, Heaven's Punishnt, using just eighty percent of his strength, a Thunder Whip swept out.
The mont the Thunder Whip intersected with the Finger Force, the Divine Star Finger's force was sent flying back, and Lin Tian's Thunder Whip stopped just a ter from Mo Xingyi's forehead. Had Lin Tian not deliberately held back, he would already be dead.
"You've lost," Lin Tian spoke indifferently, then turned around, preparing to leave with Fang Shaoxiong and Wang Ying.
You've lost!
These three words echoed long in Mo Xingyi's ears. From his birth, he had been the untouchable young master, respected by everyone.
Over the years, he grew up amidst other's fear; he always looked down on others.
In sparring, he had never been defeated.
He was known as a child of Heaven in people's mouths; the word 'defeat' was sothing he could not bear.
Seeing Lin Tian getting farther away, his heart hardened, not caring about the promise made before the match. He believed that Lin Tian defeating him was an insult to him and to those who insulted him, he must kill.
"Stop."
Mo Xingyi spoke indifferently.
A line of people quickly drew their swords and blades, blocking Lin Tian's path.
Lin Tian's heart panicked as he despised Mo Xingyi to the extre, becoming even more furious.
He originally thought that with Mo Xingyi's prestigious status, his words were as irreversible as spilled water and that he would adhere to them.
In full view, even if he had no sha, he should still consider the face of Shenxing Gate.
But in reality, he was wrong, he didn't expect Mo Xingyi to be so shaless, extrely shaless.
As he turned his head, he quietly said to Fang Shaoxiong and Wang Ying, "If a fight starts later, you two run imdiately, the more who can get out, the better."
Then, he faced Mo Xingyi angrily, "Young Master, are you intending to go back on our agreent?"
He intentionally stressed the words 'Young Master' heavily, aiming to remind him to be mindful of his status and have so sense of sha.
Mo Xingyi shalessly said, "Agreent? What agreent? I don't rember having any agreent with you."
Then, he shouted to everyone, "Agreent, do you rember making any agreent with him?"
The people around were all fair-weather friends, who could sway with the wind. If it ca to being shaless, they were even more so than Mo Xingyi.
"What agreent?"
"Right, I don't rember any agreent either."
"Young Master, he holds the Red Fla Stone and just insulted you and Shenxing Gate. This man deserves to die."
"Yes, kill him, Young Master, kill him."
…, ….
Mo Xingyi sneered, "See, killing you is everyone's wish. 'Misfortune brought by oneself cannot be avoided' is precisely about people like you."
Lin Tian stared furiously at Mo Xingyi, his teeth itching with rage, he truly wished he had used Heaven's Punishnt to kill him earlier.
Seeing Mo Xingyi's smug look, he shouted, "What do you have to be proud of? In my eyes, you are just a re ant. If it weren't for Shenxing Gate backing you, you would already be dead."
Lin Tian's words deeply humiliated Mo Xingyi, he retorted angrily, "Indeed, I can't beat you, but I am the young master of Shenxing Gate, I have Shenxing Gate to support , you don't. Co, kill him."
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