The battle below raged relentlessly. Elder Xia Juetian launched punch after punch and kick after kick, his attacks appearing almost elementary in form. Each strike seemed telegraphed, but the sheer speed and power behind them made them nearly impossible to evade. As a result, the spirit beast was repeatedly sent flying like a cannonball. Yet, the creature was incredibly resilient. Despite being struck over and over, it shrugged off the elder's attacks and continued its assault with ferocious tenacity.
The spirit beast bounced off bone pillars, the ground, and even trees with ease, as if its snake-like feet were the world's strongest springs. Its fighting style was brutally simple—relentless and stubborn, like a bull ramming its horns against a wall, intent on creating a crack and eventually demolishing it entirely.
In just thirty seconds, they had exchanged thousands of attacks. Bone trees and pillars fell one by one, devastating the area as brown dust clouds began to fill the air. The sound of their fight was akin to repeated, loud thunderclaps, occasionally punctuated by the crash of falling pillars and trees.
Liu Xing's eyes followed them as fast as he could. When the grand elder held his position a bit longer than usual, Liu Xing knew this fight was transitioning to become more serious.
The spirit beast lunged at the grand elder, its laughter eerie, like a madman unleashed after a thousand years of imprisonment. It opened its mouth wide, as if trying to chomp on the grand elder's face. A golden aura shaped like a tiger's head encased the elder right fist, and with a smooth motion, he unleashed a powerful punch right into its stomach.
Instantly, an explosion boomed as if hundreds of giant boulders had fallen from the sky. A powerful shockwave spread out from the fist, causing the entire area around the two fighters to ripple as if the ground was just water. The spirit beast folded in half, then was launched horizontally like a jet taking off.
"A Tiger Fist," Liu Xing muttered.
It was almost similar to Xia Hongyi's attack, yet Liu Xing knew comparing the two was like comparing clear, refreshing water to mud. The elegance of its simple motion captivated him, and he knew that if he were to receive this attack, he would be blown to smithereens like a popping balloon.
Liu Xing's eyes tracked the spirit beast. As it flew horizontally a meter above the ground, it started spinning in the air. Then, it shot its two snake feet to the ground, the heads of the snakes biting into the earth, creating a trail and successfully slowing its momentum.
Several moments later, it stood nonchalantly with a smile still so wide, while there was a hole right in its stomach. It didn't even look like it felt hurt. The yellow eye nestled on the palm of the hand jutting from its clothes suddenly narrowed, and as if time were rewinding, the hole closed instantly.
"D-disgusting," it cackled, then opened its mouth so wide that its upper head looked like it would be ripped off. Two yellow snakes emerged from its mouth like parasites disturbed from their slumber. After that, the creature jumped toward the grand elder with renewed vigor.
The grand elder snorted, and then with both hands now encased in aura shaped like tiger heads, he punched the air repeatedly. Each punch created a ball of air encased with golden aura. In a fraction of a second, the grand elder shot several hundred punches, creating many golden auras that shot toward the spirit beast like hungry golden fishes.
The two snakes jutting from the spirit beast's mouth began to glow green and opened their mouths. Shining silver swords emerged from the two snake mouths, and when the golden attacks came, it slashed and stabbed at them, destroying them.
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Liu Xing turned his head toward the elder. The elder's black eyes now looked pissed as he unleashed thousands of similar attacks. As Liu Xing looked downward, it appeared as if he were a fisherman atop a boat, seeing thousands of golden fish pass swiftly below. He tried to feel the qi from each of the golden balls, and when he realized each attack contained more qi than he possessed, his eyes widened. Yet, when he turned his head toward the spirit beast, it was spinning its two snake hands, two snake feet, and two snakes jutting from its mouth so fast that it looked protected by a blurry dome.
The sound of collision made the world and every bone tree around their fight tremble. Even in the air, Liu Xing could feel the chaotic wind created from this collision repeatedly hit his face and make his black hair sway.
"Terrifying," Liu Xing muttered. He was confident he could destroy several of these golden balls, but with the intensity of the attack, he would soon be overwhelmed and die. And the most terrifying thing was, he knew that both combatants were still not unleashing their strongest attacks.
The elder relentlessly shot thousands of golden balls at the spirit beast, while the spirit beast destroyed every attack that came. Liu Xing's eyes focused on Elder Xia Juetian, wondering what he would do next. If he were the one unleashing all these golden balls and knew the enemy could handle it, he would try to come up with a new strategy.
The elder was still unleashing powerful punches into the air, but this time, Liu Xing saw a slight difference. Before, each of the golden balls was as big as a bucket, but now, Liu Xing felt the attacks were becoming bigger and bigger, until they were as big as human torsos. Moreover, some of the golden balls also transformed into tiger heads with ferocious eyes, roaring as they traveled through the air.
The spirit beast stopped cackling. Instead, its red face was now also furious. It whipped its arms, feet, and the two snakes with blades jutting from its mouth even faster, but these bigger golden balls, as well as some of the golden tiger heads, were stronger, faster, and tougher. Moreover, each of the golden balls exploded. While their explosions were not big, they successfully broke the rhythm of the spirit beast's movements, making it slowly but surely pushed back, some of the golden balls hitting its body.
The spirit beast began to screech. Its screech sounded ugly, like the sound of a chicken being choked to death. It retracted snakes in its mouth, as well as its two snake hands and snake feet. Its body fell to the ground, and golden balls rushed toward it like a swarm of piranhas smelling blood.
Seeing the spirit on the ground, Liu Xing's heart beat faster. He knew that this spirit beast was not suddenly surrendering, evidenced by its hateful gaze toward Xia Juetian. More likely, it would do something bigger to match the ferocity of Xia Juetian.
As the foremost golden ball with a tiger's face approached it, the spirit beast suddenly opened its mouth wide and shot something long and yellow from its mouth. That long, yellow thing hit the golden ball, making it explode in the air. Then, another long yellow thing shot from its mouth, again and again, until there were thousands of them, matching the golden yellow barrage shot by Xia Juetian.
As he watched from the air, Liu Xing realized that each of those long yellow things was actually a snake. Some of the snakes held short swords in their mouths, and these kinds of snakes actually pierced several golden balls before their momentum was killed and they died.
As Liu Xing glanced at the spirit beast, he saw that it was no longer on the ground. Instead, a pale hand peeking from its clothes now acted like a foot. It connected its palm to the ground, pushing the now armless and footless spirit beast upward. Its mouth was open so wide, like a snake trying to swallow a baby cow, but instead of swallowing something, it spat yellow snakes like a machine gun.
As Liu Xing held his breath, he could see that these golden balls and yellow snakes looked like two waves colliding. These two waves wanted to win and swallow the other party.
Xia Juetian looked really angry, and the spirit beast also narrowed its eyes, as if it really hated Xia Juetian. This fight was now equal again, but Liu Xing was sure this condition would not last.
"Enough!" Xia Juetian shouted. He suddenly stopped his relentless punches to the air. Instead, he held his stance and his golden fist glowed so brightly that it shone like the morning sun.
Then, with a shout, Xia Juetian unleashed one punch that shook the world. From his golden punch, a giant tiger with a size almost similar to the inverted triangle leaped forth. This golden tiger roared while it bulldozed through every little snake that tried to pierce it. Its fur was glowing, its fangs were bigger than Liu Xing, and it opened its mouth so wide it looked like it wanted to swallow a small mountain.