Following the referee's command, Zhang Luowei made his move, charging straight at Xiang Shifeng.
Compared to an ordinary person, Zhang Luowei did not charge forward with large strides. His attacks were too monotonous. Instead, he dodged left and right, his footwork constantly changing. His movements were as fast as the wind, making it hard for others to track his movements. Zhang Luowei quickly closed in on Shifeng.
If it were an ordinary person, they would not know how to deal with Zhang Luowei's erratic footwork.
Aside from focusing on footwork, Arhat Fist's attacks were also fast, accurate, and ruthless. If one did not block in time and was hit in the chest, the battle would be over.
With the physique of modern people, as a professional player, their strength was at least 200 pounds. Being hit in the chest was no different from being hit by a hammer. Humans were not made of iron. Even if they were made of iron, after being hit by a hammer dozens of times, they would turn into scrap metal, not to mention flesh and blood. With Zhang Luowei's physique, his strength was definitely above that. If he were hit, half of his ribs would break, and it would not be strange for him to fly one or two meters away.
However, Shifeng was not an ordinary person. Instead of retreating, he advanced. Using Swimming Dragon Steps, he glided towards Zhang Luowei as if there was no friction on the ground, catching Zhang Luowei off guard. Zhang Luowei had never imagined that Shifeng would actually possess such flexible footwork. He simply could not cut into Shifeng's chest.
Shifeng had fought in God's Domain for ten years. Their combat experience far surpassed the imagination of ordinary people. Among them, there was no lack of martial arts masters. There were even advanced Shifeng fighters who were more powerful than these martial arts masters. Compared to Zhang Luowei, Zhang Luowei did not even have one-thousandth of Shifeng's strength. Although Shifeng's physique was not as good as Zhang Luowei's and could not face him head-on, Shifeng was much more flexible, and his reaction speed was much faster. In a battle with Shifeng, the slightest mistake could result in death. Most of the time, Zhang Luowei no longer relied on his eyes to make decisions.
This was an instinctive reaction of the body. It was a completely unconscious state. If one wanted to train to such a level, they would need to undergo a large number of battles. They would constantly be on the line between life and death. In the real world, even professional players who frequently fought did not have such conditions. This was because when one's life was on the line, the most likely outcome would be death. They would not live to see the next battle.
On the other hand, God's Domain was capable of such a feat. After countless battles, even if one died, one could always start over. Hence, many fighting players were fascinated by God's Domain.
That was because the moment of life and death was the best time to unleash one's potential. As long as one could survive, one's comprehension of battle would greatly increase their strength.
Why would so many experts practice martial arts at the edge of the cliff?
It was to experience the feeling of having one's life hanging by a thread. Using life and death to stimulate one's potential. However, doing so was extremely dangerous. Generally, only experts would do such a thing. If an ordinary person were to do it, they would definitely die.
Meanwhile, in a battle in God's Domain, even if one died, one could revive.
Hundred Battles Expert. This meant that even an ordinary person could become a battle expert after experiencing a hundred battles. For Shifeng who had gone through a hundred battles, it meant that they could become a battle expert. To countless people, even a pig would have become a spirit. Not to mention, Shifeng had learned many martial arts and was a top-tier Sword King. He was only one step away from becoming a Tier 4 Sword Emperor.
The reason why Shifeng could not become a Sword Emperor was no longer a matter of technique. It was because Shifeng's combat techniques had long since reached the point of perfection. He could easily execute any technique, regardless of moves.
Although Zhang Luowei's footwork was nimble, it was clearly inferior to Shifeng's. Zhang Luowei continuously attacked. Punch after punch, rushing, hacking, hammering. This was especially true for Zhang Luowei's ferocious hammering technique. Even a cow would fall to the ground if struck by Zhang Luowei's hammer. However, Zhang Luowei's every attack only brushed past the corners of Shifeng's clothes.
After exchanging over a dozen moves, Shifeng constantly drifted around Zhang Luowei. It was as if a True Dragon was circling Zhang Luowei. No matter how Zhang Luowei moved, he could not escape from Shifeng's shadow.
The more Zhang Luowei fought, the more shocked he became. He never thought that Shifeng would also be a martial arts expert. His Swimming Dragon Steps was truly amazing, allowing him to advance and retreat with ease. However, Zhang Luowei also knew that Shifeng would not dare to clash head-on with him. However, after a series of punches, Zhang Luowei's strength would eventually run out. If this continued, he would definitely lose.
"Scram!"
Zhang Luowei hardened his heart. He decided to use his ultimate move, Tiger Pouncing on its prey as he pounced on Xiang Shifeng. Shifeng immediately moved his feet, dodging Zhang Luowei's attack in an instant. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhang Luowei spun around, taking a step forward and landing on the ground. He then rotated his fists, executing Twin Peaks Piercing the Clouds at Shifeng.
The moment Zhang Luowei's fists punched out, the wind howled. Even the spectators over a dozen meters away could clearly hear the sound. If Zhang Luowei were to be struck by this move, even if he did not die, he would be crippled.
However, Shifeng did not panic or slow down. With a faint smile on his face, he tapped his feet and spun his body in midair, executing Swimming Dragon Steps. The power behind Zhang Luowei's fists was immediately deflected by Shifeng's body's rotation. When Zhang Luowei's fists hit the air, Zhang Luowei used the centripetal force of his rotation to turn his fists into palms.
Before Zhang Luowei could react, he felt a chill run down his neck. Suddenly, he found it difficult to breathe. Due to the lack of blood flow to his brain, he felt his limbs go numb for a moment. However, Zhang Luowei was no ordinary person. Knowing that he had been hit, his limbs' reactions slowed. Immediately, Zhang Luowei used his head to ram into Shifeng, who was in midair. He wanted to fight to the death. If Shifeng wanted to attack Zhang Luowei, he would have to endure Zhang Luowei's ram.
"Good!" Shifeng was shocked at first. However, he soon became overjoyed.
He was overjoyed because of Zhang Luowei's ruthlessness. He would rather die than live in dishonor. However, Shifeng did not retreat, giving Zhang Luowei a chance to catch his breath. Instead, he stretched out his hand and executed Coiling Dragon Hands, grabbing Zhang Luowei's neck and pulling him upwards. The force behind Zhang Luowei's charge was completely diverted away by Shifeng. In addition to the force behind Zhang Luowei's rotation, Zhang Luowei's body spun uncontrollably in the air like a spinning arrow. Following which, Zhang Luowei's palm slid to Zhang Luowei's chest and pressed down forcefully, sending Zhang Luowei's body crashing heavily to the ground.
At this moment, Zhang Luowei was sprawled on the ground, blood spraying out from his mouth. Several of his ribs had been broken, and shock filled his eyes. However, Zhang Luowei no longer had the strength to speak. His eyes rolled back, and he fainted.
This series of complicated actions seemed slow. In reality, however, it all happened in an instant.
Suddenly, the entire arena fell silent. Every one of them was dumbfounded, their shock reaching its peak.
Just a moment ago, Zhang Luowei had clearly been evenly matched.
Before anyone could react, they discovered that Zhang Luowei had fallen to the ground, unable to move. They did not even see how Zhang Luowei had spun in the air or how Shifeng had attacked. Zhang Luowei had already lost.
"He actually defeated Zhang Luowei? My eyes aren't playing tricks on me, right?" Zhao Jianhua rubbed his eyes, thinking that he was hallucinating. However, Zhang Luowei, who had fallen to the ground, proved that this was not a dream.
An ordinary person without the slightest aura of an expert had actually defeated a fighting genius. Who would believe such a thing?
"Second Uncle, what are Shifeng's skills like?" Zhao Ruoxi, who stood beside Zhao Jianhua, asked gleefully when she saw Shifeng's victory.
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