Mo Xie charged towards the Demon Ancestor.
The Demon Ancestor also charged towards Mo Xie.
Yes, this is yet another two-way journey...
Both were as fast as heavy artillery, and they clashed quickly.
Mo Xie threw a punch, which the Demon Ancestor dodged, and then struck back with a palm.
Mo Xie dodged again, changing her fist into a palm and retaliating with a palm strike. The Demon Ancestor also dodged, and slammed his fist back...
The two sides went back and forth.
The sounds were like rolling thunder; dozens of moves were exchanged in quick succession!
The speed of those punches and palm strikes was so fast that it was like lightning, leaving only afterimages!
The danger of turning a palm into a fist was such that each move seemed to graz vital points.
Ji Meiling clenched her small hands, revealing the delicate veins on her palms, her heartstrings twitching again and again for Mo Xie.
...
"Even if the Demon Ancestor's physical skills are not as good as mine, they are not far off!"
Mo Xie's mood grew increasingly heavy.
The two were evenly matched in terms of physical skills—he didn't have a significant advantage in physical combat!
"His physical body is formed from the essence of sand and soil, and its strength is similar to mine, or even surpasses mine!"
Mo Xie's heart sank further. "This...is dangerous!"
His mind raced like lightning, and his moves were as swift as thunder.
Knock knock knock!
The two exchanged dozens of moves with lightning speed!
Their physical skills are all top-notch.
This means that if even one move goes wrong, it will be like a thread on a sweater – pull it and the whole thing will break!
Moreover, in this duel
As time passed by,
Moye will be increasingly at a disadvantage!
because,
He is, after all, a living, breathing human being, and his spirit will eventually tire.
But the opponent wasn't a living person; it was merely the Demon Ancestor's fighting instincts, like a machine that would never tire!
Moreover, his moves are always absolutely precise and ruthless!
Moye must concentrate fully, otherwise if he finds a weakness, the army will be utterly defeated.
...
Time passed second by second.
The battle has entered its final, intense stage.
All I saw was...
Mo Xie punched the Demon Ancestor in the face, and the Demon Ancestor retaliated by striking Mo Xie in the chest with a palm.
Both sides took a few steps back once again.
"This is the 1030th move..." Mo Xie thought to himself.
now,
Mo Xie's breathing was extremely heavy, and his face showed unconcealed exhaustion. His moves and changes were as obscure as those of an old man on the verge of death.
Just like after staying up all night for three days and three nights in a row, not only was he exhausted, but his head also became extremely heavy and his thoughts were muddled.
and,
It's not just mental exhaustion,
His body was also covered in wounds—his clothes were torn to shreds, revealing skin that was either stained with blood or bluish-purple.
This Demon Ancestor's legacy truly lives up to its name!
Mo Xie was once again deeply shocked.
Even if there were truly monstrous talents with physical skills at his level, they would inevitably be defeated if their physical strength was insufficient!
—In the legacy of this progenitor of power, physical skills and physical strength are both indispensable!
but,
Mo Xie was severely injured and was at her wit's end.
The Demon Ancestor on the other side was in a similar situation—his body was covered in sand that looked like fresh blood, which would fall off every now and then, and his movements were like those of a rusty machine, running in a clunky and blocked manner.
The battle is still ongoing.
In the end,
The match was reduced to a brutal, hand-to-hand combat—without any sophisticated moves, just the simplest exchanges, as simple as children fighting.
You punch me, I'll slap you back!
Here, blood was dripping; there, sand was falling.
At this moment, the duel is devoid of any impressive or dazzling moves; all that remains are the simplest fist and foot techniques.
—All the most exquisite techniques may eventually return to nature and simplicity.
Mo Xie had a sudden realization.
This principle is similar to how even the most skilled martial artist is afraid of a kitchen knife.
Every punch and kick is a martial art; every word and phrase is a literary work!
Return to simplicity, for the greatest truths are the simplest!
My attempt to externalize physical skills into so-called "scores" was utterly ridiculous!
absurd!
Because it doesn't even qualify as "top-tier" at all.
Truly top-tier physical skills should be internalized to the core—to put it bluntly, they should be formed into muscle memory.
When you throw a punch, I don't even need to think; I naturally deflect it and counterattack!
After exchanging blows with the Demon Ancestor,
Mo Xie finally had a real epiphany about physical skills—I don't know any top-notch physical skills, I'm just good at fighting!
Mo Xie has now reached a state of simplicity and naturalness in her physical skills.
It's as simple and natural as eating when you're hungry or drinking when you're thirsty.
In other words,
Mo Xie now truly possesses top-tier physical skills!
But Moye was not happy at all.
Because the price of being fed a move by the Demon Ancestor is severe—failure means death!
And now,
He had already reached a point where he was on the verge of death...
The Demon Ancestor punched Mo Xie in the face.
Mo Xie tilted her head, staggered, and spat out a mouthful of blood onto the yellow sand.
As he was hit, he instinctively retaliated—he braced himself on the ground and delivered a back kick that landed on the Demon Ancestor's chest.
The Demon Ancestor staggered back a few steps, sand trickling down his chest.
Both sides traded injuries once again!
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