Chapter 605 - Ultimate Combo! (2/2)

Pummeled into the air, Ling Wuxie's mind was in complete chaos as he fought back numerous concussions. He felt as if his body had been beaten like a sack! His battle armor helped him endure the attacks, but the impacts still disrupted his soul power flow. Due to this, he couldn't fight back.

Yet Tang Wulin still wasn't finished. He leaped into the air after his opponent, grabbed him by the neck, and smashed him into the ground with his Golden Dragon Dreadclaw!

“I concede!” Ling Wuxie croaked, feeling the deadly edge of the claw on his neck. With a foot pressing down on his opponent's stomach, Tang Wulin hovered close over him, breath hitting the other's face. His action dispersed any soul power Ling Wuxie tried to gather, making it impossible to fight back anyway.

The moment he had felt the claw grip his neck, Ling Wuxie thought the grim reaper had come for his life. Even with his defensive power at its peak with his battle armor, Tang Wulin had pummelled him into a pulp! Each strike of the dragon claw held the full force of a speeding train.

Ling Wuxie tapped his hand on the ground, the standard action to concede.

Tang Wulin withdrew his claw and hopped off Ling Wuxie, standing tall as he peered down at his opponent.

The audience exploded into an uproar. However, not everyone was happy. The two elders who had come to watch Ling Wuxie's battle sat there stupefied, their faces gradually clouding with gloom. With their cultivation levels, naturally they could tell that Ling Wuxie had the strength to win. But Tang Wulin never let him bring out the true power of his battle armor, forcing the match to a close with an unrelenting onslaught of full-powered blows. From beginning to end, the battle had been going along to Tang Wulin's tempo. It was frightening.

Ling Wuxie lost. He lost the very first match of the preliminaries, so he was eliminated from the tournament. What a pity, since this was his final chance to make a name for himself at the Continental Young Elites Tournament.

The pitiful Ling Wuxie lay on the floor, mind blank. He was wholly resigned now. His battle armor melted into light and helped sort out his soul power and his body. Although pain wracked through him, it could not compare with the anguish within his heart.

I lost. I can't believe I lost. How did this happen? If I had immediately used my battle armor at the start of the match and never let him get close to me, I could have won. A lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit… Ling Wuxie remembered the lectures of his teacher and regret immediately filled him. He regretted looking down upon Tang Wulin, regretted not even using his fifth soul skill.

But no matter how much he wanted to change it, there existed no medicine in this world that could cure regret and no pity for losers. He lost and was eliminated. He was the loser this time.

Tang Wulin panted as he stood tall in the center of the stage. He had faced tremendous pressure throughout the battle as well. The power amplification effect of battle armor was truly formidable. One wrong move and he wouldn't be standing the victor. If not for Golden Dragon Shocks the Heavens injuring Ling Wuxie in the beginning, his follow up combo wouldn't have been anywhere near as effective. Equipped with battle armor, his opponent wielded strength equal to a seven-ringed soul master! The odds of a four-ringed soul master prevailing over a seven-ringed one was nigh impossible, even if his body was much stronger!

He was glad he didn't lose the first match and lose face. The pride of victory filled him. He also noticed something change within him, his battle prowess increased after his deadly combo attacks. The Body Sect's training was fully a.s.similated into his body now.

Had Ling Wuxie utilized the full power of his battle armor, Tang Wulin wouldn't have had a chance of winning. Even with Bluesilver Emperor, Goldsong, and the Tyrant Dragon, his defeat would have been set in stone.

Tang Wulin jumped off the stage and sprinted to the compet.i.tors' waiting area, swift to avoid becoming the center of attention.

“So strong!” Gu Yue whispered into his ear as she rushed to meet him.

Tang Wulin turned to her, astonished she had waited there for him. A bitter smile formed on his lips. “I've just got heaven-defying luck. I hope I don't have another match like that. One-word battle armor masters are too d.a.m.n strong.”

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