86: Chapter 86 White Blade

There was a buzz of discussion in the surroundings, and inside the octagon, Bai Ren spoke coldly to Tang Long.

"Are you also from First Specialized Academy? Which class in the first year?"

Tang Long was somewhat surprised, "Class 9."

"Class 9? Are you Wei Lin's person, or Jiang Xiaolan's person?"

Tang Long couldn't help but laugh, "Brother, you really have a lot of questions. I'm nobody's person; I only represent myself."

Bai Ren nodded, "Wei Lin indeed has no reason to come here to cause trouble, and given Jiang Xiaolan's personality, she wouldn't either. Then why did you come?"

"To make money. I'm poor."

Tang Long's perfunctory response actually made Bai Ren feel a bit of sympathy, and his tone softened involuntarily.

"Since you are only here for money, I will hold back later and try my best not to leave you disabled."

"Huh? That... wouldn't be good, would it?"

"There's nothing wrong with it. Just pretend to be in pain after you're knocked down, and others won't be able to tell."

Tang Long scratched his head helplessly, "I mean, I bet five thousand on myself for this match, it would be best if I could win."

Bai Ren's face suddenly dropped, "Don't dream. I won't help you throw the fight."

Tang Long waved his hands repeatedly, "Please don't misunderstand, you don't need to go easy on me, just perform normally."

Bai Ren was stunned for a few seconds before he couldn't help but shake his head and laugh.

"So, you think you can beat me. Haha, interesting. I am Qin Bing from the White Clothing Society, remember that."

"My name is Tang Long."

"Doesn't matter, I'll forget you soon anyway." After saying that, Bai Ren went straight back to his corner.

Seeing this guy with his arrogant expression, Tang Long felt his posturing was actually pretty good.

Pity, his attributes are just so-so, looking about the same as Lu Xiaohu.

His strength and agility are slightly higher, but his vitality and spiritual energy are far inferior.

The only noteworthy thing is his technique, called Yuan Spirit Induction. It's something he has never seen before, but unfortunately, it also carries a {Defect}.

The betting time passed quickly, and as the opening bell rang, the boxing match officially began.

Qin Bing rushed toward Tang Long, leaping high into the air to deliver a series of kicks, his feet like a windmill, his movements flashy and fierce.

Tang Long couldn't help but secretly give him a thumbs up, while moving to avoid the brunt of his attack.

Qin Bing pressed his advantage, surprisingly managing to go even faster, his legs flying like phantoms. Such a beautiful fighting style made the audience's cheers rise wave after wave.

Tang Long also admitted that, in terms of martial arts technique alone, Qin Bing was truly excellent.

His moves clearly showed shadows of a structured routine; he must have been trained by a renowned master.

But this style of fighting consumed an extreme amount of stamina; if he didn't act soon, he would tire himself out.

However... how should he fight?

Use a full-power Heavy Strike and take him out in one punch?

But he still had to hang around here, so it wouldn't be convenient to appear too extraordinary.

After a moment of consideration, he raised his guard, using a tactic that looked like the one used by Tong Chui before, closing in against Qin Bing's kicks.

Qin Bing was only six or seven centimeters shorter than him, so his legs were naturally longer than his fists, and he held the absolute upper hand on the field.

But he wasn't Tong Chui, and his footwork was much more agile than Tong Chui's.

Moreover, he adopted the pendulum dodge of a favorite boxer from his past life, causing most of Qin Bing's kicks to miss.

When he got close to the attack range, he immediately launched a quick flurry of punches. Their fists and kicks collided with a series of explosive sounds, leaving the audience mesmerized.

"Beautiful! Bai Ren's kicks are beautiful, and Tie Pao's punches are beautiful! This is such a beautiful fight!"

"What's truly beautiful is Tie Pao's dodging; this stance is simple, but very effective."

"I really didn't expect it to be a stalemate. Looking at it this way, Tie Pao really has a chance of winning!"

"Not necessarily, Bai Ren hasn't used his finishing move yet!"

The onlookers were shocked, and Bai Ren inside the octagon was even more shocked.

He also didn't expect Tang Long to be so formidable.

Others could only see his exquisite dodging, but couldn't feel the terrifying power in his punches. What was even more surprising was that Tang Long's ability to withstand blows was also exceptionally strong.

He, of course, knew the force of his own kicks.

Even if opponents of the same rank could parry a few times, they wouldn't be able to hold out for long.

A typical Guidance Technique only provides a maximum of 5% combat power increase per stage, but his ancestral unique technique could increase it by over 10% per stage.

He is currently at the third stage, an increase of over 30%!

And since he used his legs, it guaranteed even greater power output. Any normal opponent would have had their bones and flesh pulverized by now. But Tang Long looked like nothing had happened, while his own legs were actually starting to feel numb.

What kind of freak is this guy!

Hetero-blood Species?

With his stamina and spiritual energy decreasing, and the cheers from the audience for Tang Long constantly coming from all around, Bai Ren felt increasingly irritable.

It wasn't because he thought he would lose.

His family's secret Yuan Spirit Induction was a rare technique in the world; it not only possessed the effects of both a Breathing Method and a Guidance Technique, but its application was also more flexible and varied than ordinary Guidance Techniques, allowing him to control spiritual energy in more ways.

Although he was only at the third stage, he could already simulate a spirit energy blade.

This was a power that directly surpassed the Spirit Astral of the Middle Realm, an ability normally only attainable upon reaching the Upper Realm.

The spirit energy blade was extremely sharp; it could easily destroy even ordinary metal, ordinary Spirit Astral couldn't block it, and flesh and blood bodies couldn't withstand it at all. Therefore, he had once used it to kill a fourth-stage formidable enemy who had condensed Spirit Astral.

However, the spirit energy blade was also extremely difficult to control; using it at his current stage was still too much of a stretch, and he often ended up hurting himself before hurting others.

Under the dense bandages on his hands were the wounds caused by using the spirit energy blade; even now, there were wounds that hadn't healed, and if he used it again...

Just as he hesitated and lost focus, Tang Long grew more courageous with the fight, landing a heavy punch on the sole of his foot, sending him flying several meters away, and he barely managed to keep his footing.

A deafening roar immediately erupted from outside the cage.

Tang Long felt pretty good.

What man wouldn't like being the center of attention?

Even for those who are mavericks and seem indifferent, perhaps they don't deliberately pursue these things.

But if you put them in this kind of situation, they would still feel incredibly satisfied; this is a male instinct.

That said, this 'Senior Qin' is indeed not bad.

Experienced and skilled in martial arts.

He wasn't using his full power, but even as he gradually let loose with his techniques, the other guy was actually holding his ground steadily.

If he could find a few more sparring partners like this, the Guidance Technique would be easier to practice.

"Senior, are you tired? Want to take a break before the next round?"

Tang Long's 'good intentions' sounded exceptionally grating to Qin Bing, and his gaze turned cold.

"Your name is Tang Long, right? You really have some skills. Are you a Hetero-blood Species?"

"No. I just... naturally have a bit more strength and speed; I suppose you could call it a natural gift."

"It doesn't matter what you call it. Don't think that just because you can trade a few blows with me, you have any chance of beating me. True martial arts is far more than just physical fitness and combat techniques. Next, I will let you truly understand just how big the gap between us really is."

Here it comes, he's doing it again!

This arrogant, pretentious manner is exactly like a second-year middle school student from Earth.

Tang Long couldn't help but retort, "Just a moment ago you said you couldn't remember my name; looking at it now, your memory doesn't seem that bad."

Qin Bing was burned with rage from being retorted, and blood color immediately seeped out from between the bandages on his arms. At the same time, white light shimmered between his fingers, extending into a three-inch-long Spirit Blade.

"Then you should also remember that you aren't the only one in the world with two hands!"

Watching Qin Bing charge at full speed, Tang Long couldn't help but be greatly shocked.

Holy crap, this guy can actually project a Spirit Blade?

An Upper Realm skill, even I can't do it, yet he can do it at only the third stage?

He's got something!