I Don't Want to Get Hurt, So I'll Max Out My Defense

Lin Feng's moves were flashy and full of special effects, but they were all bark and no bite, unable to break through his own defenses.

It was a rare opportunity to increase attribute values, and Li Xiaobai wouldn't waste it. He decided not to rush into using Muscle Flaccidity just yet, opting instead to first fortify his defense.

"Senior brother, I am from Misty Peak, I have a hundred ways to defeat you, and yet, you are helpless against me," he said.

Li Xiaobai remained calm, allowing the sword light to hack away at his body.

No matter how furious Lin Feng became, he eventually realized something was amiss. His opponent was unfazed by his attacks, actually resisting the assault of the Spirit Sword with his bare body.

Yet, he still couldn't sense the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power from Li Xiaobai.

"A Magic Treasure, it must be a Magic Treasure. Your master really went all out to ensure your victory in the competition. Judging by the strength of the defense, it must be at least a mid-grade defensive Spiritual Artifact!"

"However, senior brother is going to teach you a lesson today, no matter how powerful a Magic Treasure you have, it's useless when there's a huge gap in strength!"

Having said that, Lin Feng flicked his longsword, and in an instant, dozens of sword lights appeared around him, thrusting straight at Li Xiaobai.

"This is the Sword Control Technique. Elder Brother Lin has actually mastered this sword technique!"

"Thirteen sword lights in total, Elder Brother Lin's swordsmanship has truly reached a higher level!"

The disciples below cheered loudly, all attracted by the gorgeous special effects of the sword light.

Not only the disciples, but even the elders nodded slightly in approval of Lin Feng's swordsmanship.

"The young man is doing well, having trained the Sword Control Technique to the third level. Just one more step, and he will be able to control the sword through the air," one commented.

"Indeed, he's demonstrating the style of our Immortal Feather Sect," echoed another.

"That disciple over there is from Misty Peak, right? I wonder which Magic Treasure he is using for protection. However, against the Sword Control Technique, I'm afraid he's going to falter."

"Hehe, young people nowadays don't think of improving their own strength, always relying on external objects. It's better for him to suffer a setback today than to be killed and have his treasures stolen by others later on."

"Quite right..."

The elders' heated discussion went unheard by Li Xiaobai, who was currently focusing intently on the attribute value panel before him.

[Defense: Mortal Flesh (600/1000) able to advance.]

[Continuous Sword Qi damage detected, Rainbow Penetrating Sword upgrade: Sword Shattering the Sky.]

Sword Shattering the Sky: When the sword is drawn, Sword Qi sweeps all around, killing invisibly.

Li Xiaobai felt delighted, not expecting that not only had his defensive power increased, but his skill had also been upgraded. This Sword Qi skill had been upgraded two levels in a row and was now the highest-level skill he possessed.

However, it was not the time to use it yet. As the saying goes, why use a cleaver to kill a chicken?

Good steel must be saved for the blade's edge, which would significantly increase the chances of victory in the future..

Stretching out a hand to withstand the sword's edge, he fiercely jabbed at Lin Feng's Danzhong Acupoint. Li Xiaobai remembered his senior brother's words; the opponent had a hidden ailment in the Danzhong Acupoint, a single jab there could end the match.

As expected, the poke wasn't very forceful, but Lin Feng's attack came to an abrupt halt, and his longsword dropped with a clatter.

He lay twisted on the platform, writhing in agony.

"You, how did you know I was injured there!"

"You're despicable, referee, I don't accept this!"

Lin Feng's hidden ailment was severe, and at that moment, he couldn't even stand up, losing all ability to continue fighting.

Without any hesitation, the referee immediately announced the result, "If this were a battlefield, you would already be dead. Your opponent noticing your weakness is a result of your insufficient cultivation. This match, Li Xiaobai wins!"

The entire venue fell silent, this time everyone had a clear view.

Unlike the last time, this Li Xiaobai didn't seem to use any poison, yet to defeat his opponent with just a single finger was incredibly alarming. Could it be that they had misunderstood, and Li Xiaobai was actually a master?

The Elders were also somewhat astonished.

"Could Li Xiaobai actually see through the hidden illness of his opponent?"

"Do you think it's possible, this Li Xiaobai from head to toe has not a trace of cultivation level, he has never cultivated before, it's probably that old rascal Feng Lingzi who gave him a protective magic treasure, and gave him some pointers beforehand."

"That cunning old thing, could it be he wants a disciple with no cultivation to join the Holy Demon Sect for further study?"

"If he really goes there, then our Immortal Feather Sect's face would be lost!"

"Just watch, relying on external items, how could he possibly make it to the top ten of the big competition..."

In the arena, Li Xiaobai swiftly collected Lin Feng's longsword; this sword looked even stronger than Chen Tao's, sure to fetch a good price.

The disciples below watched with wooden expressions as Li Xiaobai stuffed all of Lin Feng's equipment into his space ring and then left nonchalantly.

"Stop right there!"

Someone in the crowd shouted angrily, a muscular man, with veins like cords, his face full of murderous intent, incredibly ferocious, standing beside him was a young man with a gentle and refined appearance.

"You've got some nerve, injuring my brother, do you not know how to write the word 'death'?"

Upon hearing this, Li Xiaobai understood in his heart, this person was Lin Feng's older brother, Lin Mang, coming after him for defeating his brother.

"I merely poked him lightly, how was I to know he wouldn't get up again?"

Li Xiaobai appeared very innocent.

Lin Mang instantly flew into a rage, raising his hand to strike, smashing a fist onto Li Xiaobai's shoulder.

[Attribute Points +10.]

Lin Mang's strength was indeed not bad.

"Stop it, the Immortal Feather Sect prohibits private fights; if you violate this again, your competition qualifications will be revoked!"

An Elder intervened, and although he didn't like Li Xiaobai, the rules were not to be broken.

"You'd better pray you lose in the next match, otherwise if I meet you on the stage, I will certainly cripple you!"

Lin Mang stormed off, flinging his sleeves in anger.

The handsome young man by his side smiled warmly, "You must be Li Xiaobai, indeed a young prodigy. Lin Mang was just impulsive, don't take it to heart. Here's a bottle of Healing Pills for you to take, a small gesture, I hope you won't refuse."

"My name is Feng Wuxie, a True Disciple of the Great Elder, and I look forward to meeting you on the stage."

It's hard to strike a smiling face, especially such a gentle Senior Brother; any slight displeasure in Li Xiaobai's heart instantly vanished.

"Senior Brother, you're too kind, thank you for your goodwill, I also look forward to standing on the same stage with you!"

Li Xiaobai happily accepted the Healing Pills, which he had no use for, but he knew there would definitely be many willing to buy them.

"Hehe, then I shan't disturb you any longer, you prepare well for the upcoming matches," said Feng Wuxie with a smile and then left.

Li Xiaobai's heart felt great, what a good Senior Brother, gentle and generous, even giving gifts upon meeting, truly not bad. He must make friends with him if the opportunity arises in the future.

Only, he didn't see the cold smile that curled on the lips of Feng Wuxie as he turned away.

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