I Can See Your Combat Power
Chapter 1377 - Chapter 1377 Chapter 668 The Second Day (Parts One and Two

Chapter 1377: Chapter 668: The Second Day (Parts One and Two Combined)_2 Chapter 1377: Chapter 668: The Second Day (Parts One and Two Combined)_2 The warriors who had just heard the noise of the Spirit Art couldn’t help but ponder this, while Luo Jia, who was in the midst of the array, felt even more bewildered.

The opponent had easily dismantled his two most prized techniques, indicating a disparity that went beyond just the issue of illusion techniques.

How could he win? Just as he was contemplating how to respond, Luo Jia suddenly heard the other party calling out.

“Hey, brave one, look here!”

Due to the Spirit Art explosion, the eye-covering scarf was nowhere to be found, and Luo Jia subconsciously looked towards the source of the voice.

By the time he regained his senses, Yun Ling had already disappeared.

“Where is she? Where is Yun Ling!?”

The distant Arbitrator looked at Luo Jia with a baffled gaze and retorted, “You’ve already admitted defeat. Why would she stay on the stage? Hurry up and get down, don’t delay!”

Luo Jia’s face flushed with embarrassment upon realizing he had fallen for an illusion technique again and dejectedly fell to the ground.

…

Yun Xiu’s combat style meant she was bound to be the fastest among Longxi’s five to finish her battle.

Aside from a bit of trouble with Luo Jia, the remaining two were defeated quickly through illusions, with a frighteningly rapid pace.

However, this speed was somewhat meaningless because no matter how fast she finished, she still had to wait for the other members from Longxi to finish and then head home together.

So, having waited idly for half a day yesterday, today, she was well prepared.

Since she finished early, she might as well check if the others were facing any challenging opponents.

“Meng Jiao is in group Jia Two, Xiao Ziyu in Jia Three, and the old instructor in Jia Six, all so far, how about I check out group Jia Nine for Boss Luo!”

Having swiftly planned her route, Yun Ling from Jia One group ventured through the venues of groups Jia Two and Jia Three, crossed over the heads of group Jia Six, and reached the distant mountains of group Jia Nine.

No sooner had she arrived than she saw her man getting thrashed while continuously muttering.

“Is that all the power your Spirit Art has? That shouldn’t be right; you must be holding back. Come on, attack!”

The mountainous, robust man stood on the platform, his palm-sized hands pounding on his chest with a “boom boom” sound, encouraging his utterly humiliated opponent, “Do not forget, you are a disciple of the Liu Clan from Fierce Realm. You can do it!”

“This is too much, too much injustice!”

The warrior from Liu Clan of Fierce Realm had never endured such humiliation. From the start of the match, his opponent had not even moved.

“Please show all you can,” he began with defense, thinking it was a great opportunity to defeat the pride of Longxi.

But after a few moves, he despaired.

Whatever he was, a sort of monster, no matter what kind of Spirit Art he attacked with, the other just swallowed it with his hand.

Yes, do not doubt your eyes, just swallowed it with his hand.

The Spirit Art simply vanished without causing any reaction from the opponent, a bizarre situation that was infuriating.

What was even more outrageous was that his opponent kept encouraging him to attack. After his illusions were broken, what more could he attack with!

“I concede!”

The disgraced master from the Liu Clan furiously dropped these three words, then turned and walked away.

“Hey, don’t go, won’t you fight a little longer? I really think highly of you! This is an evenly matched battle; you have a real chance of winning! Hey, hey!”

On his concession, Tang Luo appeared anxious, as meek as a street vendor facing a haggling pro.

He waved repeatedly, just to make a sale, but the already hopeless guest wouldn’t soften, not even looking back.

“Tang Tianjiao…”

The Arbitrator from Martial Saint Mountain, looking at Tang Luo’s disheartened demeanor, carefully phrased his advice, “This is, after all, a platform for heroes. If you wish to test out moves, wouldn’t it be better to wait until after the matches are over? This is already the fourth one.”

“What, does the Arbitrator also manage combat styles?”

Tang Luo glanced at the Arbitrator sharply and spoke indignantly.

Battle? Style?

If there had been a real battle, the Arbitrator would not have needed to say this.

But this was hardly a fight of equals, it was clearly a one-sided humiliation.

No matter how fierce the Spirit Art used by the opponent was, it couldn’t hurt Longxi’s Pride standing before them.

And yet, he wasn’t in a rush to make a move. He just dragged it out, even allowing his opponent to regain breath, ensuring he wouldn’t launch a sneak attack.

Those who came to participate in the heroic platform were all well-known powerhouses from their regions, who could bear such an indignity?

It was still better for the Liu Family expert who left in anger, while yesterday the one from the Mu Family nearly succumbed to rage and demonic possession.

What could have been ended with three punches and two kicks, why must it be turned into this?

The Arbitrator sighed and said earnestly, “Tang Tianjiao, you’ve even fought the masters from Nanji, these ordinary techniques from Fierce Realm can’t catch your eye. Please, show them some mercy and stop tormenting them.”

“What do you know, I’m discerning the subtleties of various Spirit Arts.”

Tang Luo waved his hand, not listening: “Just record the victory quickly, I still have to fight the second match.”

“Yes, yes, have a safe journey.”

The helpless Arbitrator pulled out the catalog and ticked off Tang Luo’s name on his page.

“Mmm, not bad.”

Seeing that this style of fighting hadn’t affected his victories, Tang Luo smiled and turned his head, only to see Yun Ling on the side of the platform, both amused and annoyed.

“Old… Yun, oops, Boss Yun, how come you are here!”

Seeing Yun Ling, Tang Luo approached with great joy, as if not in a hurry to rush off anymore.

“It’s just a test match, but look what you’ve done to others.”

Pointing in the direction where the Liu Family from Fierce Realm had left, Yun Ling asked with a smile, “Didn’t you say that those you meet on the platform are powerhouse clans and sects from Longzhou, and you’d see them in the future, so play reasonably and stop once you make the point? What are you doing then?”

“I didn’t make a move, they conceded on their own!”

Tang Luo shook his head with flair: “Four matches just like this, people call me ‘the Merciful Fist, Young Master Luo’.”

“Such merciful fists.”

Yun Ling hummed lightly: “But judging by their unwillingness to be humiliated, it’s clear they haven’t appreciated the mercy in Boss Luo’s fists, huh?”

“Then their comprehension is really poor.”

Adjusting his position to almost shoulder-to-shoulder with Yun Ling, Tang Luo waved his hand and draped it over the shoulder of the fair-faced gentleman, boasting, “I’ll tell you, I’ve now replicated that move from your family’s Ancestor of Black Commerce, Void Stomach can now be triggered using fully Spirit Qualified arms, and unless it’s a third transformation spiritual injury, it’s almost ineffective against me.”

“That powerful?” Yun Ling exclaimed, “Doesn’t that mean that Divine-level Spirit Arts are all ineffective against you?”

“Hmm, it’s not yet certain that all are ineffective.”

Tang Luo shrugged: “Each Spirit Art reacts differently to Void Stomach because of their unique characteristics. Besides, some Spirit Arts have a vast range, some are very robust in structure, and there are some strange Spirit Arts I haven’t encountered yet.”

“So you keep encouraging your opponents to attack you with Spirit Arts?”

Yun Ling realized Tang Luo’s plan upon hearing this, but was still puzzled: “How can you be sure they only use Spirit Arts to attack, why not fight you up close?”

“Close combat? With me?”

Tang Luo pointed at himself, and laughed heartily, “I’ll go challenge someone and see.”

Chatting and laughing, they had already reached the second platform. Tang Luo let go of Yun Xiu, flipped onto the platform, and provocatively stretched out his hand to his opponent, “Hey you there, how about we have a man-to-man, blood-for-blood, fist-to-fist fierce clash?”

Upon hearing this, his opponent retreated tens of feet, holding two Divine-level Spirit Arts at the ready, cautiously on guard.

“So, you see, they can only choose Spirit Art attacks.”

Tang Luo, ignoring his opponent who was like an enemy on high alert, turned his head and grinned at Yun Ling: “It bothers me too!”

“Yes, yes, Boss Luo, be careful not to lose, I’ll go check how others are doing!”

“Oh, Boss Yun, have a safe journey!”

Tang Luo turned around, waving goodbye to Yun Xiu.

‘Opportunity!’

Seeing Tang Luo’s careless demeanor, his opponent unleashed the held Spirit Art–a ball of Five-Color Divine Light streaking through the sky like a meteor, hurtling towards Tang Luo’s back and almost knocking the giant off his feet.