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Chapter 941 - 305: Machine Gun Fist Cage, Unarmed King (Part 3)
It’s the Supreme Battle Technique!Su Yue’s scalp tingled as he realized the air nearby was thinning.
If it weren’t for the battle technique, an ordinary Martial Artist’s fists couldn’t possibly reach the speed and intensity of a machine gun.
In an instant, the world before Su Yue’s eyes was already blurry.
All he could see was Li Duozhi’s ferocious face and an endless barrage of fists.
Truly like the bullets from a machine gun, dense and leaving no room to dodge.
"Luckily I used the Profound Ice Palm on Li Duozhi, otherwise I would have been beaten to fractures."
The sky full of fist shadows was horrifying, but Li Duozhi was unaware that his speed had been significantly reduced.
Meanwhile, Su Yue’s reaction capability was in a top-notch state.
Coupled with speed amplification, Su Yue managed to dodge most of the punches by finding gaps to slip through.
As for the remaining unavoidable punches, Su Yue directly countered them.
Of course, some landed on him, but with his defensive battle technique, he wasn’t injured, and those missed punches were a minor few, only seven or eight.
And the punches Su Yue dodged numbered in the hundreds.
This fist technique was truly terrifying!
"Today, let me show you just how high the sky really is!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Li Duozhi, as if addicted, covered the area with increasingly impenetrable punch winds, even creating a small whirlwind on the spot.
Machine Gun Punch Cage.
Using machine gun-like punch winds to form a deadly cage.
This was Li Duozhi’s absolute domain.
Within the cage, Li Duozhi was the unarmed King of punches and kicks.
Su Yue was under immense pressure.
But he managed to maintain his own rhythm, though it was extremely exhausting on his Spiritual Power.
However, Su Yue was not worried.
Such a terrifying fist technique was also a huge challenge to a Martial Artist’s Qi Blood reserves, and Li Duozhi couldn’t sustain it for long.
No matter how infinite your bullets, the gun barrel has to cool down at some point, or aren’t you afraid of a chamber explosion?
Su Yue hadn’t seen real firearms, but he’d watched movies.
...
Everyone among the observing students and teachers was frightfully startled; some Martial Artists had long taken out various devices to record.
They were all waiting for Su Yue to fall.
No way, Li Duozhi was simply too powerful; in the eyes of everyone, Su Yue was enveloped by Li Duozhi’s punches, dense and akin to a hurricane made of fist winds.
Such an impenetrable fist wind, even a pinnacle Five-grade can’t escape.
Mu Cheng was worried to death, but she couldn’t intervene; with her own strength, she’d just add to the chaos.
Feng Jiajia looked at Principal Dongwu.
She even thought of using insects to influence Li Duozhi, but with the principal present, and being the student council president of Dongwu, it was inconvenient to make a move.
Su Yue shouldn’t be in life-threatening danger.
In fact, Principal Dongwu was more nervous than anyone else.
Interrupting a Martial Artist challenge was extremely rude and disrespectful to the Martial Artist.
But he couldn’t allow either Su Yue or Li Duozhi to be in life-threatening danger.
So, Principal Dongwu was continually monitoring Su Yue’s situation.
Yet the principal was also astonished.
Li Duozhi was a pinnacle Five-grade, his Qi Blood had reached the threshold of 4000 cal, but he just couldn’t break through to Grandmaster.
But even if Su Yue was a fourth-grade with Qi Blood suppression, he should only be slightly over 2000 cal.
Despite a gap of over 2000 cal, Su Yue still hadn’t lost?
Though Li Duozhi was injured, and his Qi Blood power could only manifest around 3000 cal, he also applied battle techniques.
The tactics of this Su Yue kid exceeded my imagination.
Moreover, Principal Dongwu observed very closely.
Li Duozhi seemed slowed down by Su Yue.
He’d witnessed Li Duozhi fully exert the machine gun punch cage, where others couldn’t even see the fist shadows, only feeling a hazy gust.
But this time, Li Duozhi’s punches were clearly visible. Though the sky full of fist shadows looked terrifying, those familiar with Li Duozhi would know his speed had greatly reduced.
And Su Yue’s dodging speed was evidently faster than that of ordinary Five-grade, showcasing an exceptional combat awareness.
No wonder he’s a tough guy who frequently survives in the Wet Realms; he’s different from ordinary Martial Artists.
Thus, despite Li Duozhi possessing over 1000 cal more strength, he had yet to defeat Su Yue.
This could indeed be called a miracle.
"Hopefully, when this round of punch winds settles, both of them will calm down."
Principal Dongwu sighed internally.
By the end of this barrage, Li Duozhi would most likely be exhausted; after all, he was still injured.
And Su Yue had no way to achieve victory.
Maybe it’s a draw for them.
...
Boom!
Boom! Boom!
Finally, the fist winds whirling in the air gradually settled down.
Li Duozhi’s face was pale, breathing heavily, with crimson bloodstains seeping through his shirt.
Executing the machine gun punch cage had caused his Qi Blood to surge, thoroughly bursting open the healed wound.
However.
His expression was gloomy, filled with disbelief.
The sight before him was utterly absurd.
He had unleashed over 2000 punches, which should leave even a Five-grade crippled, yet Su Yue, that little brat, was still standing.
Right.
Though his face was bruised and swollen, resembling a panda, Su Yue hadn’t fallen.
He wasn’t even gravely injured.
Li Duozhi felt as if he’d seen a ghost.
Su Yue was also fuming inside.
Was Li Duozhi jealous of his good looks?
Aiming specifically at his face.
To be honest, Su Yue’s body wasn’t severely injured, just superficial wounds.
But his face had taken a harsh beating; if it continued, he would look like a pig’s head.
"Did you enjoy it?"
Su Yue slowly exhaled a turbid breath and then wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.