"Huff—"

Wang Lan bent over, breathing heavily, as if flames were scorching his throat. This close-quarters combat that lasted five minutes was unlike any other battle he had faced before. It was a fight where both parties exerted their full force without any reservation.

The two were evenly matched in speed, but truthfully, Wang Lan's close-combat skills surpassed Lei Tianxu's. At least, Wang Lan's Flame Sword had struck Lei Tianxu more than ten times. However, Lei Tianxu's body could truly be described as monstrous, as the Flame Sword failed to penetrate the defense of Lei Tianxu's Thor Garment.

In the end, Wang Lan could only make a desperate move, transforming a purple flame into a Solar Wheel, which finally managed to wound Lei Tianxu. But Lei Tianxu was also ruthless; he kicked Wang Lan with Thunder Power, rendering half of Wang Lan's body useless.

With his body damaged, the Healing Star Martial Arts automatically activated. During Wang Lan's heavy breathing, his internal injuries rapidly healed.

On Lei Tianxu's shoulder, blood flowed like a stream. He tilted his head slightly to glance at it, and with a flash of thunder, the wound was quickly cauterized.

"To have fought me to this extent, you've really surprised me." Lei Tianxu's voice boomed like a bell, making one's head buzz. "But that kick I landed on you must have been painful. My kick is powerful enough to flatten a tank's armor. You'd better not act tough. If you feel numb, your internal organs might already be damaged."

Wang Lan was well aware that the kick had nearly obliterated his spleen and kidneys. However, by this moment, he had fully recovered. He slowly stood up straight and raised his hand.

"It seems you still refuse to give up. Fine... I don't want to drag this out either. Wang Lan, apart from the trial grounds and the Pioneer Space, I have never used the Inborn Talent of my Bloodline in a duel. Do you know why?"

"Because it's your trump card," Wang Lan replied. "You don't want to reveal too much, afraid that people will find a weakness."

"Wrong. It's because the lethality of my Inborn Talent of the Bloodline is too great to hold back," Lei Tianxu said. As he spoke, the Star Power around his body suddenly surged wildly, and above his head, flames seemed to twine around him.

Wang Lan was startled and no longer hesitated. Star Power surged around him, and a flame instantly sprang up. On his wrist, golden wings unfolded, feathers falling and drifting, as dreamlike and stunningly beautiful as a fantasy.

"Purple Flame Thunder Arrow—"

A roar sounded as an arrow wrapped in purple thunder shot toward Lei Tianxu.

In an instant, Lei Tianxu had activated his Berserker Bloodline, and his body surged toward Wang Lan. Before Lei Tianxu could even take half a step, the arrow was already at his face. Wang Lan had locked onto him with his right eye, and Lei Tianxu, unable to dodge in time, could only cross his hands in front of his chest to take the hit head-on.

"BOOM—"

A loud explosion erupted, and Lei Tianxu's figure was violently thrown backward.

Previously, Wang Lan and Lei Tianxu had kept their distance. Lei Tianxu was about twenty meters from the edge of the competition arena. As Lei Tianxu's body was thrown back, Wang Lan moved instantly, dashing through the air like lightning, his arrows continuously firing.

"BOOM, BOOM, BOOM—"

"Damn!" Everyone watching this scene couldn't help but curse. What kind of tactic was this? Way too sly, right?

Previously, Wang Lan and Lei Tianxu had gone head-to-head in close combat, a mistake on Wang Lan's part due to misjudging Lei Tianxu's style. Now, of course, he was resorting to ranged attacks to kite his enemy.

The four interconnected Star Martial Skills were now activated. The current Crescent Arrows were shot with speed and precision. Coupled with Wang Lan's rapid approach, Lei Tianxu, suspended in the air, found himself unable to touch the ground.

Ten meters... five meters... three meters...

"AH—" Suddenly, Lei Tianxu, still in the air, let out a ferocious roar. The resonating sound spread in all directions, and his terrifying Star Power exploded like a nuclear bomb. The arrows shot by Wang Lan melted away instantly, as Ice Snow meets flame.

Wang Lan's expression changed drastically, and he swiftly retreated.

Through the pervasive thunder arcs and black mist, a figure steadily approached.

Lei Tianxu's shirt had disappeared. His bare skin had turned a brown color, and the shoulder that had been cauterized was now dripping with fresh blood.

A pair of blood-red eyes, like those of a wild beast, stared at Wang Lan. But these beast-like eyes were not crazed; they were sinister.

"Wow—"

When the condition of the two on the field became clear, the audience gasped in unison.

Lei Tianxu had taken a huge hit this time; his already injured shoulder was now significantly worse. Even though Lei Tianxu's aura was blazing, his pitiful appearance made it seem like he was about to sing a requiem.

"You're good, Wang Lan, really good... To think that after I used my Inborn Talent of the Bloodline, you could still injure me so severely. However, it all ends here. In my Berserker form, all of my attributes will be increased threefold. You no longer stand a chance," Lei Tianxu declared.

"But you are injured," Wang Lan replied, kneeling on one knee, his voice cold.

"I do not feel pain," Lei Tianxu retorted.

In a flash, Wang Lan raised his hand, and a Thunder Arrow shot out from his fingertips. But this time, Lei Tianxu was prepared. With a swift motion, he dodged Wang Lan's Thunder Arrow as fast as lightning, transforming into a streak of light as he rushed toward Wang Lan.

Wang Lan's Thunder Arrow, imbued with the Thunder Attribute, had a speed comparable to that of a firearm. Yet even at speeds rivaling bullets, Lei Tianxu could still dodge.

After evading two arrows, Wang Lan understood: they were back to close-quarters combat.

The purple Solar Wheel was unleashed, and his Thunder Activity was instantly dialed up to the maximum as he charged fiercely towards Lei Tianxu.

"CRACKLE—" Electric arcs exploded in the air. Lei Tianxu shattered one of Wang Lan's Thunder Illusions with a punch, causing it to burst instantly. The intense electricity ravaged Lei Tianxu's body. Seizing this critical moment, Wang Lan slashed towards Lei Tianxu's injured shoulder.

BOOM—Lei Tianxu and Wang Lan crossed paths. Lei Tianxu's Thunder Tooth stabbed viciously into Wang Lan's shoulder. It wasn't until Wang Lan brushed past Lei Tianxu that he realized he was wounded.

So fast. Way too fast.

Previously, Lei Tianxu's speed was already on par with Wang Lan's. Now, having activated his Berserker Bloodline, his speed had become incredibly fast.

But after the two had passed each other, although Wang Lan's slash had left a scar on Lei Tianxu, Wang Lan's left shoulder was also heavily struck.

"What—" Many people in the stands exclaimed once again.

"Wang Lan is going to lose. Under the Berserker Bloodline, Lei Tianxu doesn't feel pain, and his body's strength has multiplied greatly. But Wang Lan can't manage. What a pity, to have fought to this extent," said Zhuang Haotian, his face filled with sorrow.

At this moment, the Head of Instruction could only look up at the sky wordlessly. Just a moment ago, seeing Lei Tianxu in such a sorry state, he had hoped all three from Suzhou City would pass the third round. But even if only two did, it would be fine if Wang Lan lost. The Suzhou City team had never made it to the fourth round before. From the fourth round onwards, it had always been a battle for supremacy among the four strong cities.

"Now it's fair," Lei Tianxu said with a mocking smile, looking at the wound on Wang Lan's shoulder.

"Is it?" Wang Lan gently tore off his clothes, which had been shredded to ribbons in the fight, and, like Lei Tianxu, went bare-chested.

Compared to Lei Tianxu, Wang Lan was too thin. Although the lines of his muscles were very symmetrical and aesthetically pleasing, the difference in build was like that between a lion and a hunting dog.

But the next instant, Lei Tianxu's expression froze.

Wang Lan's shoulder wound began to visibly heal.

"My god—"

"Is this for real?" In the stands, whether it was the students participating in the provincial martial arts tournament or the teachers from various Star Martial Academies who had come to observe, everyone stared dumbfounded at Wang Lan.

A penetrating wound on the shoulder, visibly healing itself? Was this... a Star Martial Skill? Or an Inborn Talent of the Bloodline?

"Forgot to tell you, I'm actually a Medical Attribute Star Martial Warrior."

A Medical Attribute Star Martial Warrior, my ass! Have I ever seen one fight like this? And besides, his Medical Attribute only works on himself, right? Lei Tianxu merely complained inwardly, while the stands had already exploded into chaos.

"Damn, you claim to be Medical Attribute? A healer? Get real! We didn't see any sign of that before!"

"No wonder he took so many kicks and punches from Lei Tianxu and seemed fine. I thought he was just unusually tough, but it turns out he was healing himself all along."

Many in the stands refused to believe it, while on the online forum platforms, Wang Lan's fans were ecstatic.

The Wolf King is a Medical Attribute Star Martial Warrior. Anyone who has seen the Star Martial Championship knows this is no secret, and those who have studied Wang Lan closely also know it. But Wang Lan is only at the Star Shine Stage. How many of the big shots participating in the provincial martial arts tournament would have paid attention to him?

Hmm, Star Shine Stage. Trash. Skip. That was likely their first thought when glancing at his information.

By the time the tournament officially started and Wang Lan displayed his formidable strength, there was no more time or opportunity to research him.

So, those who knew, knew; those who didn't, looked on like fools, completely baffled.

Suddenly, Wang Lan discovered a new strategy that seemed perfect for the current situation. A wicked smile spread across his face. Alright, let's trade injury for injury! Let's hurt each other and see who gives in first!

In an instant, Wang Lan moved again, employing four Star Martial Skills in unison. Even if I don't have the advantage in speed, I can use Thunder Illusions to create deceptions. His body might not feel pain, fine, but the injuries he sustains are still real.

Wang Lan's tactics became shameless. Every move was designed to trade injury for injury, a battle strategy most effective at disrupting rhythm. The orderly combat they were used to—you attack, I block; you strike, I evade—suddenly devolved into confusion, making it unclear how to fight.

Even if Lei Tianxu held the advantage in speed, he couldn't just let Wang Lan chase him all over the arena, could he? He had activated the Inborn Talent of his Berserker Bloodline, yet not only was he not fighting like a berserker, he was also playing it incredibly safe. How could that be justified?

Trading injury for injury—both were ruthless.

But compared to Wang Lan's despicable tactics, Lei Tianxu seemed almost innocent. Clenching his teeth and holding his breath, his face filled with anger and grief, he watched Wang Lan's wounds rapidly heal while his own blood flowed freely.

After being forced to trade blows with Wang Lan yet again, Lei Tianxu gritted his teeth and collapsed.

Even the toughest of men couldn't withstand Wang Lan's shameless attrition. Finally, the man fell. And Wang Lan, watching the bloodied Lei Tianxu on the ground, secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

His Star Power was nearly depleted; had Lei Tianxu not fallen, Wang Lan would have had to concede.

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