The battle below raged relentlessly. Elder Xia Juetian launched punch after punch and kick after kick. His attacks appeared almost elementary in form and telegraphed, yet the sheer speed and power behind them made them nearly impossible to evade. As a result, the spirit beast was repeatedly sent flying like a cannonball. However, despite being struck repeatedly, it shrugged off the elder's attacks and continued its assault with ferocious tenacity.

The spirit beast bounced off bone pillars, the ground, and even trees with ease, as if its snake feet were the world's strongest springs. Its fighting style was brutally simple. Relentless and stubborn, like a bull ramming its horns against a wall, intent on creating a crack and eventually demolishing it entirely.

In just thirty seconds, they exchanged thousands of attacks. Bone trees and pillars fell one by one, devastating the area as brown dust clouds began to fill the air. The sound of their fight resembled repeated, loud thunderclaps, occasionally punctuated by the crash of falling pillars and trees.

Liu Xing's eyes followed them as fast as he could. The spirit beast lunged at the grand elder, its laughter eerie, like a madman unleashed after a thousand years of imprisonment. It opened its mouth wide, as if attempting to chomp on the grand elder's face.

When the grand elder held his position a bit longer than usual, Liu Xing knew the fight was transitioning to a more serious phase. A golden aura shaped like a tiger's head encased the elder's right fist, and with a smooth motion, he unleashed a powerful punch directly into its stomach.

Instantly, an explosion boomed as if hundreds of giant boulders had fallen from the sky. A powerful shockwave spread from the fist, causing the entire area around the two fighters to ripple as if the ground were water. The spirit beast folded in half, then launched horizontally like a jet taking off.

"A Tiger Fist," Liu Xing muttered.

It was similar to Xia Hongyi's attack, yet Liu Xing knew comparing the two was like comparing clear, refreshing water to mud. The elegance of its simple motion captivated him, and he knew that if he were to receive such an attack, he would be blown to smithereens like a popping balloon.

Liu Xing tracked the spirit beast with his eyes. As it flew horizontally a meter above the ground, it started spinning in the air. Then, it shot its two snake feet toward the ground, the heads of the snakes biting into the earth, creating a trail and successfully slowing its momentum.

Several moments later, it stood nonchalantly with a smile still wide, even though there was a hole in its stomach. It didn't even look hurt. The yellow eye nestled on the palm of the hand jutting from its clothes suddenly narrowed, and as if time were rewinding, the hole closed instantly.

"D-disgusting," it cackled, then opened its mouth so wide that its upper head looked as if it would be ripped off. Two yellow snakes emerged from its mouth like parasites disturbed from slumber, adding two more snakes on its body. After that, the spirit beast jumped toward the grand elder with renewed vigor.

The grand elder snorted, and then, with both hands now encased in an aura shaped like tiger heads, he punched the air repeatedly. Each punch created a ball of air encased in golden aura. In a fraction of a second, the grand elder shot several hundred punches, creating many golden auras that shot toward the spirit beast.

The two snakes jutting from the spirit beast's mouth began to glow green and opened their mouths. Shining silver swords emerged from the snakes' mouths, and when the golden attacks came, they slashed and stabbed at them, destroying the attacks.

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Liu Xing turned his head toward the elder. The elder's black eyes now looked furious as he unleashed thousands of similar attacks. As Liu Xing looked downward, it appeared as if he were a fisherman atop a boat, watching thousands of golden fish pass swiftly below. He tried to sense the qi from each of the golden balls, and when he realized each attack contained more qi than he possessed, his eyes widened. Yet, when he turned his head toward the spirit beast, it spun its two snake hands, two snake feet, and two snakes jutting from its mouth so fast that it looked protected by a blurry dome.

The sound of collision made the world and every bone tree around their fight tremble. Even in the air, Liu Xing could feel the chaotic wind created by the collision repeatedly hit his face and make his black hair sway.

"Terrifying," Liu Xing muttered. He was confident he could destroy several of these golden balls, but with the intensity of the attack, he would soon be overwhelmed and die. The most terrifying thing was that he knew both combatants were still not unleashing their strongest attacks.

Liu Xing focused his eyes on Elder Xia Juetian, wondering what he would do next. If he were the one unleashing all these golden balls and knew the enemy could handle them, he would try to devise a new strategy.

The elder continued unleashing powerful punches into the air, but this time, Liu Xing noticed a slight difference. Before, each of the golden balls was as big as a bucket, but now, Liu Xing sensed the attacks becoming bigger and bigger, until they were as big as human torsos. Moreover, some of the golden balls also transformed into tiger heads with ferocious eyes, roaring as they traveled through the air.

The spirit beast stopped cackling. Instead, its red face was now furious. It whipped its arms, feet, and the two snakes with blades jutting from its mouth even faster, but these bigger golden balls, as well as some of the golden tiger heads, proved stronger, faster, and tougher. Moreover, each golden ball exploded. While their explosions were not large, they successfully broke the rhythm of the spirit beast's movements, slowly but surely pushing it back, some of the golden balls ecen hitting its body.

The spirit beast began to screech. Its screech sounded ugly, like the sound of a chicken being choked to death. It retracted the snakes in its mouth, as well as its two snake hands and snake feet. Its body fell to the ground, and golden balls rushed toward it like a swarm of piranhas smelling blood.

Seeing the spirit beast on the ground, Liu Xing's heart beat faster. He knew this spirit beast was not suddenly surrendering. More likely, it would do something bigger to match Xia Juetian's ferocity.

As the foremost golden ball with a tiger's face approached, the spirit beast suddenly opened its mouth wide and shot something long and yellow from it. The long, yellow projectile hit the golden ball, making it explode in the air. Then, another long yellow projectile shot from its mouth, again and again, until thousands of them filled the air, matching the golden barrage unleashed by Xia Juetian.

As he watched from the air, Liu Xing realized that each of those long yellow projectiles was actually a snake. Some of the snakes held short swords in their mouths, and these kinds of snakes pierced several golden balls before their momentum faltered and they died.

As Liu Xing glanced at the spirit beast, he saw that it was no longer on the ground. Instead, a pale hand peeking from its clothes now acted as a foot. It connected its palm to the ground, pushing the now armless and footless spirit beast upward. Its mouth was open wide, like a snake trying to swallow a baby cow, but instead of swallowing something, it spat yellow snakes like a machine gun.

As Liu Xing held his breath, he could see that the golden balls and yellow snakes resemble two waves colliding and seemed intent on overwhelming the other.

Xia Juetian looked angry, and the spirit beast narrowed its eyes, as if it truly hated Xia Juetian. The fight was now equal again, but Liu Xing was sure this condition would not last.

"Enough!" Xia Juetian shouted. He suddenly stopped his relentless punches into the air. Instead, he held his stance, and his golden fist glowed so brightly that it shone like the morning sun.

Then, with a shout, Xia Juetian unleashed a single punch that shook the world. From his golden fist, a giant tiger, almost the size of the inverted triangle, leaped forth. The golden tiger roared as it bulldozed through every little snake that tried to pierce it. Its fur glowed, its fangs were bigger than Liu Xing, and it opened its mouth so wide it looked as if it wanted to swallow a small mountain.

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