It's so painful! So hard! So difficult!

The door was closed, and Bai Lin continued to lean back on her sofa, relaxing. To be honest, she still enjoyed this competition. After all, since the first round, the competition organizers had been treating her better and better, and she had never encountered an opponent who made it difficult for her to win.

If Kong hadn't made advance arrangements, it's possible he'd have sent someone to ask Bai Lin if she needed a gigolo. Aside from the fact that the nature of the competition wasn't what she'd imagined, everything was quite pleasant. Just treat it as a chance to relax.

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"This woman stormed in like a storm, stepping majestically into this blood-soaked world. With her bare fists, she swiftly fought her way through numerous obstacles, defeating her opponents while simultaneously shattering many of the audience's prejudices against her. Facts proved that she possessed not only an incredibly beautiful and divine appearance, but also formidable strength!"

The commentator's voice rang out. Bai Lin's consecutive wins that night really made the audience quite angry, so much so that before he even got to the climax, the audience below had already started to cheer.

"Some say that appearance has nothing to do with inner strength; as long as one has the heart to fight for the title of strongest, then they are qualified warriors. Others say that her appearance and martial arts belong to the same faction, and that she is an angel sent from heaven, bringing gentle victory to all warriors."

The commentator raised his left hand, and a beam of white light shot out diagonally from the entrance. He shouted,

"Seekers from the other side!"

The commentator who was shouting an unknown name raised his other hand.

"Angel of Judgment!"

"A rising dark horse known as both, an extremely powerful and popular contestant. Bai Lin Ersh Levitan!"

As the two beams of light intersected and merged, filling the field, an explosion erupted. Bai Lin's figure slowly emerged from the smoke and dust. There were faint indentations beneath her feet, and she herself was surrounded by the surrounding white light.

With such a flamboyant entrance, Bai Lin was clearly already immersed in the atmosphere. She waved to the audience who were calling her name, adding to the atmosphere.

"Hmm, that's pretty good. Sora, is this the person you brought with you?"

A deep male voice echoed from the upper VIP room. A thin, middle-aged man, dressed in formal attire but with more pockets and accessories, slowly inquired from his seat. Although his hair had thinned, his demeanor still gave him the air of a dignified superior.

"Yes, my Lord."

Sora sat demurely in the second seat, her arms folded across her lap. Dressed like this, she looked like a noblewoman, yet she still retained the subtle intimacy of a maid outfit. This was part of her mystery, her aura shifting to an eerie degree.

Her youthful face, white fake hair, and unique cherry-pink eyes were all so vivid. Against the backdrop of her predominantly black evening gown, she looked much more dignified, as long as she wasn't wearing sunglasses.

"The reason why I said the competition was interesting today is because of her. And as far as I know, she is the Holy Son who saved the world in the rumors about Camitran."

Sora said this, his tone still making it hard to tell whether it was calm or friendly, but Guan Jue nodded as if he was used to it, and then asked,

"Didn't they say... that Long Yucheng before was the Holy Son?"

Sora shook his head. "He's a complete fake. Do you remember what happened with the Cat Spirits a few days ago..."

"Oh, so impressive, that's quite interesting."

After listening to Kong for a while, Guan Jue stood up with great interest. At this moment, the middle-aged fat man sitting on the other side of Guan Jue, holding a cigar, said,

"However, I'm afraid that even you, the Holy Son, cannot defeat my men. Those who pursue pure martial arts are not something that a mere adventurer like you can defeat!"

The fat man was a little bald, his big belly almost bursting his clothes, and his face was very fierce. However, Kong also understood that this guy had no ill intentions. He was just a person who liked to watch martial artists fight, so he became the organizer of this boxing match. So Kong also turned his head slightly and said,

"Then let's wait and see."

After all, no one could have imagined that Bai Lin would be able to fight.

Just then, a thudding sound was heard from a distance. Bai Lin noticed that the ground beneath her feet was also shaking. She looked in the direction of the sound and frowned slightly.

"The earth trembles, a terrifying rumble begins! Who is it? Who is it? Of course, it's the final hurdle we must overcome in our boxing match. His body is as solid as a mountain, yet he is as agile as the wind. He guards the championship throne, waiting for any fighter who thinks he has the strength to challenge him."

Chapter 311 The Guardian of the Demon Gate

When the commentator introduced this character, his tone changed completely. Feeling the earth tremble, Bai Lin remembered what Kong had said to him earlier, "Be careful not to flip over." And considering he was the "guardian of the championship," he must be a highly skilled and permanent member of the team.

Bai Lin vaguely sensed a sense of crisis, and the edge of the field suddenly lit up with an orange light, while the commentator continued to pave the way for the arrival of this player.

"He stands atop a mountaintop, yet like another mountain, he brings despair to the contestants who have made their way here. He stands 1.87 meters tall and weighs 83 kilograms! The demon king, seated deep within the maze, strikes down the iron hammer of frustration on every brave warrior."

"Let us once again call out the name of that great demon. Simon—Fang!"

As the light in the arena grew brighter, a tall figure gradually emerged from the shadows. The man walked slowly out of the entrance with steady steps.

When Bai Lin saw him for the first time, he could feel that his body was extremely powerful. The black robe he was wearing could not hide the lines of his muscles at all, which showed that Simon was very strong.

Describing him as a mountain was a fitting description for most of the competitors. Even Bai Lin, who had battled many masters before, sensed an unprecedented steadiness in him. He wasn't necessarily as outrageously strong as Xifa and Kong, but his imminent presence was like an iron wall pressing down on Bai Lin.

Watching him slowly approach, Bai Lin had a strange thought. The referee's announcement of whether the match had begun seemed meaningless at that moment. Every step he took forward was a challenge to Bai Lin, a collision of his aura with his own.

This was the clash of fighting spirits. Two men truly dedicated to their martial arts finally met. Bai Lin clearly sensed the difference between Simon and the previous death fighters, and her expression grew serious.

Bai Lin's golden pupils, as clear as a lake, gradually intensified to a depth of five fathoms. He met Simon's gaze head-on, colliding with the pressure. Simon, however, continued his advance with complete composure, unfazed and showing no intention of retaliating. The only parts of his body that moved were his advancing legs and his braided hair.

After squaring himself, he didn't respond to the supporters around him. Instead, Bai Lin saw a hint of helplessness and discomfort in his purple eyes, as if he was allergic to cheers.

"I watched your match just now, and you fought very well. You're probably more than just an adventurer, right? To be able to study martial arts to this level, you must have put in a lot of effort."

Simon spoke slowly, his voice sounding younger than his calm exterior. Bai Lin was quite pleased with the slightly fluctuating praise. In this moment of facing a formidable enemy, Bai Lin didn't intend to be too casual. She responded with the traditional Chinese art of "Chong Chinese people,

"You're flattering me. I'm just a jack of all trades, a martial arts thief who enjoys stealing other people's moves. You're quite impressive, being the permanent gatekeeper for the underground boxing matches here. You must be a real fighter."

Simon's serious face showed a slight smile, and he nodded as if agreeing with Bai Lin's words.

"Yes, I've always been addicted to this. So, I've been waiting here for a worthy enough opponent. Unfortunately, most of the guys who meet me can't get past me. And even if I lose, most of the time it's still not satisfying enough."

Bai Lin saw the hint of dejection in Simon's eyes. Indeed, for someone truly devoted to martial arts and combat, this arena was hardly a good fit. Most of the fighters were clearly in it for the money, especially the fifty or so most outrageous scumbags. Finding a suitable opponent in a place like this was a bit of a gamble, but this place was a good choice. After all, in this world, those who fought purely with bare hands were still a minority.

Bai Lin could use various weapons, though not exclusively. However, she knew that even a weapon-incompetent person of similar build could easily defeat a so-called martial arts master. Even for self-defense, not many people would specifically learn boxing techniques.

In her original world, she had some physical flaws, so she didn't get too involved in hand-to-hand combat. But she actually really enjoyed this kind of fist-to-flesh combat, and was even a little obsessed with it. So when she left behind her physical flaws and came to this world—

Of course, you have to enjoy it when you should.

Bai Lin's legs began to hop, and he expertly moved his hands up and down, his steps hopping back and forth. Simon, on the other hand, flung off his outer robe, revealing a muscular build. He raised his fists in front of him, lowered his body, and faced Bai Lin calmly.

"Are you ready?!" the referee asked the two of them.

"Completely fine." Although Bai Lin was answering the referee's words, his eyes were always fixed on Simon.

"Me too." Simon kept responding to the gazes, without any intention of being distracted.

As the two masters began their confrontation, the audience's anticipation reached a fever pitch. Amidst the roar of the crowd, the two men faced off calmly, as if they had already begun a match, not daring to lose focus for a moment. The simmering aura of confrontation permeated the entire arena.

"A clash of the new and the old! A showdown between angels and demons! Who will emerge victorious? The competition begins."

"Well, let's start!" The referee immediately waved his arm and announced the start of the game.

Simon, previously incredibly calm, immediately tensed his body and lunged for Bai Lin's face. Despite his bulk, his speed seemed no less impressive than Bai Lin's. She immediately shielded herself with her arms and retreated to the side, a common tactic of hers.

But in her haste, Bai Lin wasn't able to release all her strength, and numbing pain immediately spread from her arm. She couldn't use the force to gain more distance. But Bai Lin had always been a person with a keen sense of combat. The moment she realized something was wrong, she rushed out with her other hand, and after doing so, she stomped her leg directly onto Simon's bent knee.

Chapter 312: Broken Iron

Blocking means blocking forward movement. As everyone knows, the knee joints of larger men are generally less resilient, so Bai Lin aimed in that direction. While retracting his leg and blocking Simon's fist, Bai Lin gradually adjusted his mindset from the previously relaxed battle.

She leaned down and threw a jab at Xifa's face. While Xifa defended, he immediately swung back with a swing. Bai Lin's face now showed a sinister expression.

In a bare-handed combat situation, if two highly skilled fighters were fighting, the other would generally not be able to find an opening when defending. However, when attacking, the situation would be completely different. Bai Lin employed the most typical trap-type tactics.

The circle activated, and Bai Lin immediately shifted his center of gravity, leaning his waist to the side, contracting his back muscles, separating his body from Simon's fist for a brief moment. At the same time, while withdrawing his jab, he shifted his footing and twisted his power, delivering a powerful hook to his jaw.

Simon took Bai Lin's powerful punch firmly, and even his sturdy body couldn't help but tremble. A little spit sprayed out from between his clenched teeth, and the strength in his hand also loosened, and his punch completely failed to hit Bai Lin.

Bai Lin naturally wouldn't relax anymore. He took a sideways step forward, countered the swing, and threw a punch, hitting Simon's ear. Simon's brain suddenly trembled, and his eyes began to blur. It was obvious that his consciousness was gradually dissipating. Bai Lin's attack was very effective.

Taking advantage of this opening, Bai Lin smoothly shifted her body sideways, sidling up to Simon's side. She drew herself down, preparing to deliver the final blow. Like a diver, she explored deeper within her body, tensing every muscle without reservation, recklessly exploring the depths with her physical body, regardless of the cost.

To shake a mountain with a human body, one must refine both the points and the surface to the ultimate level. Using only the points without the surface can only damage the surface. Using only the surface without the points can only damage the surface. So, what is the technique that can condense the points and the surface into one?

This answer was given by Bai Lin's ancestors thousands of years ago. Under the premise of injuring oneself, the desperate move of using one's body as a spear—

Tieshankao

Bai Lin's side and back pressed against Simon's, a massive gust of wind sweeping across the entire area, shattering the ground and sending iron nets flying. His iron-hard body collided with the mountain's calm form, and while the two sides might have been inseparable, the mountain was the passive recipient.

The weight of his entire being, the strength of his entire being. With just this one blow, a thud more terrifying than a bomb exploded. Simon's body didn't fly out, but Bai Lin completely pushed him back. His hands fell naturally at his sides, appearing completely defenseless.

Good, but not good enough! Although Bai Lin had unleashed this attack with absolutely no reserve, the Iron Mountain Rely technique was actually quite difficult to pull off in actual combat. She had only managed to unleash this attack with sufficient preconditions; in reality, she needed a more threatening attack to bring down the mountain before her.

In the battle between Bai Ri and Kong, she swung the gun four times in a row, thanks to her deep understanding of the center of gravity and her own comprehension of the combo, and the current situation was the same.

The force of her entire body thrust forward was partially neutralized by Simon's attack. She didn't try to change her stance against the force, but instead took advantage of it, taking a step forward with an unsteady stance and an awkward side-footing. Then, twisting her body, she launched a spinning kick. The kick, like a gust of wind and fire, struck Simon's temple, like the Grim Reaper's scythe, ready to reap the final blow.

thump——

"Oh!!! Simon, Simon!! He actually blocked Bai Lin's consecutive attacks and caught her life-threatening kick!!" the commentator shouted excitedly.

Bai Lin's source of power, the engine within her that had been driving the pursuit, stalled. Her calf was strangled by Simon's elbow and neck muscles, and she could no longer move an inch.

Simon completely ignored the large red mark on the side of his neck from the violent blow, and just like a hyena biting its prey, he firmly grasped Bai Lin's legs. He exhaled slowly, raised his head a little, and looked down at Bai Lin with a gloomy face.

"You're not the only one who can use tactics, adventurer. Although you have a thorough understanding of the human body, you don't seem to fully understand my martial arts. This may be one of the reasons for your failure."

Bai Lin's legs trembled, held tightly in the opponent's grasp. Even if her blow, deflected by the opponent's force, had missed her temple, a strike to the spine would have been fatal. But Simon, standing before her, acted as if nothing had happened. He merely regarded her with a dangerous and indifferent gaze, his words uttering cruel words.

The mountain has embedded the human body, and it would be difficult to escape.

"Then let's begin the real competition. Adventurer, you'd better be mentally prepared."

Short words, ruthless narration. Bai Lin's one-legged stance was incredibly unstable, and Simon easily swung her up and slammed her back against the ground. Bai Lin didn't even have time to tuck herself back, her entire face making direct contact with the ground. She spat out a mouthful of blood, her eyes filled with shock.

It’s too fast, I c.

Based on Bai Lin's initial estimate of Simon's speed, her attack was practically guaranteed to hit. And this fall had even surpassed her own expectations. Could it be that from the very beginning, this tall, burly fellow had been hiding his true speed? Could someone be so outrageous?

The question in Bai Lin's mind was about something that everyone in the room knew. That was the martial arts that Xifa himself practiced.

"Wo Jin is as magnanimous as the earth, and its bursts can shatter iron. If I must explain its principle, it's actually very simple. The movement and compression of the earth's crust causes large-scale ground cracks, which are also known as earthquakes. And if this power is controlled by humans, it would be extremely difficult."

"Simon is a fighter based on the earth element, so after learning some techniques in his hometown, he evolved them to this point. Sora, you didn't tell that little girl this news. You really think too highly of her. I almost cried for her."

The bald boss of the arena was happily explaining Simon's abilities in the VIP room.

Chapter 313: Fist Exchange

The boss boasted as if the person showing off his skills on the stage was not Simon, but himself.

After listening to his boastful explanation, Kong smiled slightly, without even looking at the boss, and replied calmly,

"Who knows? Maybe she won't be happy for me to tell her."

If he simply regarded Bai Lin as a little girl, then this guy might have been a boxing boss for so long in vain. Sora thought to himself.

The fight on the field was still fierce. After a few throws and Simon's pursuit, Bai Lin bit her lip to sober herself up. She immediately used one hand to support herself on the ground, exerted force from her waist, and kicked her other leg straight up, wrapping it around Simon's thick arms, obviously trying to initiate a cross armbar.

Simon was no fool, and the moment Bai Lin started to fight back, he swung her towards the edge of the field. Bai Lin's body hit the wire mesh hard, and even though it was made of specially reinforced material, her body still broke through the mesh, and a small amount of wire directly pierced her body.

Fortunately, it wasn't pierced too deep. Bai Lin was so thankful, slowly holding the net behind him and stood up tremblingly.

"Originally, I thought I could keep this move hidden until the critical moment before victory. But your attack was quite fierce, adventurer, forcing me to use it early."

"Listen carefully, adventurer. In this death arena, combat is far more than simple hand-to-hand combat. I'm afraid you may have overlooked this point because you won so easily before."

Simon didn't immediately pursue. Instead, he flexed his spine and spoke to Bai Lin in a commanding voice. The crackling sound of his bones moving was chilling. Although he looked seriously injured, his behavior showed that Bai Lin's attack hadn't affected him at all. Instead, his momentum was even stronger than before.

Although the fundamental structure of the mountains will be destroyed after an earthquake, there is no doubt that the mountains will become more raised.

Bai Lin looked at the opponent in front of him, raised his hands, but no longer moved in an offensive posture. Instead, he planted his feet on the ground, taking advantage of the opportunity when the opponent was talking to restore his strength and condition.

Really, this basket hit really hurts.

The sudden burst of speed and power directly raised Simon's combat prowess in Bai Lin's eyes. The root of human fear lies, on the one hand, in the unknown, and on the other hand, in the power. Simon, at this moment, already occupied two points in Bai Lin's eyes.

The opponent with a gloomy face and heavy strides forward, Simon is just as the commentator said, a great demon guarding the bottom of the level. Bai Lin focused and began to analyze.

Although Bai Lin had observed the sudden surge of magical energy within Simon's body through her divine power, she speculated that the sudden increase in his strength and speed was probably due to that surge of magical energy. However, to further understand the cause, she needed to test it further.

Next, he couldn't rush into an all-out attack, but he also couldn't let his momentum drop too low, as part of his strength, the Blazing Iron Forging Technique, was related to momentum. Judging from the current offensive, if he fell into a disadvantage a few more times, he would probably be defeated.

Bai Lin calmed his breathing, and Simon also calmed his momentum. Another contact was about to begin.

"Oh, the two contestants are sizing each other up again, each pondering their next, most suitable move, intent on completely tearing the other apart! Even after the fight has stopped, there's no dull moment on this field!"

Simon was the first to move. He instantly lowered his body, his right hand piercing the ground. Bai Lin, who was about to charge forward, widened her eyes the moment she caught sight of this movement. Her intuition told her that this was no ordinary move.

Simon exhaled and roared, overturning a large piece of loose earth and sand from the cracked ground, and it crashed into Bai Lin. Bai Lin immediately raised her hands to defend herself, but the mud shattered into thousands of pieces as it collided with her.

Everyone knew that a loud and powerful attack was usually just a feint. Simon certainly didn't think that this mud slab could crush Bai Lin. He also leaped up to attack, hiding behind the mud slab and punching Bai Lin with a downward force.

Given the weight of his punch and the downward force it exerted, Bai Lin certainly wouldn't dare confront him head-on. She immediately activated her circle, stepped sideways, and collided her raised hands with the end of Simon's swing. Then, before Simon's body hit the ground, she immediately used the momentum to move closer to the side mesh and delivered a hook punch straight to his face.

Simon, unwilling to be outdone, took Bai Lin's punch with a fierce expression, instantly taking two steps back. But before Bai Lin could pursue, his punch came barreling down at her even faster. Bai Lin cleverly parried the first punch from the side, but before she could continue, Simon launched another attack at her abdomen with his other hand.

Taking this blow was no joke. In a hurry, Bai Lin turned back to defend himself, but was knocked back again. This time, Simon didn't wait for a moment, but took a step forward and chased Bai Lin with a flurry of punches.

Jun's Spear

A massive, uninterrupted barrage of blows rained down on her like a raging storm, each one incredibly heavy and swift. Bai Lin's ribs, shoulder bones, and left forearm bones all cracked. She gritted her teeth and fought back, using her powerful dynamic vision to fiercely block Simon's punch with her own fist. Then, with her other hand, she lunged at Simon's chest.

With a clang, Bai Lin's attack missed Simon's target due to his shift in weight, hitting him weakly on the chest. Simon continued to push forward with the hand that held Bai Lin in place, determined to completely overwhelm him head-on.