Stepping forward, Lin Xiu found his impact dodged by the opponent, immediately twisting his body and kicking.
His right leg stretched straight, like a long spear.
Bang!
Taking a few steps back, Wu Hao stabilized his figure, feeling a tingling sensation in his hands.
Where the arms and legs made contact, there was a hot and stingy feeling.
"Quick reaction, you seem more interesting than those guys before."
A light gleam of targeting prey appeared in Wu Hao's eyes. Facing the oncoming Lin Xiu again, he did not flinch.
The two collided, fists and feet clashing, the attacks were like a storm.
The people around the ring, witnessing this scene, couldn't help but be stunned.
The opponents Lin Xiu faced before were mostly quick victories, and everyone thought he relied on his strength to overpower them.
But everything happening in front of them now changed their understanding.
Facing Wu Hao, Lin Xiu's attacks were incredibly fast, seamlessly switching between defense and offense, and he surprisingly did not fall behind.
"Is it fake? Can Lin Xiu really compete evenly with Wu Hao?" Doubtful, Xiao Yu rubbed her eyes, re-examining the two figures on the stage.
As a result, the scene she least wanted to accept became a reality.
"Elder sister, Wu Hao doesn't seem as terrifying as you said. Lin Xiu is not at a disadvantage at all."
Xiao Mei's vacant voice sounded somewhat irritating to Xiao Yu's ears.
She turned Xiao Mei's face to meet her gaze. "Stay clear-headed. Wu Hao hasn't gone all out yet. Lin Xiu is just a servant. How could he be Wu Hao's match?"
"Elder sister, don't get agitated. I'm quite clear-headed. It's you who..."
Xiao Mei broke free from the other's grip.
"I'm clear-headed too. Let's just watch the match; the results will prove everything." Not letting Xiao Mei finish her sentence, Xiao Yu shifted her gaze to the stage.
Xiao Mei, also looking at the stage, didn't notice the hint of shock in her elder sister's eyes.
"What's going on? Weird things are happening more and more. Having a Xiao Yan in the family is one thing, but now a servant from someone else's family is actually holding his own against Wu Hao with the Dou Technique he practiced on the road."
Xiao Yu even doubted Lin Xiu's identity, wondering if there was a misunderstanding or a rumor.
Not far away.
Standing in front of his class students, Huo Lan's facial expression seemed unchanged, but the muscles at the corners of his mouth trembled slightly due to excitement.
"Such a terrifying talent. Regardless of whether he can win first place this time, my opinion won't change!"
No one knew Lin Xiu better than Huo Lan because all the Dou Techniques Lin Xiu used were personally taught by him.
From Lin Xiu's initial exploration and practice to now effortlessly using it on the stage, it seemed almost instinctive, and each move was perfectly executed.
This didn't at all resemble a student who had been practicing for less than a month.
On the contrary, if it weren't for Huo Lan knowing all of this, he would feel like Lin Xiu had been specializing in this Dou Technique for several years.
Sensing the gaze, Huo Lan looked back and saw Ge Mu. His expression didn't look very pleasant at the moment.
This was quite normal; not long ago, Ge Mu had come specifically to mock and ridicule him.
"If Lin Xiu can take down Wu Hao, that would be quite interesting." Several revenge scenarios against Ge Mu flashed through Huo Lan's mind.
But he quickly shook his head, dismissing these bold thoughts.
Because Wu Hao hadn't gone all out yet; it seemed like he had encountered a formidable opponent and was currently in a serious competition.
And all of this depended on Wu Hao not being serious yet. Once he went all out, ordinary 1 Star or 2 Star Dou Practitioners would find it challenging to resist.
"Too bad, if there was just a bit more time, I would have definitely taught Lin Xiu a Black Rank Low-Level Dou Technique," sighed Huo Lan inwardly.
Considering Wu Hao's family background, it wasn't surprising that he knew a Black Rank Low-Level Dou Technique.
"Lin Xiu, is that all you've got?" Standing a few meters away from Lin Xiu, Wu Hao frowned as he inquired.
Encountering someone at the same level who could match him in a fight was quite rare.
He had initially planned to have a good bout with Lin Xiu, but after a dozen rounds, he found that the opponent knew very few Dou Techniques, and the attack methods were extremely monotonous.
The interest in using the same moves repeatedly rapidly declined for Wu Hao.
"Yes," Lin Xiu didn't expect him to ask this, nodded lightly, "Don't worry, these moves are enough to defeat you."
"Hmm? You don't think that was my full strength just now, do you?" Wu Hao didn't expect Lin Xiu to become so confident, showing a hint of surprise.
He shook his right hand, forming a fist with his fingers. "Now, I'll show you my true strength. Three moves to settle this!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Hao dashed forward.
Like a fleeting shadow, Lin Xiu saw Wu Hao charging towards him.
A faint glow emanated from the right fist of the opponent, a sign that Dou Qi was gathering after using a Dou Technique.
"Qi Strength!"
Crossing his hands, Lin Xiu directed all his Dou Qi to his arms.
Almost simultaneously, a terrifying force erupted from his wrists. Lin Xiu stood on the ground with slightly bent knees, avoiding the awkwardness of kneeling.
"See, Xiao Mei, did I not say it right? Once Wu Hao gets serious, Lin Xiu's defeat is a matter of minutes."
Xiao Yu, seeing Lin Xiu falling behind, seemed to finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Hearing her elder sister's words, Xiao Mei didn't feel happy or excited. She bit her lip, her gaze tightly locked onto the stage.
"True strength? Is this all?" Standing a bit straighter, Lin Xiu lifted Wu Hao's assault. "Well, it's my turn now. Forgot to tell you, I haven't unleashed my true strength either."
Through the gaps between his fist and arm, the slight upturn of Lin Xiu's mouth caught Wu Hao's gaze.
Wu Hao was somewhat skeptical of Lin Xiu's words. Even though the extent of Dou Qi in his body was just average, could he have a hidden Dou Technique?
"Constitution, add points!"
With a low click in his mind, Lin Xiu allocated two Attribute Points to Constitution.
[Constitution: 8 —> 10]
A surge of energy erupted from deep within his body, sweeping through his entire being, dispelling the fatigue from the previous battle.
At this moment, Lin Xiu felt the terrifying power hidden in the muscles of his body.
Pushing his hands upward, while neutralizing Wu Hao's attack, Lin Xiu also saw the surprised expression on his face.
Clearly, Wu Hao didn't anticipate Lin Xiu's sudden increase in strength.
Seizing the moment when Wu Hao was airborne, Lin Xiu immediately closed in, pushing aside Wu Hao's obstruction, and his shoulder forcefully collided with Wu Hao's chest.
Wu Hao's descending figure, which was about to land, lifted slightly once again in that moment.
"I can't let him knock me off the stage!" Flashes of Lin Xiu's previous battles crossed Wu Hao's mind. He reached out, grabbing Lin Xiu's shoulders.
But his hands were deflected by Lin Xiu's swatting palm.
A faint glow gathered on Lin Xiu's palm. At this moment, his hand seemed to transform into a hardened blade, effortlessly breaking through Wu Hao's defense.
"Mountain Breaker!"
Seeing the opportune moment, Lin Xiu slid his leg on the ground. With a swift body rotation, he ascended gradually, creating a lightning-like streak in the air, and then collided with Wu Hao's chest.
At the critical moment, Wu Hao used both hands to block his chest.
However, while he protected his own body, he couldn't neutralize the force contained in Lin Xiu's kick.
Before landing, Wu Hao felt a powerful force, and the distance between him and Lin Xiu quickly widened.
By the time Wu Hao stabilized his body, his feet were already standing on the ground outside the stage.
"I lost?" Lifting his gaze from under his feet, Wu Hao looked at Lin Xiu on the stage, feeling somewhat incredulous.
He still had many techniques that he hadn't had the chance to use!
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