I Don’t Want to Get Hurt, So I’ll Max Out My Defense

Chapter 207: 208: Foundation Grand Achievement, Begging to Die

Xing Mohan activated his cultivation technique, and a dark light surged around his body. His muscles bulged in blocks, and his figure grew significantly taller.

With a swift movement of his palms, he charged towards Li Xiaobai.

“Die!”

The enormous palm imprint struck Li Xiaobai’s chest with a thudding sound that echoed over the stage.

[Attribute Points +1000…]

This palm technique wasn’t bad, barely meeting the standards of the Nascent Soul Stage.

Li Xiaobai still had his hands behind his back, his face full of smiles. Xing Mohan’s eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost; he quickly retracted his hand and retreated explosively.

“You… how can you possibly withstand my strike without any harm?”

“Nothing is impossible. I just said that the basics are the most important. Young Master Xing, you have taken a narrow path,” Li Xiaobai said with a grin.

“Impossible. You must be pretending. The Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung is a top-level body refining technique. With that palm strike, you should already be gravely injured. Don’t force yourself to stand up. Just lie down honestly, and I will send someone to heal you!”

Xing Mohan said, not believing that anyone could remain unscathed after taking the palm strike he had just delivered, especially since Li Xiaobai just stood there and let him strike.

Li Xiaobai looked helpless. There was always a group of people who had an overly high opinion of themselves.

He spread his hands out: “Young Master Xing, your attack had no effect on me; my heart is undisturbed, and I even feel like laughing!”

“Dragon Elephant Seal!”

Enraged, Xing Mohan formed a seal with his hands, and a square Dragon Elephant Seal descended from the sky, crashing towards Li Xiaobai.

[Attribute Points +2000…]

The seal smashed onto Li Xiaobai’s head with a crisp sound, the stage below cracked, but Li Xiaobai remained unscathed. Xing Mohan almost popped his eyes out in shock.

The seal was a divine skill, but landing on the opponent’s head, it was like it hit a sponge, having no effect at all.

“How is this possible!”

“Young Master Xing, why are you hitting me with a brick? Here, hit this spot, it hurts more when you hit here.”

Li Xiaobai pointed to his own chest, his expression extremely arrogant.

“I will kill you!”

“Destructive Primordial Spirit!”

Xing Mohan went berserk, and behind him, a giant Demonic Divine Spirit manifested, covered in a layer of golden light that seemed to have giant dragons coiled around it, an effect of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung that could slightly enhance the Primordial Spirit.

With the explosive power of the Primordial Spirit, Xing Mohan struck out with supreme might, charging towards Li Xiaobai.

Another solid punch slammed into Li Xiaobai’s chest.

[Attribute Points +3000…]

A smile bloomed on Li Xiaobai’s face.

“Come on, keep going, don’t stop. Right now, you’re a tiny bit stronger than you were just now.”

“I, Li Xiaobai, humbly beg for death!”

Li Xiaobai continued, mercilessly mocking.

Xing Mohan’s eyes were bloodshot, feeling a great loss of face, and an unstoppable impulse raged within him as he launched a furious attack on Li Xiaobai, each punch feeling satisfying; his pleasure was as intense as my own.

Li Xiaobai watched the constantly increasing numbers on the system panel in front of him, feeling very happy insider.

[Attribute Points +2000…]

[Attribute Points +3000…]

[Attribute Points +4000…]

Xing Mohan seemed to be on the verge of going berserk, with the strength of his blows increasing. But at the same time, Li Xiaobai was puzzled. The rate at which the attribute points increased was significant, seemingly beyond what one at the Nascent Soul Stage should be capable of.

His gaze involuntarily glanced towards Elder Wang at the side.

At that moment, Elder Wang was forming a seal with his hands, muttering to himself, obviously doing something sneaky again, secretly lifting some of Xing Mohan’s restrictions and restoring some of his cultivation levels.

The rest of the onlookers were focused on the stage and didn’t notice the abnormality with Elder Wang.

“Young Master Xing is truly fierce!”

“Yes, his Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung is indeed powerful. In just a short span of incense burning, he has already mastered it to perfection. Such talent is truly terrifying.”

“However, Li Xiaobai also has some skills. He can actually hold on for so long, it seems he is not entirely a pushover.”

“But what’s the use of holding on? In front of Young Master Xing, he is still just taking a beating. Look, he doesn’t even have the strength to fight back now.”

“Exactly, the situation has already become one-sided…”

The onlookers didn’t understand the true situation on the stage, assuming that Xing Mohan was dominating, having a crushing advantage.

Only Xing Mohan, the person involved, knew that his attacks were completely ineffective, not causing even the slightest injury to his opponent.

The more he fought, the more alarmed he became. He wanted to retreat, but there was nowhere to retreat on the stage, and the opponent’s provocations always made him furious, involuntarily wanting to fight desperately.

Li Xiaobai silently endured Xing Mohan’s attacks, and the System’s Attribute Points were increasing ever higher.

[Attribute Points +4000…]

[Attribute Points: 50000.]

All in on defense!

[Defensive Power: Flesh Divine (300000/1000000) Can Advance.]

This genius has provided fifty thousand Attribute Points in one go.

Xing Mohan’s offensive was showing signs of fatigue; the incessant high-intensity attacks were wearing him out, and the Primodial Spirit Phantom behind him had considerably shrunk.

“You only learned the Basic Body Tempering Technique, how could you possibly be so powerful!”

Xing Mohan’s eyes were filled with unwillingness, the disparity in strength made him despair.

“The basics are the foundation for cultivators, Young Master Xing, your vision is too narrow!”

Li Xiaobai said indifferently; the guy’s strength had diminished, not providing as many Attribute Points as before.

“Stop bluffing, no matter what method you used, today you are certain to die!”

Xing Mohan roared angrily, his hands forming a Seal Spell, and his figure suddenly soared: “Dragon Elephant Nine Transformations!”

This was the secret technique of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung that could drastically increase physical strength in a short period.

The Demonic Divine Spirit fused into his flesh, veins bulging, filled with wild power.

A huge palm covered in mysterious totemic patterns thunderously pressed down, the wind from its force howling.

Li Xiaobai still stood in place without moving. This strike must be the opponent’s full effort.

Hitting Li Xiaobai’s chest without reservation, the fierce punch caused the spectators to squint their eyes against the gale-force winds.

[Attribute Points +5000…]

Li Xiaobai nodded his head, not bad at all.

Reflect is activated, the game is over.

“Pu!”

In an instant, Xing Mohan was sent flying backward, fresh blood spewing from his mouth, his body deflated like a burst ball as he rapidly shrank and rolled off the stage.

Everyone was petrified.

“What’s going on, how could Young Master Xing have lost?”

“Did you all understand what happened? Clearly, it was Li Xiaobai getting pressed down and hit. How could it be that Young Master Xing is the one defeated?”

“I don’t get it, Li Xiaobai didn’t even make a move, there wasn’t even a fluctuation of Spiritual Power. How could he possibly have injured Young Master Xing?”

“This Li Xiaobai is extraordinary, probably a case of a sheep in wolf’s clothing!”

The cultivators had looks of shock on their faces. Xing Mohan, who was pressing his opponent just moments ago, had been sent flying in an instant with blood spurting from his mouth and suffering severe injuries. And they couldn’t discern at all how Li Xiaobai managed to do it, which was simply astonishing to behold.

What kind of trick was this?