The Post Sky Tipping Era
Chapter 63 - 52 Both Sides Suffer

Chapter 63: Chapter 52 Both Sides Suffer

Spirit Medium Li Yi marshaled all his strength, his spirit focused, and with one exertion his Fist Power burst out in an instant, mobilizing an unstoppable momentum. He seemed like an enraged commoner, determined to see Ning Wu bleed on the streets tonight.

Suddenly.

Ning Wu’s heavy punch collided with Li Yi’s fist at this moment.

"Bang!"

At that moment, it was as if the air itself exploded. Both contenders were murderous, showing no mercy, each desperately aiming to take down the other in the shortest time possible.

The physical prowess of the Inspiration Realm combined with breathing methods akin to those of a Fierce Beast resulted in an astonishing burst of power, but Li Yi’s Boxing Techniques were even more exquisite. The strength of his entire body converged, twisting into a force, one punch strong enough to penetrate the human body. It was just that Li Yi’s physical condition was not as good as Ning Wu’s, lower by a notch.

But who was stronger and who was weaker would only be known after the fight.

The powerful force made both step back several meters in unison.

Li Yi’s fist dripped with blood, his skin torn apart, his muscles and bones ripped open, leaving his entire arm in excruciating pain, lifeless, and then it seemed to lose all sensation, making it difficult to even raise it now.

But Ning Wu was also in bad shape, her arm too was powerless and hanging down, her palm twisted and deformed, bearing a clear Fist Mark, so deep it reached the marrow and crippled her arm.

"This guy..." She clenched her teeth, enduring the intense pain, her eyes, slightly narrowed, fixed intently on Li Yi.

"My punch wasn’t pleasant, was it? It’s a pity that I haven’t trained long enough, and my physical condition is not as good as yours; otherwise, you would have already lost with that last punch."

Li Yi, too, glared at her, his feet rooted to the ground, adopting a Boxing Stance.

Though he talked tough, his current state was not good.

His abdomen had been kicked before, and now it throbbed painfully. One hand had hit an opponent’s sniper rifle and was somewhat fractured from the recoil; it was now swollen, and after the recent clash, his other hand had also been injured and feared unusable for a short time.

Ning Wu continued to adjust her breathing, her low groans growing louder, her skin reddening, her eyes filled with unabated murderous intent, "Your muscle strength, bone density, and even your reaction time, life force are all inferior to mine. If we continue to fight, you will surely die. Hand over the Mysterious Object and I can spare you."

As the word "Mysterious Object" was spoken.

Kong Sheng, who had been gathering Wang Kui’s body in the building, immediately appeared at the window.

As a Cultivator, he was highly sensitive to the words "Mysterious Object."

"What Mysterious Object? I have no idea what you’re talking about. If I had obtained a Mysterious Object, would I still be here? I would have long delivered it, received a hefty sum of money, and entered Golden Academy. Are you trying to frame me with this opportunity?"

Li Yi would never admit to having a Mysterious Object, especially since Ning Wu was merely speculating without any evidence. Besides, given his current state, revealing the Mysterious Object would be suicidal.

Who knows how many eyes were watching him from the residential buildings nearby.

"Who are you trying to fool? If you don’t have a Mysterious Object, why did you make a breakthrough to the Spirit Medium Realm in such a short month?" Ning Wu challenged.

Li Yi quickly found an excuse, "I encountered a lucky break in a dangerous zone called Ghost Street, and it’s where I learned my Boxing, something Yang Yilong is aware of. If you trained there, you might be even faster than me. I don’t know where you got your misinformation."

"You’re trying to deceive me? I don’t believe you. I’ll find the Mysterious Object myself after killing you."

Ning Wu raged at this point, not buying Li Yi’s words. Her strength and speed increased noticeably, and she attacked him once again in an instant.

Her agile form was as dangerous as a Fierce Beast.

Ning Wu’s leg whip created afterimages in mid-air, heading straight for Li Yi’s head.

"You think I’m afraid of you?"

Li Yi roared back, his spirit gathered, and his body unexpectedly responsive. He too raised his leg, responding with a powerful kick.

With all his Jin Qi mobilized, his strike was extraordinary.

They collided again, the air exploding once more.

This level of power was beyond human tolerance. Li Yi heard a bone-cracking sound within his body, his shin immediately fractured, and intense pain contorted his face as cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

But Ning Wu was also in torment. Her shin caved in from the impact of Li Yi’s burst of Fist Power, and though the bone did not break, a part of it was completely shattered, leaving her in suffering no less than Li Yi’s.

However, relying on her superior physical condition, Ning Wu quickly adapted and didn’t retreat; instead, she attacked again, seeking an opportunity to exchange blows and find a chance to take down Li Yi.

Li Yi didn’t retreat an inch either, his murderous intent boiling over as he adopted a boxing stance and met her attack head-on.

The two exchanged blows with fists and feet, engaged in a life-and-death struggle, unwilling to give ground.

Ning Wu, with her quick reactions and strong power, could unleash a tremendous force in a short span, inflicting wounds on Li Yi with every attack. However, these severe injuries were not life-threatening.

Li Yi, through his recent training, could unleash his Jin Qi from various parts of his body, allowing him to strike with the same Fist Power using his elbows, knees, shoulders, and not just his fists.

This boxing technique caused Ning Wu a great deal of suffering.

The most dangerous moment for Li Yi came when he reacted too slowly and took a hit to the head, which left him dizzy and nearly unconscious. Unfortunately for Ning Wu, her blow was scattered, and her injury weakened her strength just enough for him to tenaciously hang on.

Even so, his eyes were bloodshot, completely red, and his head buzzed.

Although Ning Wu had gained a slight advantage, Li Yi’s Fist Power was too heavy. Even though she appeared to suffer little injury, every blow she received either shattered bone or tore muscle, and as a consequence, she lost some mobility.

"Who will win and who will lose in the end?" Kong Sheng, watching this scene from inside a building, couldn’t help but feel his heart pound in his chest.

However, he also had a rough idea as to why Ning Wu, accompanied by Crow and his gang, had come in the middle of the night to take out Li Yi. She suspected that Li Yi had a Mysterious Object on him.

But from their conversation, Kong Sheng believed that Ning Wu’s guess was wrong; it was very likely that Li Yi didn’t have the Mysterious Object. He must’ve had a fortuitous encounter in the danger zone, which led to the misunderstanding.

After all, the Mysterious Object is not as common as cabbage; none had been discovered in the whole of Tianchang City, so it couldn’t just appear because Li Yi said so.

"They can’t keep fighting like this for long, the outcome will be determined any moment now... Wait, there seems to be a car coming. No, that’s not good, it’s the investigators from the bureau."

As Kong Sheng was observing the situation, he suddenly noticed several armored vehicles entering the old district, with warning lights flashing. One after another, experienced and powerful investigators rushed towards this location at an unbelievable speed.

Clearly, the bureau had sent out its experts.

And as the investigators were rushing towards the scene, the confrontation between the two combatants also reached its limit.

At that moment, Ning Wu took a punch to the chest.

Fist Power penetrated through.

At that instant, Ning Wu’s breathing, low and growling, became completely disordered. She couldn’t maintain her breathing technique any longer; her strength rapidly weakened, and a surge of powerlessness flooded her entire body.

"You’ve lost, your strength has run out," bellowed Li Yi.

The turning point had begun.

At this moment, Li Yi seemed to realize that he was going to win.

"Even in death, I’ll drag you with me."

Ning Wu clenched her teeth tightly, mustering her last bit of energy to summon the strength from her whole body. With one hand that could still move, she aimed a punch at Li Yi’s chest.

Li Yi was covered in wounds and bloodied all over, yet he did not fall. His eyes were bloodshot as if emitting a faint red glow. He roared like a wild beast, gathering his Jin Qi once more, and delivered a vicious knee strike that smashed into Ning Wu’s injured thigh.

After this exchange of blows, Li Yi’s figure once again lost its stability, and he was sent flying backward, tumbling several times on the ground before coming to a stop.

"Cough, cough!"

He coughed up blood from the corner of his mouth, his body in agony, not knowing how many injuries he had sustained or how many bones were broken. At this moment, he couldn’t even stand up. If it weren’t for the Cultivator’s fierce Life Force, an ordinary person would be planning their funeral by now.

Only the shortcoming of his Spirit Medium Realm cultivation was showing.

Li Yi fell before Ning Wu, unable to endure any longer.

But Ning Wu wasn’t faring any better. She collapsed to the ground, screaming in pain, blood spurting, and a slender thigh dangling lifelessly.

With the last strike, Li Yi had taken one of her legs.