Chapter 1723: Chapter 1723: Hungry Tiger Pounces

Sikong Yu didn’t need to turn around to know Li Feng’s smugness behind her. Would she lose?

What a joke.

She, Sikong Yu, had never lost since childhood.

Sikong Yu suddenly gave up resisting, held her breath, and in the next second, her bones and joints seemed to lose function.

Normally, the grapple used by Li Feng is a joint technique, a method that cleverly uses the front and back of joints; after all, human joints can only bend ninety degrees, not one hundred and eighty or even three hundred and sixty degrees.

So in grappling, joint-locking technique can quickly and easily subdue an opponent, and it’s very difficult to escape unless there is joint dislocation.

But at times like this, it comes with intense pain, and under pain, the human body will naturally submit.

However, for some fierce individuals, joint-locking technique is not invincible, if Li Feng were locked by someone, he would first choose to break his arm to survive, and then escape.

But in such situations, it usually involves a huge twist of force, yet Sikong Yu’s joints seemed to unexpectedly dislocate.

With the restriction of joints lost, Sikong Yu suddenly burst out, her other elbow aimed a back thrust at Li Feng’s chin.

In the instant Li Feng sensed something was wrong, he immediately retreated to avoid this brutal attack, retreating two steps and looking at Sikong Yu who climbed up from the ground, her face dark and stormy at this moment.

Sikong Yu grabbed her dislocated right arm with her left hand, with a cracking sound, she shivered all over, raised her eyes and called out Li Feng’s name.

"Li Feng."

Sikong Yu sprang forward, disregarding her earlier agreement to be passive for half a pillar of incense.

Seeing Sikong Yu charging with a gust of wind, Li Feng didn’t flinch, and instantly the two were embroiled in combat.

"Wow, so strong."

Pang Yu watched the Martial Arts Arena, where the nearly shadow-like figures of the two people were visible even from seven or eight meters away, feeling the gust from their moves.

Moreover, the speed of their exchange was so fast that it left people dazzled, especially since they were relying solely on their physical strength, without using any war qi or true qi.

Despite enduring a pillar of incense, Pang Yu did so solely because of his tough bloodline, making him resilient to being hit; in terms of martial arts, he knew very little.

Pang Yu immediately turned to Wu Gang who was seriously watching the arena: "Hey, you understand it? Watching so intently."

Wu Gang ignored Pang Yu, keeping his eyes fixed on the two’s moves.

However, Baixiaosheng on the side chimed in: "At first, Li Feng was using a grapple, and Sikong Miss is said to use Bone Shrinking Skill, which reportedly allows joint dislocation, making the body snake-like."

"Now, they are practically countering each other’s moves, even predicting each other’s actions, in my view they are evenly matched."

"You seem to forget, Li Feng once struck with Nine Tripods Power on the Force Measuring Platform, and just with physical strength, Sikong Miss falls short by more than a notch without war qi."

Martial Arts interjected suddenly.

"Oh, you mean Sikong Miss isn’t a match for Li Feng."

"Mmm, physical martial arts in my view boil down to two points: one is strength, the other speed, as for combined techniques, they’re a facade before these two."

Wu Gang spoke without averting his gaze.

"In martial arts, nothing is unbreakable but speed; as long as you’re fast enough, your opponent stands no chance against you, similarly, some elders say overwhelming strength trumps multiple skills; no matter how many combat skills you’ve mastered, in the face of absolute strength, everything is futile."

"Therefore, the ultimate in martial arts lies in the extreme of strength and speed, which aren’t contradictory; when your speed is fast enough, your strength naturally multiplies, likewise when your strength reaches its peak, your speed won’t be slow."

"Sikong Miss has almost reached her limit, but opposite to her, Li Feng still retains strength."

"You mean Li Feng is deliberately toying with Sikong Miss?"

"You can interpret it that way if you must."

Wu Gang squinted as he watched the two move like blurs, as if playing a movie at multiple times speed, which the naked eye almost couldn’t catch.

Yet Sikong Yu’s attacks couldn’t break through Li Feng’s defenses at all.

Yan Zhao and others were also dumbfounded, looking at each other, wasn’t Li Feng really that monstrous? Previously, his spectacular clearance of the Mechanical Path left them astounded, and now stability under Sikong Yu’s storm-like assault was rock-solid.

Though they were employing only physical martial arts, the stone slabs on the arena had suffered devastating destruction, and the rapid sounds like firecrackers indicated they weren’t playing.

Each move contained massive power, with aggressive momentum.

Time passed by quickly.

Half a pillar of incense flitted by.

Suddenly, Li Feng raised his hand to guard his head, directly grabbing a slender leg.

"Had enough venting? I’ve let you have half a pillar of incense already."

Li Feng looked at Sikong Yu before him.

The corner of Sikong Yu’s eye caught sight of the burning incense, at once feeling humiliated by Li Feng; she had initially claimed she’d allow Li Feng half a pillar of incense, but now it turned out to be the opposite.

"Hmph, give me another half, and I’ll make you beg for mercy."

Li Feng chuckled softly.

"I don’t need that long, just three seconds."

After speaking, Li Feng stepped forward, Sikong Yu’s heart trembled, evident that Li Feng had left her with a trace of intimidation.

Sikong Yu quickly recovered her composure, what was she afraid of.

A tense body like a drawn bow, seeing Li Feng advance into her absolute defense circle.

Sikong Yu instantly launched fists and feet simultaneously, yet Li Feng seemed to predict ahead, capturing Sikong Yu’s delicate fist in advance, and then pounced like a hungry tiger, pressing Sikong Yu down on the arena.

Sikong Yu lay on her back again, her wrists held by Li Feng, her waist pressed firmly, unable to move.

"Do you concede?"

Li Feng leaned over Sikong Yu and asked.

Sikong Yu spat coldly: "Concede? Fat chance!"

"I order you to release me, otherwise..."

Li Feng squinted at the fierce yet weak Sikong Yu: "This is the assessment arena, you won’t break the rules, will you?"

"You’re the senior sister of Nine Layers Mountain, shouldn’t you lead by example?"

Sikong Yu looked at Li Feng, then suddenly smiled sweetly: "Ha, I thought you feared nothing, turns out you do fear me."

Li Feng looked at the whimsically minded Sikong Yu: "It’s not fear of you, just that I’m not strong enough to defeat you right now, but don’t be so cocky, give me three months, then not just physical martial arts, throw whatever you have at me."

Sikong Yu laughed coldly: "Three months, you expect to reach mid-stage perfection in three months?"

"Haha, I say three months and mean it, three months later, we can battle again."