702: God-like Fist

God-like Fist

In the first ten moves, Ming Yue quickly understood what Xing Juren said about the Godfist Style being "oppressive". In fact, she realized why it was called the "Godfist" in the first place. 1

From the very start of the fight, Xing Huang took control of it, forcing the young cultivator on the defensive. 

When the firecracker popped, both of them moved. 

Ming Yue immediately vanished from where she stood and reappeared right behind her opponent. Blood Moon shined in the sunlight as it came for the Godfist but it was deflected with the back of a hand. 

Spinning around, Xing Huang threw her other fist toward her opponent, launching her back a few meters. And that was just the beginning of an endless assault of fists. 

The young woman did what she could to defend, using both swords to deflect and bracing for every impact. 

She grimaced under the pressure, searching for an opportunity to strike back but it was difficult. 

"I have to get out of it somehow."

As she thought this, her opponent fought even more ferociously. In fact, Xing Huang smiled as her fists moved quicker. 

"Incredible, you're one of the few to not buckle to my fist. However, it is a bit disappointing to see you get swept up so easily. I'm sure that this is not the extent of your skill" she said. 

The young woman furrowed her brows at those words.

Rather, her swords lowered as she stepped forward. Her body barely moved, narrowly avoiding every little attack as the Black Blade flashed out. 

The Godfist grinned, pulling both fists back and jumping back right as the sword made its swing. Ming Yue did the same, increasing the distance between them. 

She took a deep breath, taking the time to calm herself down. Meanwhile, the Godfist stood there nonchalantly, staring back at the young cultivator. 

Her equipment was quite simple and light. 

A sleeveless white robe with armor and cloth wrapped around her waist and draped down her legs. There were two bands around her upper arms while large gauntlets covered her hands and forearms. 

While Xing Juren's own gauntlets were simple, these were the opposite.

They were articulate, made up of hundreds of little pieces with a little extra around the knuckles and the top of the hand. It extended past the elbows, splitting into two wings. The entirety of it had a golden hue to them. And though they were described as large, those gauntlets had to be at least three times the size of Xing Huang's arm. 

One hit would probably be enough to pulverize a thick tree let alone someone like Ming Yue. 

In the few moments, she had to breathe, the young woman thought back to that exchange. 

"Godfist... There really is no better name for the way she fights", the young woman thought, "Speed, timing, power, accuracy, she has all of it honed to perfection. It comes to her so naturally. I thought that those gauntlets would be slower but she fights as if they aren't there. It's like they're her real fists."

It was hard to describe it. 

Sure, the way Xing Huang fought was aggressive but she was in control the entire time. The only words were perfect or perhaps, god-like. It wasn't some all-powerful pressure exuding from the woman like the Idol of Chaos. 

Rather it was her fists that seemed to have reached the realm beyond mortal.

"No living person could replicate this level of power."

This was what Ming Yue thought. 

And if the Godfist was limiting herself, who knows what the true extent of that power would be like?

At this moment, she spun both swords, looking at Xing Huang intently. In a duel of pure skill, defeat was certain but at the same time, she wanted to see to just far away she was from that realm. 

So, she lunged forward, going head-on with her opponent. 

The Godfist smiled before winding her fist back. 

As they came face to face, Blood Moon clashed with the winged gauntlet, producing an echoing clang. While the crimson-colored sword came from a wide sweep, the Black Blade revealed itself, coming from the other direction towards her neck. 

But the other gauntlet came, deflecting the attack. 

Ming Yue did not show any surprise or shock, she merely pushed further. 

With Blood Moon still in a deadlock against the winged gauntlet. She let the Godfist push back, jumping up and using the momentum to swing over her opponent, taking this chance to attack. The Black Blade came once more, aiming to stab the shoulder and that too was stopped by just two fingers. 

The Godfist smirked, pinching the tip of the sword with just her thumb and her index finger. 

But as she had her attention on the Black Blade, Blood Moon came from the other side. Rather than let go, she pulled the Black Blade, bringing Ming Yue closer to her for a punch. 

Realizing her intent, Ming Yue used Blood Moon to avoid it, stabbing into the gauntlet and pushing herself out of the way. Feeling the pinch on the Black Blade loosen, she used this chance to escape, moving back several feet. 

In the next breath, she attacked once more. 

Her movement changed, slowly becoming more graceful taking long strides as both swords danced against the winged gauntlets. Ming Yue pushed further and further, trying to force the extent of her sword skills. 

It had come to a point where both seemed to have come to a stalemate. The momentum that the Godfist had at the beginning was gone, she no longer had control over the fight. 

And those who were watching could only do so in awe as they had no words to describe the duel. 

But with every move exchanged, the gap between them had shown and only continued to widen as it continued. 

One thing was clear to Ming Yue as she furrowed her brows. 

"The Lunar Storm Sword Art, it can't catch up to her Godfist Style. It truly is just incomplete."

Though she wasn't shocked, it was clear to her just how much it was lacking compared to the Godfist Style.

Despite it all, the young cultivator just wanted to land just one move, just a single move, no matter how small or insignificant. 

"My swords just need to reach past her gauntlets, at least that", she muttered to herself.

With that singular thought, her moves changed once more, growing sharper as time went on. The dance that her two swords made devolved into chaos as both swords seemed to move as they pleased. 

"Interesting..." 

Xing Huang's eyes narrowed as she noticed this sudden change which rocked the fight once more. The erratic attacks had become harder for her to deal with as she moved into a more defensive position, using her large gauntlets to deflect every attack. 

Every now and then, Blood Moon would catch her by surprise. The Black Blade would slip past her fists. 

"Hmm, they're both dangerous in their own way. I might need to get a little bit more serious."

Her fists suddenly moved even quicker and with more power. And Ming Yue responded in kind. Both of them ramped up their power bit by bit, and neither refused to back down. The arena itself was being destroyed as things intensified. 

Xing Juren suddenly stood up, moving to shield his sister. At the same time, every single warrior that sat to watch, immediately stood up to protect the onlookers. It was instinctual for them. No one had the power to stop the duel and so the best thing was to minimize losses. 

Soon enough, their weapons clashed with enough power to create a shockwave, pushing them away from each other.

A flash of light came through Ming Yue's eyes as she was about to use Pale Moon. The Godfist slammed her gauntlets together, the golden hue began to change into wisps of fire. 

Neither was going to hold back now.

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