Physical mage, challenge me to a solo duel!

The green vines bound Wang Yi's body, rendering him unable to move his hands and feet. Although Wang Yi did not dodge Xiao Kunze's stabbing hand blade, and Xiao Kunze could not break through his defense, there was really no need to rely solely on physical strength to overwhelm him.

At least since the start of the fight, Wang Yi has only used a very small portion of his power. He may be slightly stronger than Xiao Kunze, but only by a limited margin.

Otherwise, Xiao Kunze wouldn't just have a few broken bones; he'd have a question of how many bones he'd still have left.

Faced with the hand blade aimed at his throat, Wang Yi twisted his body slightly, dodging it like a boneless python.

"Right ribs, five, six, seven, eight, nine."

The sentence was quite long, so much so that before Wang Yi could finish speaking, he headbutted Xiao Kunze in the chest.

The sound of the sternum shattering one after another seemed to intertwine into some kind of high-frequency percussion.

Xiao Kunze stumbled back two or three meters and fell to the ground, barely daring to breathe.

Having broken nine ribs in succession, even though Wang Yi was careful and precise in his actions, deliberately preventing the broken bones from piercing his internal organs, every slight rise and fall of his chest was still excruciating pain for Xiao Kunze.

If Xiao Kunze could previously suppress the pain in his body with his anger and courage, now that he was lying on the ground, he seemed to have lost all his strength. He tried to get up several times, but failed each time.

Bound by the green vines, Wang Yi spun around like a roly-poly toy, then straightened up like a javelin.

"Aren't you a healing mage? Why aren't you healing yourself?" Wang Yi said, looking at Xiao Kunze who was lying on the ground and seemed to have given up struggling.

Beads of cold sweat trickled down Xiao Kunze's forehead. He tried to slow his breathing and said slowly and indistinctly, "If you're so capable... then kill me."

He wouldn't be foolish enough to treat himself now. After a brief exchange, Xiao Kunze realized that he was far inferior to Wang Yi.

Since they're no match for the opponent, why bother healing yourself? Is it just to become a punching bag with self-healing abilities so the opponent can have a better time hitting you?

"Kill you? Why would I kill you?" Wang Yi exerted a little force, and a series of snapping sounds rang out as the blue vines binding him tore into several pieces and slowly dissipated.

Upon seeing this scene, Hu Jin couldn't help but take a step forward, a look of horror flashing across his face.

Unlike his previous defeat at the hands of Wang Yi, where Wang Yi's physical abilities were ridiculously strong, he was at least blessed with the Golden Light Body and the Flame Magic. This could be explained by his higher compatibility with self-amplifying magic, making him more adept at using it and far exceeding the potential of ordinary mages.

However, at this moment, Wang Yi clearly did not use any magic.

Even if Xiao Kunze's Green Vine Entanglement was only a rare-grade magic, the fact that he could break free from a rare-grade control magic with his bare hands using only his physical strength is something that even high-level mages shouldn't have such outrageous physical abilities, right?

Is this thing some kind of Warcraft game?

Or is it actually a humanoid weapon developed in secret by the state?

No wonder Wang Yi beat Xiao Kunze like a martial arts expert beating a child; with that difference in physical ability, no fighting skills were needed at all.

It seems that the fact that Xiao Kunze hasn't turned into a pile of rotten flesh is already a result of Wang Yi's efforts to control him and show mercy.

"If you can't kill me... I won't apologize..." Xiao Kunze looked at Wang Yi, who was walking slowly towards him, and said with a sneer.

"Oh? When did I say I wanted you to apologize?" Wang Yi walked up to Xiao Kunze, pulled up his trouser leg, and slowly squatted down. He grabbed Xiao Kunze's hair, forcing him to look at him directly. "Don't get me wrong. I just wanted to teach you a lesson and get revenge for my friend. As for your apology... who cares?"

Looking into Wang Yigu's calm and unperturbed eyes, Xiao Kunze felt a deep sense of being ignored, which was more damaging to him than any verbal humiliation.

Whether it's family background, talent, or ability, Xiao Kunze is outstanding in every way. He has always been the focus of attention since childhood. At least in Shanghai, having an extraordinary father who is also the head of the Shanghai law enforcement department is enough to say everything.

Even Hu Jin is only at the same level at most. Xiao Kunze calls him "Brother Jin" simply because Hu Jin is two months older than him, giving him some face.

When she didn't give him face, she would still hurl a torrent of abuse at Hu Jin.

But now, with Wang Yi holding him in his hand, Xiao Kunze felt for the first time that everything he had seemed worthless in Wang Yi's eyes.

Xiao Kunze desperately wanted to spit blood in Wang Yi's face, but the fractured jawbone prevented him from even doing so. So he could only stubbornly continue shouting, "If you have the guts, then kill me..."

But before Xiao Kunze could finish speaking, Wang Yi reached out and pinched his cheek, silencing him.

Wang Yi's right hand, like a pair of pliers, slowly contracted, to the point that Xiao Kunze could hear the sound of his bones being squeezed and crushed inside his head.

"I have indeed killed some people, but some of them were thugs who committed murder and robbery, some were criminals on wanted lists, some were foreign agents, and some were assassins from evil organizations. Compared to them, what are you? Why would I kill you?"

Wang Yi casually released his hand, then wiped his hands on Xiao Kunze's clothes with some disgust, cleaning off the bloodstains.

The movement in his chest aggravated Xiao Kunze's broken ribs, causing him to convulse in pain, but he stubbornly held back his cries.

"I am the most outstanding genius in China. I am at the intermediate level in one year and have the potential to become extraordinary. I have single-handedly saved tens of thousands of citizens. Five major military forces are vying to recruit me. The top-tier Magic University invited me to enroll. I am a future high-ranking military officer and one of the most prominent figures in China. Your life is not worthy of tainting my future and glory."

Wang Yi stood up, stretched, and looked down at Xiao Kunze at his feet, continuing, "You seem to have some fake backbone, but it's really just because you're convinced I can't kill you. If you're so fearless, go and confront the magical beasts. Do you also know in your heart that the magical beasts won't care about your identity?"

These words caused Xiao Kunze's face to flush and his eyes to turn red.

"No matter how tough you are in your own backyard, you'll only become a laughing stock in the end." Wang Yi chuckled. "Whether you live or die is none of my business. I'm here just to return the injuries you inflicted on my friend. Don't worry, I'm always fair and I won't lay a finger on you."

After saying that, Wang Yi continued to calculate.

"Jawbone, left clavicle, nine ribs, next is... right forearm bone."

Wang Yi raised her foot and stepped on the middle of Xiao Kunze's right arm, between the ulna and radius, and then applied slight force.

Click!

"Ugh..." Xiao Kunze couldn't help but cry out in pain.

Because the arm is not a vital area like the chest, Wang Yi did not hold back much when he kicked Xiao Kunze this time. Xiao Kunze's right forearm was completely broken, and the white bone fragments pierced through the flesh and dirt.

"If you can't handle it, you can use healing magic," Wang Yi thoughtfully suggested.

Xiao Kunze choked up, staring intently at Wang Yi, unmoved.

"Good, that's tough. I admire tough people." Wang Yi smiled and praised, then moved his left foot onto Xiao Kunze's left thigh.

Click!

"Ugh... Waaah!"

"All that's left are Lily's femurs." Wang Yi stroked his chin, looking at Xiao Kunze whose left femur was completely broken, and clicked his tongue.

"That's a duplicate, that won't do. It says both femurs, so it has to be both femurs, not one can be missing."

After speaking, Wang Yi used magic for the first time.

The cry of life.

Under Wang Yi's precise control, all the life force was integrated into Xiao Kunze's left thigh, the bones healed, the flesh grew, and the injury was cured in the blink of an eye.

Then Wang Yi raised her leg again.

Click!Click!

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