Tang Dynasty Demon Suppression Division

At this critical moment.

That's enough.

Liu Hongyan's cold voice rang out, and at the same time, an irresistible, invisible force suddenly intervened, separating the two.

The two took two steps back, their breathing slightly disordered. Shen Lian's chest rose and fell slightly, but his eyes remained fixed on Li Yuan with intense passion.

Li Yuan lowered his hand, his expression calm. His arm felt slightly numb, and his blood and qi were churning inside him.

Liu Hongyan stepped forward, her gaze sweeping over the two men: "This battle is a draw."

A draw?

Everyone was surprised.

But recalling the dangerous scene just now, if Instructor Liu hadn't intervened, the result would probably have been a lose-lose situation, so a draw is reasonable.

"Li Yuan!" Liu Hongyan changed the subject, looking at Li Yuan with a scrutinizing gaze in her phoenix eyes. "Who taught you the skill you just used?"

Li Yuan remained calm and bowed slightly: "Reporting to the instructor, there was no one to guide me; I just figured it out on my own."

This was half true and half false, after all, these were fighting skills she learned when she was a soldier in her previous life. Liu Hongyan narrowed her phoenix eyes, clearly not believing it, but she did not continue to ask questions, and only said lightly.

"It's quite an achievement to have reached this level of skill through self-taught methods. However, once you enter the academy, you'll need to start from scratch and systematically study to solidify your foundation. Don't try to take shortcuts."

"I will keep that in mind," Li Yuan replied respectfully.

Soon, the other two pairs also determined their winners and losers.

There was no suspense in Chu Yunhe's victory over Zhou Mo.

Despite Zhou Mo's best efforts to analyze the situation, the difference in strength was too great. Chu Yunhe quickly finished the battle, and within five moves, he found an opening and struck Zhou Mo's shoulder with a finger. Zhou Mo's body went numb and he slumped in defeat.

The encounter between Yu Ling'er and Jin Duoduo was somewhat comical.

Jin Duoduo, however, was self-aware enough to know that he was not good enough, so he did not continue to use money to pave the way. After a few moves, he was knocked to the ground and quickly admitted defeat, covering his head.

At this point, there are five players remaining on the field: Chu Yunhe, Yu Ling'er, Li Yuan, Shen Lian, and Cheng Zhao, who received a bye.

Liu Hongyan's gaze swept over the five people, and her red lips curled into a meaningful smile. "The rules have changed for the third round."

Everyone felt a chill run down their spines.

"Five people can fight each other in the same arena without any restrictions. They can team up or launch surprise attacks, as long as they do not use weapons and do not intentionally injure or maim others."

"The one who remains standing at the end wins and receives five credits. Do you understand?"

A chaotic battle?

The five people had different expressions and subconsciously looked at the people around them.

"start!"

As Liu Hongyan gave the order, the five people in the arena did not immediately start fighting. Instead, they were locked in a stalemate, looking at each other warily.

Chu Yunhe seemed to find it somewhat boring, so he casually took a step forward, locked his gaze on Shen Lian, who was closest to him, and laughed, "Border army's murderous aura? Interesting. Let's test your mettle first."

Having said that, he swayed and struck out with his palm, the wind from which carried a faint whistling sound.

Shen Lian let out a low roar, neither dodging nor avoiding, twisting his waist and throwing a punch. The force of the punch was fierce, and the two instantly clashed.

The fists and palms collided, producing a dull thud, and the force of the impact spread outwards.

Chu Yunhe's movements were graceful and his palm techniques exquisite, while Shen Lian's moves were powerful and ruthless, making them evenly matched for a time.

But it was clear to anyone with eyes that Chu Yunhe looked relaxed, obviously not using his full strength, while Shen Lian was giving it his all.

Almost at the same time as Chu Yunhe made his move, Yu Ling'er also moved. She did not choose Li Yuan, but instead let out a sharp cry and nimbly pounced on Cheng Zhao.

When Cheng Zhao saw Zhao Ling'er attacking, his expression turned serious, and he immediately assumed a fighting stance to prepare for battle.

Cheng Zhao's punches and kicks were steady and his foundation was solid, but Yu Ling'er's movements were more agile, and her inner energy had entered the Qi-guiding stage. After a few exchanges, she gradually gained the upper hand.

Li Yuan, the only one remaining, remained vigilant, his gaze calmly sweeping across the entire scene.

Soon, Yu Ling'er found an opening in Cheng Zhao's defenses, struck him on the shoulder with her palm, and released a burst of supple internal energy. Cheng Zhao groaned, staggered back several steps, and collapsed to the ground with a thud, his face ashen.

Yu Ling'er did not pursue. She withdrew her palm and stood up, slightly panting. Her gaze turned to Li Yuan, a sly glint in her eyes.

"Li Yuan, let me test your skills now."

Yu Ling'er said with a smile, but her feet didn't stop. In a flash, she rushed towards him and slapped Li Yuan in the chest.

Li Yuan was prepared. Seeing her attack, he did not meet it head-on. Instead, he shifted his feet and slid half a step to the side and back, narrowly avoiding the palm strike. At the same time, he cupped his hands and said, "Please enlighten me."

Before he finished speaking, he had already switched from defense to offense, delivering a diagonal chop to Yu Ling'er's wrist with a cunning and extremely fast move.

Yu Ling'er exclaimed "Eh!" and withdrew her hand, changing her patting motion to a flicking motion, deflecting Li Yuan's hand knife. With her other hand, she pointed her fingers like a sword and aimed at his ribs.

This time, Li Yuan changed his fighting style. Facing the agile Yu Ling'er, he adopted a steady and solid defensive approach, with meticulous footwork and rigorous defense.

Occasionally, during the gaps in Yu Ling'er's moves, he would deliver one or two unexpected moves with tricky angles, forcing Yu Ling'er to defend and disrupting her attack rhythm.

This seemingly conservative approach left Yu Ling'er feeling like she didn't know where to begin.

What alarmed her even more was that, as the fight continued, she vaguely sensed that there seemed to be an extremely faint flow of energy between Li Yuan's fists and feet.

"You're using a reference too?"

Yu Ling'er was very surprised, and her attack slowed down. She didn't expect Li Yuan to have been holding back his strength all along.

Her momentary lapse in concentration caused her previously fluid and coordinated attack to become unnaturally sluggish.

Li Yuan was incredibly perceptive and seized this fleeting opportunity in an instant.

With a push of his feet, he lunged forward like an arrow. He feinted with his left hand, causing Yu Ling'er to block, but his right fist, from an unbelievable angle, passed through the gap between Yu Ling'er's arms and reached an inch in front of her throat.

Then, it came to an abrupt end.

The force of the punch made the hairs on Yu Ling'er's neck stand on end.

Her delicate, doll-like face turned pale, and she froze on the spot. The other party's grasp of timing was truly terrifying.

She bit her lip, took a step back decisively, and cupped her hands in surrender, saying, "I admit defeat."

"Thank you for your concession."

Li Yuan withdrew his fist and nodded slightly.

A slight ripple stirred within him. During the fierce battle, he had tried to activate the flow of energy within his body, and after several attempts, he actually experienced a reaction.

Could this be a quotient?

At this moment, the battle between Chu Yunhe and Shen Lian continued, but Shen Lian had several bruises on his body and even a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Clearly, he suffered a lot of losses at Chu Yunhe's hands.

Chu Yunhe's breathing remained steady, and his expression was calm.

Li Yuan's mind raced. Chu Yunhe was currently the strongest fighter. If he waited for Chu Yunhe to easily defeat Shen Lian, and then faced him alone, his chances of winning would be slim.

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated. He exerted force with his feet and leaped out like a cheetah, rushing straight into the battle. His fist, carrying a faint airflow, slammed towards Chu Yunhe.

At the same time, he whispered, "Shen Lian, let's deal with him together first."

Shen Lian was taken aback upon hearing the voice, then a fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and he instantly understood Li Yuan's intention.

Although he was proud, he was not stupid. He was already struggling to face Chu Yunhe alone, and it was only a matter of time before he was defeated.

Teaming up with Li Yuan is the only chance.

"good!"

Shen Lian roared, suppressing his surging blood and qi. Ignoring his injuries, he lunged forward again, his fists whistling, forming a pincer attack with Li Yuan, heading towards Chu Yunhe.

Chu Yunhe raised an eyebrow, not paying any attention. He stepped aside to avoid Li Yuan's fist, and at the same time, he slapped Li Yuan's arm with a sharp palm strike.

Shen Lian's fist had already struck his face.

Chu Yunhe's usually lazy and nonchalant eyes suddenly lit up, and a powerful aura rose from his body.