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Qin Xiaoya was not one to engage in idle chatter. Seeing Brelly's sudden surge of momentum, she focused her energy, channeling her spiritual power into her hands to form a blade of wind, which she then swung down fiercely at Brelly.
An ordinary person would have been unable to evade such an attack, but Brelly had faced countless life-and-death challenges and had astonishing reflexes. He barely managed to dodge, and the wind blade struck the ground, leaving a deep gash.
"This woman has indeed cultivated Inner Energy; she's quite the genius. The force of this wind blade could rival my Iron Fist. But unfortunately for you, your combat experience doesn't match mine," Brelly thought to himself, as he kicked off the ground, sending dust flying.
Instinctively, Qin Xiaoya raised her hand to shield herself from the dust, and in that split second, she exposed a flaw. Brelly's gaze darkened as he smirked; he moved with blinding speed, appearing at Qin Xiaoya's side before unleashing a powerful left punch. The rush of air from his fist made Qin Xiaoya acutely aware of the rapid change in pressure around her. She concentrated her strength in her upper body just in time to evade the blow.
Before she could catch her breath, Brelly crouched low and kicked out. Qin Xiaoya had just gathered her strength in her upper body, leaving her lower half somewhat unstable. Brelly's leg shot out like lightning, and in that moment, Qin Xiaoya felt a sense of impending doom.
Jiang Chen watched from the sidelines without intervening; even if Qin Xiaoya were hit, he would not step in. Close combat was indeed not Qin Xiaoya's forte. Although cultivators rarely engaged in melee combat, mastering close combat techniques was essential on the path of cultivation.
For Jiang Chen, there was no need for close combat techniques; a single divine ability could shatter the heavens and earth—why bother with melee? However, that did not mean he disregarded close combat.
Lin Yin, Ye Ling, Chen Qizhi, and others practiced various close combat techniques while cultivating. Close combat skills were one of the fundamentals of cultivation; just because Jiang Chen didn't need to use them now didn't mean he hadn't practiced them before.
As a tremor surged within her heart, Qin Xiaoya felt time slow down in that critical moment. Everything around her seemed to move more slowly; even Brelly's attack appeared to be in slow motion.
At that moment, with her mind highly focused, Qin Xiaoya seized the opportunity and leaped high into the air, avoiding Brelly's strike.
Brelly furrowed his brow and looked up sharply as Qin Xiaoya descended from midair.
"Bang!"
Qin Xiaoya's foot connected with Brelly's face, sending him flying backward. She landed back on the ground, beads of sweat forming on her forehead as her tense nerves began to relax slightly.
"That was close! I thought I wouldn't make it. I didn't expect to dodge at the last moment. But that feeling was so strange—was it because Brelly was injured that his attack slowed down? No... everything around me seemed to slow down; what was happening?" Qin Xiaoya pondered, bewildered by the mysterious sensation she had experienced just moments ago.
"Kid, I didn't expect your skills to be quite impressive," Brelly said as he stood up from the ground after being kicked by Qin Xiaoya. The humiliation fueled his anger so much that he hardly felt any pain.
"Who are you calling a kid?" Qin Xiaoya snapped back as she regained her composure. Seeing that Brelly was still standing after the kick sparked an idea in her mind—the strange feeling she had experienced earlier could be tested again.
Without hesitation, Qin Xiaoya gathered strength in her legs like they were equipped with springs and propelled herself forward directly in front of Brelly.
"Show me your true abilities; otherwise, you won't last three moves against me," she declared coldly.
"Big words," Brelly's eyes turned red with rage. This time he held nothing back and went all out, determined to eliminate this Hua Xia Woman swiftly.
Despite having lost one arm and significantly reduced power and speed, Brelly's iron will forged through countless brushes with death kept him standing strong; otherwise, he would have long since crumbled under pressure.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Qin Xiaoya did not resort to Magic, instead engaging in close combat with Brelly. This was a rare opportunity; although she had sparred with Ye Ling, Lin Yin, and others before, they were all fellow disciples and never fought to the death. This time was different—Brelly's every move was lethal, providing a true test for Qin Xiaoya's close combat skills.
With her spiritual energy protecting her, Qin Xiaoya grew more courageous as the battle progressed. In contrast, Brelly's right hand was still dripping blood. Despite burning his life force, he was still at a disadvantage.
"Thud!" Brelly was kicked in the chest by Qin Xiaoya, blood gushing from the wound as he was sent flying backward. He skidded across the ground for several meters before finally coming to a stop.
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