On the stage next to the bar on Hell Paradise Island, a fight to the death was underway.
The two combatants in this death match were Pete, an ability user from the United States, and Ling Tian from China.
If this were a boxing match, Ling Tian would have the advantage in points. However, his attacks couldn't even break through Pete's defenses!
Pete, dragging his massive body, unleashed the full power and resilience of his physique.
Although he couldn't match Ling Tian in speed, he hadn't given up. Pete knew very well that Ling Tian couldn't afford to make a single mistake; one slip-up would mean certain death!
The two had been fighting for nearly ten minutes. Ling Tian feinted twice, then rapidly retreated, moving to the edge of the stage and creating a distance of two to three meters between himself and his opponent.
Pete was already panting heavily. Even for an ability user, endurance was a significant challenge for these large individuals.
Ling Tian suddenly realized that it would be extremely difficult to defeat this behemoth with just punches and kicks.
Since physical attacks were ineffective, he had to resort to "magical" attacks!
With this thought, Ling Tian stood still, clasped his hands together in front of his chest, looking like a devout follower.
What the onlookers didn't know was that Ling Tian was currently gathering the true essence within his body, especially the fire-attributed essence, in his arms.
At this moment, his hands suddenly turned bright red, like freshly boiled crabs or lobsters.
If one were to point an infrared thermometer at Ling Tian's hands, it would register a terrifying number; the temperature of his hands had reached 1200°C.
This was an incredible feat, considering that the flame of an ordinary lighter was only seven to eight hundred degrees Celsius!
What Ling Tian was employing at this moment was a supreme technique from the Blazing Sun Art, the Flame Blade!
In fact, Ling Tian had already unlocked the Myriad Law Pavilion within the Spiritual Realm space, which contained a vast collection of secret attack manuals and sorceries.
Having mastered those, he now found the Blazing Sun Art to be rather ordinary.
However, on one hand, Ling Tian had not yet fully mastered the sorceries recorded in the Myriad Law Pavilion; he still needed time to learn and explore them.
On the other hand, with so many people watching, Ling Tian did not want to expose all his trump cards in full view of the public.
Therefore, he chose to use the Flame Blade, a martial art from the Blazing Sun Art!
Pete once again lunged at Ling Tian, his palm, like a giant fan, striking towards Ling Tian's head in a double-ear-slap maneuver.
In a flash, Ling Tian dodged to the side, extended his left palm, and drove it straight into Pete's chest.
For ordinary martial artists, the chest was a vital area to defend, as it contained many critical points. A blow to this area could result in death or severe injury.
However, for Pete, this was not a concern. His body was incredibly tough, and any attack to his chest was not only futile but could also be countered.
Ling Tian's palm landed squarely on Pete's chest. It was only then that Pete felt something was wrong. He felt as if he hadn't been struck by a human hand, but by a red-hot, hand-shaped branding iron!
Ling Tian's glowing red palm instantly burned through Pete's vest and seared his chest skin.
His skin immediately emitted the foul smell of burnt flesh!
"Ah!"
The intense pain caused Pete to cry out. He abruptly lifted his leg and kicked fiercely at Ling Tian.
Ling Tian shifted his weight back, sliding more than a meter backward to narrowly dodge the kick. Then, Ling Tian powerfully pushed off the ground with his right leg, launching himself forward like a cannonball. He quickly closed the distance and struck Pete's upper body with both palms.
Each palm strike was equivalent to Pete being hit by a red-hot branding iron.
Although Pete was an ability user and his skin could turn rubbery, this did not mean he was immune to pain.
Imagine the sensation of being repeatedly struck by a red-hot branding iron.
In just a minute or two, his body had taken over ten blows, and his vest was already torn to shreds by Ling Tian's strikes.
On the fighting arena stage, over a dozen high-speed cameras from various angles were continuously filming, transmitting the battle footage in real-time to the large screen above the venue.
Even spectators far from the stage could clearly see the white flesh of Pete's body covered in black and red handprints!
These handprints were still smoking, giving a vivid impression of what it felt like to be hit by Ling Tian's palm!
In the audience, Xuanyuan Tangfeng couldn't help but exclaim.
"See, Ling Tian is using authentic Daoist martial arts, the Eight Trigram Dragon Palm!
However, his palm technique seems a bit peculiar; it's not the ordinary Eight Trigram Dragon Palm!"
"I told you long ago that Ling Tian is very powerful, much more so than you imagine!" Zhang Caifeng said proudly.
"Heh, so what? He already has a fiancée!" Situ Leisheng mocked from the side.
This fellow had long coveted Zhang Caifeng, but Zhang Caifeng's heart was entirely devoted to Ling Tian.
Now that Ling Tian had displayed such formidable strength, Situ Leisheng felt despair. In his helplessness, he could only reiterate that Ling Tian already had a fiancée, hoping to make Zhang Caifeng give up on him.
"So what? A man as outstanding as Ling Tian, I'd be willing to be his mistress!"
Zhang Caifeng's words stunned everyone around her. Women truly were a terrifying species, especially when they were in love; they were simply irrational!
Meanwhile, on the stage, Pete had turned into a berserk wild boar, charging wildly.
His upper body was almost cooked, and the pain was unbearable for any ordinary person, even an ability user couldn't escape it!
However, almost every time Pete was about to collide with Ling Tian, Ling Tian would effortlessly dodge and then casually land one or two more palm strikes on him.
Finally, Pete's stamina gave out. He sat down on the stage, panting heavily. He now saw the reality of the situation; if this continued, he would likely exhaust himself before Ling Tian made a mistake.
At this moment, Pete regretted provoking this Chinese man. Now, he was in a predicament with no way out.