Xiao Wu's figure shot forward like a pink blur, stirring a gust of wind as she charged straight at Abao.
Abao planted his feet firmly, crossing his arms in front of his chest like a solid iron tower, standing ready.
As the distance closed, Xiao Wu suddenly brought her feet together, using the momentum of her dash to deliver a fierce kick straight at Abao's chest with a sharp gust of wind.
The kick was swift and fierce, carrying a force that belied her delicate appearance.
Thud!
The moment her foot collided with Abao's arms, a dull thud echoed.
Abao felt a sharp sting in his arms, as if struck by a speeding rock, and his body involuntarily swayed.
His eyes widened abruptly, and the earlier contempt in his gaze vanished completely.
That seemingly light kick actually packed such power!
Having landed her strike, Xiao Wu didn't pause. Using the recoil, she spun in mid-air, creating distance from Abao.
She moved like a nimble top, evading any potential counterattack, and landed steadily three meters away. Tilting her head, she stuck out her tongue at him:
"How about that? I told you I'm strong!"
Abao rubbed his numb arm and grumbled in a deep voice:
"You've got some skill. I won't underestimate you anymore."
He reset his stance, his Soul Power circulating more steadily around him.
"Next, I'm getting serious!"
The spectators in the stands cheered at the exchange:
"That girl looks delicate, but her kicks are vicious! She even made Abao stagger. Interesting!"
The host Dou Dou's voice brimmed with excitement: "It seems both sides are about to show their true abilities!"
"What Spirit Ability will Raging Bull Abao use? How will Supple Bone Enchanting Rabbit Xiao Wu respond? Let's keep watching!"
Abao stomped his right foot on the arena with a heavy thud, leaving a shallow mark on the hard stone floor.
The phantom of a raging bull behind him let out a deafening bellow, as if exhaling two invisible puffs of breath.
"First Spirit Ability—Raging Bull Ram!"
With a low shout, a pair of thick bull horns materialized above his head, glowing faintly yellow.
His already burly frame seemed to swell further, muscles bulging as astonishing power erupted.
Abao charged forward like an out-of-control bull, his momentum unstoppable as he rushed toward Xiao Wu.
The ground trembled under his steps, stirring a fierce gust of wind. The sheer brute force of his charge made the audience hold their breath.
If hit by that, one would likely be sent flying right out of the arena!
Xiao Wu's eyes narrowed, but she showed no panic.
She knew well that a head-on clash was not an option and instantly shifted her footwork.
Just as Abao was about to reach her, she sidestepped, her body sliding past his arm.
Simultaneously, she formed a fist with her right hand, infused with Soul Power, and struck Abao's lower back.
No matter how intimidating Abao's muscles were, the waist remained a relatively vulnerable spot.
"Ugh!"
Abao felt a numbness in his lower back, his charge faltering momentarily.
Xiao Wu used the momentum to spin around, circling behind Abao, and hooked her left foot in a sharp kick aimed directly at the back of his head.
Abao lurched forward, nearly collapsing to the ground.
After steadying himself, Abao rubbed his lower back and head, a flicker of anger appearing in his eyes.
"Second Spirit Ability: Raging Bull Defense!"
With Abao's deep shout, the phantom of the raging bull behind him abruptly raised its front hooves, emitting a deafening bellow.
Immediately afterward, a thick layer of black light surged from within him, swiftly enveloping his entire body.
From a distance, it appeared as if he was clad in a suit of sturdy black iron armor, with even the texture of his skin becoming as rough as stone.
Seeing this, Xiao Wu's eyes flickered with gravity. Her right foot lightly tapped the ground as the first Soul Ring at her waist suddenly lit up, Soul Power flooding toward her waist and abdomen like a tidal wave:
"First Spirit Ability: Waist Bow!"
Her body instantly became as flexible as a bow, explosive power bursting from her waist and abdomen as her speed increased once more, charging toward Abao like a pink blur.
Leveraging the explosive force enhanced by Waist Bow, her legs whipped out like two agile shadows, striking Abao's arms, shoulders, and ribs from various angles, each kick carrying a sharp, air-rending sound.
"Thud! Thud! Thud!"
Dull thuds of impact echoed repeatedly.
Xiao Wu's kicks landed on Abao's black protective shield, producing only muffled noises.
Abao kept his arms crossed in front of him, firmly guarding his face and chest.
His dark, bright eyes peered intently through the gap between his arms, his heavy breaths rippling with Soul Power as he patiently searched for an opening in her movements.
Spectators in the stands watched with bated breath: "That Raging Bull Defense is just too tough! Miss Xiao Wu's attacks can't break through at all!"
"No matter how agile she is, what's the use if she can't deal any damage?"
Yet Xiao Wu showed no trace of panic. Her attacks seemed chaotic, but in reality, each kick was probing the strength of Abao's defense and his reaction speed.
On the fifth kick, she suddenly changed tactics. Using the recoil from her kick, she leaped backward, creating distance. Her eyes darted shrewdly, clearly devising a new strategy.
Seeing her retreat, Abao did not pursue, enduring the pain throughout his body as he maintained his defensive stance.
The atmosphere in the arena grew tense instantly—one unable to breach the defense, the other unable to land a solid hit. This contest of agility versus defense seemed to have reached a stalemate.
Xiao Wu gazed at the glossy black shield surrounding Abao, a sly smile suddenly curling at the corners of her lips.
Then she took off again, charging straight toward Abao.
Seeing her approach head-on without any evasion, a flicker of delight crossed Abao's face—the little rabbit had finally lost her patience!
He abruptly raised his arms high, arching his waist backward with force, his entire upper body resembling a drawn giant bow.
The black glow around him intensified, like a gaping maw waiting to devour Xiao Wu the moment she drew near.
Just as they were only a step apart, a glint of sharp light flashed in Xiao Wu's eyes, her mischievous smile growing more pronounced.
She suddenly threw herself backward, her body nearly parallel to the ground, her hands firmly planted on the arena floor.
Using the momentum from her sprint, her legs sprang upward like coiled springs, aiming a fierce kick at Abao's chin!
This change in move was both swift and perilous, completely catching Abao off guard.
Before his raised arms could descend, a sharp pain shot through his chin. As if struck by a heavy blow, his head buzzed, and his vision instantly darkened.
"Excellent!"
Deafening cheers erupted from the stands. No one had expected Xiao Wu to execute such a cunning maneuver.
Before Abao could recover from the excruciating pain in his chin, a hazy pink glow suddenly shimmered in Xiao Wu's eyes as her crisp voice rang out with an eerie rhythm:
"Second Spirit Ability—Bewitchment!"