This strength was no trivial matter, clearly carrying far more weight than the tricks I had previously used against the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man had clearly noticed this as well, a look of surprise crossing his face.

However, I suspect he hadn't anticipated such rapid improvement on my part in such a short time, leaving him unprepared. Thus, when the was less than ten centimeters from him, he finally thought to block with his arm.

He crossed both arms in front of his chest, barely managing to ward off my full-force strike. But the impact sent him flying backward a full meter before he executed a reverse somersault, managing to halt just at the edge of the balcony.

Despite seeing the old man take a hit, none of us dared to make a rash move.

After two seconds, he lowered his smoking hands and stated in a calm tone, "Not bad. Third-tier Wind-element . You must have accumulated that for quite some time, haven't you? That fellow Ishida really did betray me."

I scoffed, retorting, "High praise. Even your most trusted subordinate betrays you; it seems you aren't faring so well."

The white-haired old man smirked, saying, "Don't celebrate too soon. At your level, unleashing that move must have cost you all your energy. Too bad, I'm still standing."

With that, he laughed heartily again and roared, "Here I come! Let's see what other tricks you have now!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, he soared into the air, fingers curled into a claw, with arcs of electricity flickering in his palm. This time, it looked like he was getting serious.

The white-haired old man's movement was as swift as a lightning strike. Normally, I would have been instantly annihilated, but this time I had already prepared the incantation for the Wind Charm.

Just as the white-haired old man reached me, my Wind Charm activated. A fierce gale rapidly slowed his momentum. I could see his entire face distorted by the wind.

However, he clearly wouldn't allow himself the indignity of being blown away by a mere Wind Charm, so he fought desperately to push forward regardless. But when his palm was still a dozen centimeters from my forehead, he finally couldn't hold on, and he was violently swept away by the hurricane.

This time, he flew straight off the balcony without stopping.

Da Xiong and Nie Chuan watched, immediately cheering, "Did he fall to his death?"

But the moment the words were spoken, the white-haired old man flew back onto the balcony, standing directly in front of me. Compared to before, the disdain and composure in his expression were replaced by sheer fury.

He interrogated me, "My power! What did you do to my body? What sort of sorcery did you use!"

I shrugged, saying, "Sorry, you might not know about our Chinese Great Sage Equal to Heaven (Qitian Dasheng). He taught me this trick; it can blow away the within an enemy's body."

"Qitian Dasheng?" The white-haired old man suddenly laughed again, "Hahaha! Are you talking about that ridiculous monkey from Chinese legend? Have you gone mad? He doesn't even exist; how could he teach you magic!"

Da Xiong and Nie Chuan flinched upon hearing the Great Sage insulted again.

I gave them a meaningful look, signaling them to stay calm. Seeing they held back, I just shrugged again, saying, "Believe it or not, it's up to you. If you don't believe me, why bother asking?"

The white-haired old man took a step back, shedding his overcoat, and stated, "Don't get too cocky. You only blew away a small fraction of my power; it's not your place to lecture. Since you all wish to die, I'll show you my true strength."

With that, he struck a firm, horse-stance pose, extending both fists forward. Suddenly, a current of electricity shot down from his armpits to his knuckles. His fists then began to spin like slowly starting aircraft engines, the current rotating at high speed.

As the electricity spun around his fists, tiny static discharges appeared in the air around us, creating the appearance of a sphere of ball lightning hovering before us.

Watching him channel electricity, I realized the principle was almost identical to Da Xiong's Fire Fist, but the white-haired old man seemed to be using some profound technique that allowed the current to morph into a far more potent form, unleashing devastating power.

Nie Chuan clearly noticed this too and inappropriately commented to Da Xiong beside him, "It's the same kind of fist technique, but his looks much more impressive than yours."

Da Xiong muttered stubbornly, "It only looks prettier; it's not necessarily more powerful than mine!"

The white-haired old man saw that our tension from before had turned into casual banter, as if we were ignoring his threat, which infuriated him. While we were distracted, he lunged at me again.

Simultaneously, I said, "Sorry, I had one move left that I hadn't used, because this one is a bit of a cheat."

I said this with a smile directed at the white-haired old man, which made his face contort even more grotesquely.

This time, just as he was less than a meter away from me, I shouted, "Halt!"

Seeing the white-haired old man instantly frozen before me, I suddenly felt a rush, as if possessed by Do Min-joon. But the paralysis effect was so brief, lasting only an instant, that a Fire Fist from Da Xiong smashed into the old man’s side, sending him flying.

That's right; I had already communicated with Da Xiong through eye contact: the moment I used the immobilization technique, he was to rush in and deliver a punch to knock the opponent away. The target would be completely unprepared, thus receiving a fatal blow.

When half a second passed, the white-haired old man realized he was flying outward, his face nearly deformed by Da Xiong's punch, a tooth protruding between his lips.

After a few seconds, with a loud bang, the white-haired old man slammed into the balcony railing, creating a gap, and was hurled out beyond the Ghost Building.

Da Xiong, seeing the successful blow, gave me a thumbs-up.

However, I dared not let my guard down, immediately gathering a third tier of around my arm.

Sure enough, less than three seconds later, I heard a whoosh from the side of the Ghost Building, and a figure charged back toward me. This time, his entire body was enveloped in electricity, making him look like a humanoid bolt of lightning.

I was prepared, launching all three tiers of I held outward.

The transformed into a translucent, crescent-shaped gust of wind, colliding head-on with the humanoid lightning.

With a loud bang, the humanoid lightning only paused momentarily before continuing its ferocious charge toward me. This caught me by surprise; I could only use to forcibly shift myself three meters to the right.

The humanoid lightning had clearly anticipated my move, striking slightly to the left of where I had been standing. Dust and debris flew everywhere amidst flashes of lightning and thunder.

I felt a momentary sense of sheer luck; this time, the white-haired old man's prediction was wrong, much like a penalty kick where I shoot right, but he anticipates left. However, if his prediction had been correct, my mortal body would surely have been shredded.

My feeling of relief lasted barely a second before the humanoid lightning erupted again from the ruins of the collapsed wall and hurtled toward me.

Seeing his entire form become lightning, even his movements deviating from normal human motion, capable of such bizarre, angular movements that drastically violated the laws of physics, I knew I couldn't treat this lightly. As he lunged at me, I frantically used the immobilization spell, then dashed five or six meters backward. Half a second later, my Wind Charm activated again, slowing the incoming lightning.

The white-haired old man's speed and force now were more than double that before; he easily tore through the wind wall I projected and slashed toward my face. However, the Wind Charm significantly reduced his speed and blew away much of the electrical coating on his body, allowing me to teleport sideways another three meters.

The white-haired old man narrowly missed me again, appearing highly agitated. Yet, he seemed to possess inexhaustible energy, instantly replenishing the lightning shell that had been blown away and launching another attack.

But perhaps he realized my strategy—to deplete his power bit by bit with the Wind Charm—so this time he lunged for Da Xiong.

I shouted a warning, but Da Xiong had already vanished from his spot. I knew he had used his invisibility technique; that kid reacts fast. The white-haired old man was clearly startled, his movement faltering slightly.

At that moment, a fireball shot toward him from the side. Da Xiong's Fireball technique had decent power and could cause burning, but against the white-haired old man, he simply caught the fireball with one hand and extinguished it. Moreover, Da Xiong had exposed his location, so the white-haired old man lunged toward the direction the fireball came from.

I thought, This is bad; Da Xiong is in trouble, and rushed forward immediately. Unexpectedly, the white-haired old man, having richer combat experience, revealed it was just a feint. Seeing me rush in, he once again defied conventional physics, instantly changing direction and charging toward me.

I was unprepared and unable to change course to evade. Just then, the electrified palm of the white-haired old man swung down like a blade from above my head. I had no doubt this strike could slice me in half.

But just as I braced myself to close my eyes and accept death, a sharp crack of a gunshot echoed beside me.

Nie Chuan had fired. The trajectory of his bullet was extremely accurate, striking the white-haired old man’s wrist joint. His hand immediately deflected, slashing down into the air beside me.

I knew that since he had missed his target and lost his balance, this was my only chance to counterattack, so I activated the immobilization spell again.

With a shout of: "Halt!" the white-haired old man’s unbalanced body froze next to me.

My grandmother, at this point, had only gathered two tiers of Wind-element in her hand, but she still pressed her palm against his chest and unleashed it. This time, I watched his chest violently cave in, forming a large crater, with half of his ribcage crushed.

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