Hearing Yang Yu's words, Wan Huawen couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Beside him, Xin Mang's four swinging tails suddenly stood on end, as if frightened, and then the four tails gathered together.
Think carefully, it's not really surprising.
People who constantly pursue strength always want to test themselves when they meet someone stronger.
In the past, Xin Mang also had a period like Yang Yu's.
Gradually stopping his laughter, Wan Huawen fixed his eyes on Yang Yu, not treating Yang Yu's words as a joke, confirming:
"Are you serious? You don't want my teaching, but want to seriously fight me?"
Yang Yu replied, "To me, I never engage in reckless wars."
"In battling me, have you thought of a way to defeat me?"
Yang Yu honestly said, "No, not at all. If it gets serious, I'm probably not your match, I'd be knocked out after about ten of your punches.
I want to fight you because there are some things I want to confirm.
I've spent so long on the battlefield, and by exchanging a few blows, I can understand a person's strength.
Getting knocked down by a thunderous force teaches nothing.
It's not shameful to lose to the Lord of the Family, but I still think you should give me a glimmer of hope to win.
That way, after witnessing overwhelming strength, I can still have the motivation to fight and learn more.
Instead of, like last time, surrendering early after witnessing Wan Ze's overwhelming strength."
"Indeed, I deeply understand this point. Sometimes when the strength gap is too big, it brings not admiration, but fear." Wan Huawen pinched his lion-like long chin, "You want to see our strength gap, but don't want to be knocked down so quickly... how do you want to compete?"
Yang Yu methodically stated his request: "If possible, I hope you only use half your strength. I will face you directly, and if I can last a while, then I win."
"Sure." Wan Huawen agreed boldly: "If you can last five minutes against me, you win. Any other requests?"
"I don't know if it counts as a request, please don't hold back, we have a Priest here, even if I break a few ribs, they should be fixable."
"You're really spirited. I agree with you."
With that, Wan Huawen stood up boldly and led Yang Yu and the others to a suitable fighting venue.
Noticing a new challenge task appearing on the status panel, Yang Yu's mouth curved upward.
The war would soon end, and Yang Yu would lose a stable source of experience.
Besides, the experience needed for each level-up was enormous...
Yang Yu's level couldn't rise rapidly like a rocket anymore.
Finding new methods for experience gain is the only way to continue getting stronger quickly.
Now Yang Yu could think of two ways, one is finding a Super Large Maze, the other is challenging people stronger and of higher level than himself.
Yang Yu was right, as long as the conditions for a challenge task appearing were met, the status panel would show challenge tasks with rich experience rewards.
Unfortunately, now that Yang Yu's level is nearing 130, few people are available for him to challenge across level boundaries.
It's rare for Wan Huawen to be so approachable, Yang Yu naturally wouldn't miss this opportunity.
Moreover, Yang Yu genuinely wanted to confirm some things.
However, Wan Huawen's nearly 7000 strength was still too terrifying.
To avoid a downfall, Yang Yu chose to exercise subjective initiative and obtained a more achievable challenge task.
Not long after, Yang Yu and the others arrived at an "urban wilderness" far from the Dojo.
The winter breeze gently blew over the barren land, brushing the lanterns hung on the surrounding tall poles.
The surrounding light flickered but still illuminated the area where Yang Yu and the others stood.
Yang Yu and Wan Huawen stood fifty meters apart.
Wan Huawen relaxed slightly, while Yang Yu opened the panel to check Wan Huawen's attributes and allocated points.
[Blood Lion Patriarch
HP: 22410/22410 MP:14502/14502 ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novel⁂fire.net
Attributes: Strength 3410, Defense 4210, Intelligence 320, Special Defense 2741, Agility 924, charm 547
Special: [Bleeding Lion LV.MAX] Increases damage by 10% for every 10% of maximum health lost
Resistance: Physical Resistance +15%, Magic Resistance +15%, Flame Resistance -10%]
Wan Huawen's panel wasn't much different from before, but the strength value of 6821 was now 3410.
The number 3410, unlike other attributes, was in red.
If you lightly click the red number, Wan Huawen's real strength attribute of 6821 will appear after the red number.
This shows that Wan Huawen is suppressing his strength, setting a limit to his abilities.
A person's data panel shows the highest possible attribute for each aspect.
When not in battle, everyone can freely control the attributes to fluctuate within a certain range.
There wouldn't be an embarrassing situation where someone with over a thousand strength can't even crack an egg.
Once fully entering battle mode, or when one believes they're in battle mode, they can maintain the use of the panel attributes.
Perhaps someone might think since they can freely manipulate each attribute to fluctuate within a desired range, Wan Huawen has no need to add limits.
But if no limits are added, he might subconsciously exert full strength, causing irreversible consequences.
Upon adding limits, if he wishes to exert full strength, something will give a "snap" of a reminder.
To get rid of the "reminder," a little reaction time is needed, during which one might think twice and gradually calm down.
Adding limits to abilities is a technique akin to skills but not exactly a skill.
This kind of technique is described in the skill books Yang Yu has read.
The Dojo owner often uses this technique to teach Disciples.
It's Yang Yu's first time seeing this technique applied in actual combat.
Wan Huawen values this match so much; he set this restriction because he's truly afraid of getting serious.
Even with Wan Huawen's strength halved, other attributes are intact, and the skillset the Blood Lion can use is extremely powerful, indeed a tricky existence.
Taking out the heavy Flame Dragon Shield and Short Sword, Yang Yu was ready.
In just an instant, Wan Huawen's aura completely changed, the previously lazy atmosphere vanished, emitting an overwhelming, battle-hardened, invincible presence.
The years that weighed on him would never allow him to be easily defeated by anyone.
Wan Huawen's deep voice echoed over the plains, and Yang Yu felt no fear.
Before the fight began, Yang Yu's mind was constantly flashing with possible skills and tactics Wan Huawen might use. He was also continuously adjusting his strategy and tactics.
Without any warning, Yang Yu charged ahead like a ghost, silent and swift.
In practically the blink of an eye, Yang Yu reached Wan Huawen's front.
Wan Huawen showed no amazement at Yang Yu's speed.
Taking a deep breath, a red heat flow surged from Wan Huawen, infused with the ground, and the crimson power of blood rapidly spread around him, creating a deceleration zone.
At the same time, behind Wan Huawen, an ethereal golden lion opened its wide mouth,