Once Again Beaten Up, Bu Han Yi

"Fast! Too fast!"

"The perfected Chasing Light Sword Art that I could barely dodge yesterday, today I'm having trouble reacting to it."

"No wonder it's a top-tier Huang-level sword art known for its speed. Coupled with a cultivation level one realm higher than mine, the speed of her attacks completely overwhelms me."

"Unfortunately, that's all there is to it!"

Jiang Heng grinned, and a ferocious punch was unleashed.

Bu Hanyi, realizing that her previous attack had failed to make any progress, felt even more shocked. Yesterday, when they were both at the Physical Realm, it was somewhat acceptable, but now she had broken through to the True Qi Realm, surpassing him by one major realm. Yet, her attack with 80% of her power couldn't break through his defenses?

How could this be? Even if she used 100% of her power, the difference shouldn't be this significant. Being in the Physical Realm, she shouldn't be so disadvantaged. Although she was shocked on the inside, Bu Hanyi didn't lose her composure, reacting swiftly.

Faced with Jiang Heng's fierce punch, she swiftly moved, dodging his attack from a distance.

Jiang Heng's reaction was equally swift. The moment Bu Hanyi evaded, he activated his footwork and pursued her.

Although he couldn't match her attack speed, thanks to his mastery of the Profound-level Perfect Gale Step, he easily outstripped Bu Hanyi in terms of movement and dodging abilities.

"You can't escape!"

Jiang Heng grinned maliciously, and a punch filled with boundless power was sent crashing toward Bu Hanyi's back.

Bu Hanyi twisted her body in a peculiar manner, evading Jiang Heng's attack, and seized the opportunity to strike with her sword once again.

With Jiang Heng prepared this time, he barely managed to discern the trajectory of her strike. His right hand transformed from a fist into a grip as he reached out and directly grabbed the sword's tip.

Bang!

A sound resembling the cracking of leather resounded as Jiang Heng used his right hand to grip the sword while his left hand clenched into a fist and struck out. In an instant, the air exploded, and torrents of energy surged in all directions.

Bu Hanyi's expression changed drastically.

"I can't dodge it!"

Instinctively, this thought flashed through her mind. She activated her True Qi at full power, raising her left hand.

In the moment their palms met, an unparalleled force surged forth. Bu Hanyi's left hand involuntarily softened as Jiang Heng's punch instantly forced her back, landing on her shoulder.

Boom!

Her body uncontrollably flew backward, and the long sword in her hand was also wrested away.

Jiang Heng was relentless, and with a single movement of his foot, his figure drifted gracefully, but his speed was astonishing.

Before Bu Hanyi could hit the ground, Jiang Heng had caught up to her and delivered another punch.

"Coming at me again?!"

Bu Hanyi's face filled with panic, and she quickly crossed her arms to defend herself.

Boom!

Bu Hanyi's body was sent plummeting vertically, landing on the uneven cobblestones scattered on the ground.

Her eyes widened in shock, and her entire body felt as if it had fallen apart. She was somewhat dazed, curling up instinctively.

"Ding! Victory in a cross-tier battle, gaining 10,000 potential points!"

Jiang Heng couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

This kind of gain was much better than using Blood Qi Pills. Although they both provided 10,000 potential points, a battle only took a few seconds.

If he could continuously duel with early-stage True Qi Realm martial artists, just imagine how quickly he could accumulate potential points.

"It seems that cross-tier battles are the best way to gain potential points!"

Jiang Heng pondered this thoughtfully while looking at Bu Hanyi, who lay on the ground groaning softly.

"It's like having a mobile granary!"

Just then, Bu Hanyi finally began to regain her senses. She struggled to sit up from the ground and stared at Jiang Heng in disbelief.

"How can you be this strong?"

"At the Physical Realm, how can you possess such explosive power and agility?"

Jiang Heng chuckled but didn't respond, extending his hand and looking at her quietly.

Bu Hanyi hesitated for a moment before grabbing Jiang Heng's hand.

"I'm sorry. Since it was a cross-tier challenge, I had to go all out. I hope I didn't offend you."

Jiang Heng smiled faintly and exerted a gentle force with his hand, helping her up.

"No problem! In a duel, it's only natural to give it your all. It's a sign of respect for your opponent!"

Her smile was like a blooming peony, radiant and full of sunshine and vitality.

Jiang Heng breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Bu Hanyi with admiration.

"In this world, heroines like you are a rare sight. I don't regret considering you as someone I can rely on for support..."

Cough cough! "I mean, as a dear friend."

"Geniuses like us should encourage each other and progress together."

Bu Hanyi had always been straightforward, but upon hearing Jiang Heng's words, she suddenly became a bit shy.

But in the next moment, Jiang Heng continued, "You should take a good rest for now, and we can continue our battle later!"

Bu Hanyi's expression froze for a moment, and she stared blankly at Jiang Heng's cheerful face.

"What... did you just say?"

"I said, you should take a good rest for now, and we can continue our battle later."

"No, thank you!"

Bu Hanyi's mouth twitched as she looked at Jiang Heng's handsome face, secretly wishing she could punch him.

But she knew she couldn't win.

"How about you take a longer break?"

"Maybe I went too hard just now? I'll go easy on you later."

Jiang Heng looked genuinely concerned.

The fact that he provided her with four Qi and Blood Pills every day and 10,000 potential points per battle made him a valuable friend. Such friends were a rare find in a lifetime.

"No need! I'm still not your match, and it's not fun to fight you again."

Bu Hanyi firmly shook her head.

She had figured it out; Jiang Heng just wanted to spar with her for the sake of sparring.

All this time, she had been aware of her own beauty. While she didn't let it go to her head, she knew that most male martial artists, when sparring with her, would maintain a certain level of decorum.

They would either be humble and polite or cheerful and friendly. Never had anyone gone all out against her in a fight.

She had always believed that in a true battle, regardless of gender, looks, or age, the only thing that mattered was strength. True combat was what made a fight thrilling and satisfying.

Modesty and restraint were an affront to battle in her eyes. They disrespected her strength and denied her hard work in cultivation.

What she wanted was for battles to be true to form. She didn't want any concessions due to her beauty.

But now, she gritted her teeth and couldn't help but think, "Can't you be a bit more gentle?"