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The two combatants clashed, not unlike the thunder and lightning of a storm.
Ye Mingshang's strikes, even if they were just bare fists, were like divine hammers forged through countless trials, each punch resonating with a dull thud.
Little Tiger's combat prowess was akin to that of a divine weapon.
Clouds Follow the Dragon, Wind from Tiger, and Yin Hu—he was a fierce warrior in his own right, and his Tiger Fist unleashed a powerful force.
Tigers have always been associated with strength, and his muscular build certainly conveyed an impression of power.
However, what many do not realize is that the tiger's most admirable trait is not its brute strength, but its agile movements that flow like the wind.
Indeed, their speed may not be exceptionally fast, merely above average, but their agility is unmatched, resembling the spirit of the wind.
Especially the White Tiger, whose movements are incredibly graceful. Little Tiger originally resembled his father as a Spotted Tiger with yellow fur and black stripes, save for a single white tuft on his head.
As he grew, that white tuft expanded until he returned completely white.
It was only because Yin Hu could detect that his soul structure was similar to his own; otherwise, they would have inevitably clashed.
This was clearly a case of atavism, something that occurs once in tens of thousands.
As long as he cultivates diligently, he could definitely surpass Yin Hu.
Unfortunately, he chose a different path. Although he is currently very powerful, he has lost the infinite possibilities that lay ahead.
It's too late to say anything; everyone has their own path to follow, just as Little Tiger said.
He doesn't want a long life but rather a brilliant life like fireworks.
This battle has been going on for a long time, and apart from a very limited few, almost no one witnessed their fight.
Many people were yawning out of boredom, while others strained their eyes, trying to see something. However, despite their efforts, they ended up crying without figuring anything out.
Some clever individuals accidentally noticed that there were images in their eyes and picked up binoculars to take a look.
"Hey, Buddy, what can you see with those binoculars? What are you doing?" A young man was feeling proud of his discovery when suddenly someone tapped him on the shoulder.
He was startled and felt annoyed, unwilling to engage.
Seeing that he was being ignored, the person shrugged and left on his own.
However, he kept an eye out and took out a military-grade binoculars he always carried with him to look over there as well.
Just when he had been looking for quite some time without seeing anything and was sweating anxiously, almost ready to give up, something seemed to flash across the other person's eyes.
"Oh my! Is it really that amazing?!" He took a closer look and was startled himself, feeling a surge of joy.
However, instead of continuing to watch, he ran out.
A few minutes later, he walked over carrying a large box, shouting as he went.
"Come take a look, buy a telescope to watch the match!"
At first, he shouted a couple of times without anyone paying him any attention. They thought he was crazy; after all, nothing was happening up there. What could you possibly see with a telescope? Their hair?
However, there are always a few nosy people around, and soon someone came over to ask.
"Hey, buddy, can your telescope really see them compete? How does it work?"
"Of course it can! Buy one and I'll tell you how to use it. If you can't see anything, you can kill me."
Seeing him so confident, the person was somewhat intrigued.
"Alright then, how much is it?"
"Five thousand."
"What the hell! Are you robbing me?" The person was shocked and immediately turned to leave.
"That's not fair. What kind of competition is this? This is a Master God level match. Is five thousand for a ticket really that expensive? Even going to see a Korean performer would cost you at least two thousand. Besides, if you can't see anything, I'll compensate you."
Upon hearing this, the person realized it made sense. He wasn't short on cash either, so he reluctantly said, "Fine then, give me one. But let me make this clear: it's not about the money. If you dare to trick me, don't think you'll walk out of here."
"Sure, sure! If you can't see anything, I'll even sleep with you!" With the deal made, he didn't care about the other person's threat and shamelessly shoved the telescope into their hands.
"How do you look at this?"
"Listen to me, just increase the focal length a bit and point it over there..."
Under his quiet guidance, the person quickly saw the scene of the battle and couldn't help but clap in excitement, nearly dropping the telescope.
Some things just need someone to take the lead. Once one person took the initiative, it wasn't long before a few others curiously bought telescopes as well.
They too quickly saw the battle scene.
Although many were skeptical and thought it was a setup, some recognized them and after inquiring, came over to buy one.
Before long, all the telescopes were sold out, and everyone knew how to use them.
However, with no telescopes left, everyone was anxiously staring.
"Damn! How did they sell out so fast? I haven't seen anything yet. Was the battle exciting?" complained a chubby man in a plaid shirt.
"What do you think? This is a Grandmaster Level battle; it's incredibly exciting! Good thing I bought mine early." After saying that, he shot a smug glance.
"Damn! Does anyone have glasses? Let me take a look!"
Before long, the person who had been selling glasses returned with another box.
"Don't worry, don't worry! There's still some left; this is the last box!"
"You actually have more? Why are you carrying so many telescopes?"
"Hehe, side business, side business."
"Forget the details. Give me one. It's five thousand, right? Can I pay by card?" As he spoke, the man took out his wallet, ready to pay.
He chuckled innocently, "Hehe, you can pay by card, but it's not five thousand anymore; it's fifty thousand."
"What the hell! Are you robbing me?"
"No, this makes more money than robbery. Are you buying or not?"
"Damn it, how dare you bully me? Fine! I'll buy!" Seeing that many people behind him were already preparing to take out their money, he steeled himself and bought one. After all, it was the last box. He could just watch it for a while and then sell it at a higher price.
However, when the last box sold out and the other person returned with another box, selling each for a hundred thousand, he was left speechless.
In fact, the most troubled was not him but the first person who had used a telescope to watch the battle.
He was no longer interested in watching the fight; instead, he was painfully knocking his head and bitterly smiling, "My God! Why didn't I think of making money from this? Why did the opportunity I discovered end up being taken by him? It's so frustrating!"
If that person had heard him, he would have just chuckled and replied, "Opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared." (To be continued.)
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