Swoosh! Wu Li pounced in Tiger Form towards Zhao Lixin, who was five meters away.
Five meters, that was Wu Li's current limit.
It wasn't that Wu Li's Tiger Form could only strike at 5 meters; after all, one could keep pouncing forward step by step if they wished. However, during a momentary burst, Wu Li's limit was 5 meters. Past that distance, his speed would begin to decline. Therefore, it was best to strike with a punch at the instant when his speed was at its peak, transforming all kinetic energy into potential energy. Only then would his Tiger Form display its most formidable power.
Faced with Wu Li's ferocious Tiger Form assault like a tiger bursting out of the gates, Zhao Lixin pushed his palms upward in a deceptively slow yet swift motion, as if he was pushing a large millstone. The muscles in his arms intertwined, and the sleeves of his clothing were stretched taut until they finally tore apart with a ripping sound.
Bagua, Big Stone Breaking Hand!