Chapter 202: Resonance, The Beginning of the Mountain-breaking Fist

Watching Haas disappear, Richard remained calm and composed. A layer of black scales rapidly grew across his body, and he raised both arms in front of him.

**Boom!**

A dull thud echoed as a punch, covered in black fur, collided with Richard's arm, sending shockwaves through the air and kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Those Dragon Eyes of yours... not bad," Haas said with a heavy voice. His body was now covered in black beast fur, and his eyes had turned a wild green, resembling those of a beast.

He too was an alchemical wizard with a bloodline formula.

"You're too kind. Your bloodline alchemy formula is quite impressive as well," Richard replied calmly.

After activating his bloodline, Haas's speed surged to a terrifying level. If it weren't for the dynamic vision provided by his Dragon Eyes, Richard might have completely lost track of Haas's movements.

With a brief exchange of compliments, both sides moved again.

Haas was agile and nimble, but his strikes were powerful and forceful. Each attack generated wind gusts that could tear through skin. Richard relied on his Dragon Transformation Battle Body, and with his enhanced bones and muscles, he blocked all of Haas's attacks with ease.

The air around them was filled with dull thuds as they exchanged blows.

There wasn't much difference in their physical strength, with Richard slightly surpassing Haas.

If Haas wanted to win, he would need to exploit the difference in their battle experience, forcing Richard into a mistake to create an opening for victory.

But Richard knew this as well, so he remained calm and collected, defending steadily. Even when Haas showed clear openings, Richard ignored them.

He stood like a rock, unmoved by the wind and rain.

After all, in physical combat, the attacker often bears the greatest energy expenditure. As long as Richard could hold on, it was only a matter of time before Haas made a true mistake.

**Boom boom boom…**

The air in the arena surged as Haas moved like a ghost, constantly appearing around Richard. His claws, once just regular hands, had transformed into black, bone-covered talons. Every strike sent chilling light through the air. A faint fragrance began to fill the air around Richard, and he realized it had come from Haas's attacks.

Richard remained unmoved, his scaled arms blocking each attack with pinpoint precision.

Even when he occasionally made a mistake, the injuries would soon heal.

Richard's Black Knight Bloodline formula gave him top-tier recovery abilities compared to others of the same level.

Watching from the sidelines, Jimmy waved his hand, sending a gust of wind to clear the dust.

"Ah, such a dull fight," Jimmy sighed as he watched the two wizards. He was discontent with their cautious fighting style.

Every wizard's fighting style was influenced by their combat system, and Haas and Richard's cautious approach was something Jimmy disliked the most. 

This style often involved conservative strategies with lots of calculations and no passion—something he didn't find exciting.

However, Jimmy had no bias against this style. In fact, when he was in the planar wars, he himself had used this style of combat.

But in the arena... it wasn't very entertaining.

"You two are just going to keep testing each other at this rate. Who knows how long this will last? We have limited time for battle, so before the arena opens tomorrow, your fight must end within the next 20 minutes," Jimmy called out, giving a reminder.

Given Richard and Haas's abilities, if they didn't go all out, they could easily fight for three days and nights without tiring.

But the arena couldn't let them drag things out forever.

Even though Richard and Haas heard Jimmy's words, their battle style didn't change.

But only they knew that their contest had already begun.

"The Dragon Transformation's poison resistance is indeed impressive. I've injected so much venom, and Richard still hasn't shown any signs of poisoning."

Haas watched Richard, noting that every interaction with his bone claws seemed to release a strange fragrance.

This fragrance was part of his attack.

His bloodline formula had integrated the essence of the Musk Demon Clam, a creature whose venom could poison even a level 3 being when fully matured. This venom was highly volatile, and once it evaporated, it released a peculiar fragrance.

This fragrance also caused wizards to be poisoned.

At this moment, Richard was surrounded by the fragrance, and Haas had injected a considerable amount of venom into Richard during their exchanges.

For a normal second-circle wizard, they would have already collapsed by now, but Richard was still calmly blocking his attacks, showing no signs of poisoning.

Haas believed this was due to the benefits of Richard's Dragon Transformation.

"The nerve toxins from these creatures are even stronger than the Sweetheart venom I use for training. But unfortunately, after years of training, I've developed resistance to most toxins, and with the added resistance from the poison resistance of the Goblin bloodline and my 112.3 physical strength, this toxin isn't enough," Richard thought to himself, sensing the potential weakness in Haas's approach.

Haas knew that with such powerful toxins, it would be hard for wizards not to develop a reliance on them.

And that was exactly Haas's flaw.

**Buzz!**

Haas's bone claws tore through the air, aiming straight for Richard's face. Richard raised his arms, blocking the claws with precision.

Suddenly, Richard's body twitched slightly.

Though faint, the movement disrupted Richard's defense rhythm.

Seeing this, Haas's heart leapt.

"Finally, the poison is taking effect!"

With his magic power surging, Haas's bone claws were suddenly covered in glowing runes.

"It's over, Richard."

Haas's voice was low, and his bone claws pierced through Richard's defenses, aiming directly for Richard's chest like the scythe of a death god, harvesting souls.

But as expected, this battle was about to end.

"It's really over."

The next moment, Haas saw his claws being precisely blocked, and a fist rapidly enlarged before his eyes.

**Boom!**

Haas was sent flying, his right hand covered in blood.

In the final moment, Haas used all his strength to block Richard's punch with his right hand.

But at that instant, his defense was wide open.

Richard charged forward, launching a barrage of punches using the Stone-breaking Fist, learned from Long Mountain Temple, raining down on Haas's body.

Taking advantage of his opponent's weakness was an unchanging principle in combat.

But Haas, as expected, had the battle experience Jimmy had mentioned. After being struck back by Richard, he quickly regained his composure.

Black bone-like scales rapidly spread across his arms, and fine runes appeared within them. Every time Richard's punches collided with his arms, the runes diverted the force of Richard's blows.

For a moment, Richard's punches couldn't inflict any harm on Haas.

The tide of battle had turned again.

Richard was not like Haas; he could take advantage of an opening, but in a fair exchange, his battle experience was far less refined than Haas's.

A slight lapse in concentration would cause him to expose a flaw.

Haas grinned at Richard, blood dripping from his forehead and running down the corner of his mouth. His jagged white teeth gleamed with a bloodthirsty gleam.

"I'll wait for your mistake..."

**Boom!**

A surge of mental energy knocked Haas unconscious.

What? Why is there a mental attack? Aren't we supposed to be fighting hand-to-hand?

The next moment, Haas heard Richard's calm voice.

"Long Mountain Fist Intent, I humbly request your guidance."

Fist Intent?

Haas froze. What in the world...?

Jimmy, watching from the side, waved at Haas, signaling that there was nothing wrong.

He knew that Richard had gained a secret technique called the Long Mountain Fist Intent. A technique mixing physical and mental attack was not that rare, and Jimmy had it too. It wasn't extraordinary.

Seeing Haas stunned, Jimmy simply signaled for him to fight on.

Haas, still dazed, could only helplessly continue the battle.

This technique was something he had never encountered, and he didn't know what other tricks Richard had up his sleeve. Now, he had no choice but to keep defending.

Thanks to his extensive battle experience, and Richard's Long Mountain Fist Intent still being in its infancy, Haas held firm, his defenses almost impenetrable. With the runes on his arms, it was like he had become an indestructible rock—both hard and slippery.

Richard, facing such an opponent, felt frustrated. He had used all the techniques except for the Mountain-breaking Fist, and yet Haas remained steadfast.

If this continued, once Haas figured out that Richard's moves were limited, the battle would be over.

"Sigh, never mind. I came to fight for the Mountain-breaking Fist, and if I lose, it doesn't matter."

With that thought, Richard changed his energy circulation, and his fist slammed forward.

**Boom!**

Haas still remained immovable, and the power of Richard's punch was diverted by the runes.

The Mountain-breaking Fist, if not fully mastered, was just a more powerful Stone-breaking Fist.

Richard didn't think much of it. Since he had already accepted the possibility of losing, he decided to use Haas as a punching bag and see if the Mountain-breaking Fist had any useful tricks.

**Boom boom boom...**

One punch after another landed on Haas, but he still managed to block every blow.

Haas had already noticed Richard's new combat technique, but out of caution, he continued to defend.

Richard's new technique was powerful, but it was also incredibly draining. By using it so recklessly, Haas only needed to wait for Richard to make a mistake.

**Boom!**

Richard delivered another punch, but this time, the recoil from the punch shot up his arm and disappeared almost immediately.

This was a defensive technique used by the Mountain-breaking Fist, dispersing the force invisibly.

But this time, Richard felt something different.

In the recoil, he sensed a certain... rhythm.

Suddenly, Richard seemed to understand something.

"Ah, so that's it, that's how it works."

With that, Richard swiftly threw another punch, but this time, his fist carried a slight shift in momentum, in addition to the overwhelming power.

**Boom!**

Haas was suddenly sent flying, and the bone armor covering his arm now had a bloody fist mark on it, the armor shattered under the impact.

"What nonsense is this about the Mountain's breath? It's just resonance. These Mountain Dwarves are closely connected with the mountain because of their bloodline, so they can quickly find the resonance of stone feedback. I don't even have the bloodline of the Mountain Dwarves, yet I've been practicing against stones…"

"Hahaha, I'm such a fool!"

Richard laughed heartily as he looked at his fist—he had finally understood the Mountain-breaking Fist.

Haas stood up from the edge of the arena, and the fist mark on his arm slowly began to heal.

"I surrender," Haas said in a low voice.

Without putting his life at risk, he couldn't handle Richard's Long Mountain Fist Intent and Mountain-breaking Fist.

Richard gave a slight bow.

"I was just lucky. The Master's battle technique is superb, and I hope to battle with you again someday."

As the winner, Richard had to say a few words.

Looking at the sudden turn of the battle, Jimmy shook his head.

This is what happens with cautious fighters—they immediately surrender once they realize they can't handle the opponent.

"Alright, now I announce that the winner of this battle is Richard!"

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