Du Lan, the Imperial Preceptor, greatly valued Da Qi, a disciple he took in midway. It could be said that Da Qi was almost the top fighter among Du Lan's many disciples.
Over the years, countless people had died by his iron gauntlets. Today, for the competition, Du Lan had arranged for him to fight.
In Du Lan's opinion, it was highly likely that as long as Da Qi made a move, all three of Ling Tian's people would be defeated, or even killed. He had absolute faith in his disciple's strength.
Seeing this opponent, Yu Gong Yui curiously asked, "Ling Tian, what did you just say about battle patterns? What is that?"
Ling Tian smiled and pointed at the monk Da Qi, saying to Yu Gong Yui, "Yui, look at the tattoos on that monk."
"Very beautiful tattoos, the patterns are very aesthetic..." Yui said.
"These are not ordinary tattoos. In fact, if you know some traditional Chinese medicine, you'll find that some of the main lines of those tattoos actually contain the human meridians.
This kind of thing actually appeared in China in ancient times, during the primitive tribal period. These tattoos are also called battle patterns..."
Ling Tian explained in detail to Xin Yuan Jie Yi what battle patterns were. This practice had appeared in China four to five thousand years ago.
Those tribal shamans discovered that by using special pigments to draw tattoos on the bodies of warriors, during the warriors' battles, these special pigments would circulate with the blood and qi, entering the meridians within the warriors' bodies.
Stimulated by these pigments, the warriors' speed, strength, and resistance to damage would all greatly increase in a short period. They called these tattoos battle patterns.
Some powerful battle patterns could even make these warriors fearless and impervious to blades and spears.
At that time, warriors with battle patterns in every tribe were undoubtedly elites.
However, drawing these battle patterns on warriors was not an easy task.
Firstly, many of the pigments used to draw these battle patterns were highly poisonous plants, and some were the fresh blood of powerful beasts.
If there was even a slight mistake during the preparation, these pigments would become highly toxic. Once tattooed on the body, they would directly lead to the warrior's death.
Furthermore, because the patterns of these tattoos closely matched the meridians and acupoints, if the needle went too deep during the tattooing process, it could directly cripple a person's meridians. The least severe outcome was a fractured meridian, rendering the person completely useless, while the worst was instant death.
Then, during the tattooing process, when these pigments entered the body for the first time, they would cause a great stimulus to the body, leading to allergic reactions or even severe reactions. Many people died from these reactions. Only those who ultimately endured these adverse reactions would become the strongest warriors.
Of course, although battle patterns could greatly enhance a warrior's strength, their side effects were also considerable. The essence of this was to stimulate the human body, pushing it to its limits.
After activating the battle patterns, warriors needed to consume large amounts of food and rest for a long time to compensate for the depletion of the body during activation. Of course, no matter how much they replenished, some damage was unavoidable. These battle pattern warriors rarely lived past 40. However, in that primitive society where the average lifespan was only twenty to thirty years, this side effect was negligible.
Upon hearing Ling Tian's explanation, Yu Gong Yui's expression turned grim. The little girl was becoming increasingly worried about A Li.
While the two were talking, A Li also walked to the center of the arena. Two ram's horn hammers, crafted from special alloys, were spinning continuously in A Li's hands. Combined with the denim outfit and military boots she wore today, it gave the impression of a Western cowboy twirling his gun before a duel.
Seeing such a tall, beautiful girl of sixteen or seventeen, everyone was stunned. They couldn't understand why Ling Tian would send such a beautiful young girl out.
Did they expect the cold-faced monk opposite them to show mercy to such a beautiful young girl?
"Who is this?" King Haji asked Xiao Arroyo.
"Reporting to Your Majesty, this woman is Ling Li Li. She is Ling Tian's sister..."
A Li's passport was arranged by Yan Yu Ge. This identity was created very realistically, and it could even be found in the system through the document number.
Unless it was some special department in China, it would be truly impossible to distinguish whether this passport and identity were real or fake.
"Begin!"
An officer from the Darussalam Royal Guard walked to the center of the arena, signaling that the two could start fighting, then quickly left the arena.
They were not fools. This was not an ordinary competition. If their magical combat went awry, and they remained in the center of the arena, wouldn't that be a pointless death?
The monk Da Qi opposite them clenched his fists. His iron gauntlets had four spikes at the tips.
These things would create four bloody holes when they hit someone. The monk stood there motionless, but his aura was locked onto A Li.
Da Qi was also a seasoned warrior. He was from Thailand, born in the most desolate and impoverished region of northern Thailand.
That area was constantly plagued by war, filled with warlords and drug dealers, with fighting happening every day.
It was in that harsh environment that Da Qi grew up. Due to his exceptional talent and excellent physical condition, he was taken in as a personal disciple by a Muay Thai master and meticulously trained.
Later, he participated in underground bare-knuckle boxing and won over a hundred consecutive matches, accumulating rich combat experience.
However, his teacher later fell seriously ill. Before he died, he entrusted his disciple to Imperial Preceptor Du Lan. From then on, Da Qi transferred to Imperial Preceptor Du Lan's tutelage.
Imperial Preceptor Du Lan discovered that Da Qi was indeed a talent, so Du Lan applied the battle pattern technique he had seen in an ancient book to Da Qi.
Originally, he just wanted to conduct an experiment, but to his surprise, it was successful!
Thus, a terrifyingly powerful warrior was created!
Da Qi's gaze was fixed on A Li. He found that he couldn't see through this impossibly beautiful young girl at all.
A Li was tall, with a slender waist and long legs, suggesting excellent agility. But other than that, he couldn't see any trace of her being a martial artist!
Seeing that Da Qi hadn't moved, A Li also seemed unhurried, still casually playing with the ram's horn hammers in her hands.
Da Qi was even more perplexed. Was this young girl an idiot? To be so distracted when facing an enemy was simply courting death!
Therefore, Da Qi prepared to launch an attack to test her!