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BOOM!

The entire training ground shook as Lin Ruoyan unleashed her true power.

Flames burst from her body, swirling like a living inferno. The air distorted from the heat, and the ground beneath her feet cracked, charred black from the intensity of her qi.

Wang Li's throat went dry.

"Oh. Oh no."

He had been so sure he was gaining the upper hand. So sure he was wearing her down.

And now?

Now it was very obvious she had been playing with him.

Lin Ruoyan cracked her neck, stretching her arms. "Alright, Wang Li. Time to really test you."

Wang Li blinked. "You mean you weren't testing me before?"

Lin Ruoyan grinned.

Then she vanished.

Step One to Winning an Impossible Fight: Don't Die Immediately

Wang Li barely had time to react before she reappeared in front of him, her fist already engulfed in flames.

He dodged—

Too slow.

Her fist grazed his shoulder, and pain erupted through his body. The flames didn't just burn—they clung to him, eating away at his qi like hungry beasts.

Wang Li yelped, rolling to the side and slapping at his burning robe.

Lin Ruoyan laughed. "Oh, come on, don't tell me that's all you've got!"

Wang Li gritted his teeth.

He had to think. Fast.

Lin Ruoyan wasn't just strong—she was fast, her fire attacks had a wide range, and worst of all—she was enjoying this.

Feng Yuling was deadly, but at least she fought efficiently. Lin Ruoyan?

She fought like a storm.

Chaotic. Unrelenting. Impossible to predict.

And Wang Li was right in the middle of it.

"Alright," Wang Li muttered to himself, adjusting his stance. "If I can't beat her head-on, I'll just have to be smarter."

Lin Ruoyan raised an eyebrow. "Oh? You have a plan?"

Wang Li smirked. "Maybe."

Then he charged.

Step Two to Winning an Impossible Fight: Attack When They Least Expect It

Lin Ruoyan grinned, expecting a direct clash—

But Wang Li veered to the left at the last second.

Her eyes widened.

"Dragon Step: Mirage!"

Wang Li's body blurred, splitting into three illusions.

Lin Ruoyan snorted. "Cheap tricks won't work on me!"

She punched forward, unleashing a wave of fire—

Right through one of the illusions.

But the real Wang Li was already moving.

"Golden Serpent Slash!"

His sword glowed, slicing toward her side—

Lin Ruoyan barely dodged.

But she didn't dodge completely.

The wooden blade struck her arm, leaving a faint burn mark.

For the first time—her grin faltered.

"Oh?"

Wang Li landed, panting. "I actually hit you?"

Lin Ruoyan looked at her arm, then at him.

Then she smiled wider.

Wang Li's stomach dropped.

"Oh, no."

Step Three to Winning an Impossible Fight: Know When to Run

Lin Ruoyan's aura flared.

Wang Li ran.

BOOM!

A pillar of fire erupted where he had just been standing.

Mu Qingling cheered from the sidelines. "Go, Wang Li!"

Feng Yuling smirked. "He's learning."

Wang Li, meanwhile, was too busy not dying to feel proud.

Lin Ruoyan chased after him, launching fireballs faster than he could dodge.

He weaved through them, barely avoiding a fiery death.

But he knew one thing:

He couldn't keep dodging forever.

He needed an opening.

He needed—

Then he saw it.

Step Four to Winning an Impossible Fight: Use Your Surroundings

The training ground was filled with scattered boulders, remnants of previous battles.

And one of them?

Cracked.

Wang Li grinned.

He ran straight for it.

Lin Ruoyan blinked. "Huh?"

Then realization dawned in her eyes.

"Wait—"

Wang Li jumped onto the boulder.

It crumbled beneath his weight.

"Golden Serpent Slash!"

With a final burst of qi, Wang Li slashed at the weakened rock—

And the entire thing collapsed.

Right on top of Lin Ruoyan.

Step Five to Winning an Impossible Fight: Hope That Works

Silence.

A huge cloud of dust covered the area.

Wang Li stood there, panting. His entire body ached.

Did he…

Did he win?

Mu Qingling gasped. "Did Wang Li actually—?"

BOOM.

The rubble exploded.

A figure stepped out of the dust.

Lin Ruoyan.

Her robe was torn, her hair messy, and her face…

Absolutely furious.

Wang Li swallowed. "Oh."

Lin Ruoyan cracked her knuckles. "My turn."

Oh no.

OH NO.

Step Six to Winning an Impossible Fight: Pray to the Heavens

Lin Ruoyan moved.

Wang Li tried to run.

Too late.

Her fist slammed into his gut.

Pain.

Wang Li flew backward, crashing into the dirt.

Mu Qingling covered her eyes. "Poor Wang Li…"

Feng Yuling smirked. "He lasted longer than I thought."

Wang Li groaned, his vision blurring.

He had one last move.

One last chance.

With the last of his qi, he whispered:

"Dragon Step: Last Stand."

His body flickered.

Lin Ruoyan's eyes widened.

Then—

Wang Li disappeared.

And reappeared behind her.

With his sword raised.

Lin Ruoyan turned—too late.

"Golden Serpent Strike!"

The strongest attack he could manage—slammed into her.

And this time—she actually staggered.

Wang Li collapsed. "I… I did it…"

Lin Ruoyan blinked.

Then—

She laughed.

She laughed.

She crouched beside Wang Li, grinning.

"You're really something, you know that?"

Wang Li groaned. "Does… that mean I win?"

Lin Ruoyan smirked.

Then she poked his forehead.

He immediately passed out.

Her voice was the last thing he heard.

"Nice try, Wang Li. But you're still not there yet."

Step Seven to Winning an impossible fight: accept that you didn't win.