SSS Ranked Transmigration: Taming Beauties and The Beasts!-Chapter 218: Tough battle

Gathering the mystical flame at her fingertips, she hurled a condensed sphere directly into Wushuang's path. He recognized the danger too late; the sphere detonated in a burst of violet fire, sending a shockwave that rattled the nearest pillars.

For a heartbeat, the entire courtyard was flooded with scorching light. When the glow subsided, Wushuang emerged, kneeling, a shallow cut across his cheek.

His half-draconic scales had mitigated most of the blast, but he exhaled heavily, acknowledging that he couldn't simply brush off her foxfire any longer.

A hush fell, and then both fighters rose in unison. Wushuang's eyes gleamed with renewed vigor.

"Impressive," he remarked, voice rippling with quiet admiration. "Your power jumps quite a bit with just a single tail awakened. I suppose I need to be more serious."

His chest swelled with a deep breath, and the scales on his arms and shoulders shimmered more intensely.

Flaming arcs coiled around him, swirling like miniature tornadoes. The courtyard's temperature soared again; several spectators wiped sweat from their brows, while others murmured in anticipation.

Yaoyun's foxfire tail flickered behind her in readiness. She inhaled deeply, focusing on the magical circuit within her body. The slight ache in her arms was a testament to Wushuang's formidable counterattacks, but she refused to relent.

They lunged at the same time, their movements so fast that many bystanders only saw blurs of red and purple. The sound of their clash echoed like thunder, sending cracks along the ground.

Yaoyun summoned an advanced foxfire technique to shape her flames into a spiraling lance, aiming directly at Wushuang's torso. He responded with a diagonal slash of raw dragonfire. Flames smashed against flames, causing the courtyard to tremble from the impact.

For a moment, it seemed Yaoyun's newly enhanced speed would tip the balance. Her foxfire lance slid past Wushuang's defenses, burning the edge of his scaled forearm, prompting him to grit his teeth.

But in the same heartbeat, he managed a swift pivot, channeling a concentrated surge of draconic energy into his elbow, crashing it into her guard. She winced, staggering sideways under the sheer force.

Gasping for breath, Yaoyun found herself locked in a near deadlock with Wushuang. She'd gained an advantage at first, but once he unleashed part of his dragon bloodline, the playing field leveled out again.

Her hits hurt him more than before, but his half-transformed state let him endure her foxfire with surprising resilience. Each time her flame scorched him, he retaliated with a crushing blow that tested the limits of her agility.

A new wave of attacks erupted. Yaoyun, refusing to surrender her momentum entirely, conjured curved arcs of foxfire from both hands, each slash accompanied by smaller Foxfire Explosions to keep Wushuang off-balance.

He retaliated with a barrage of fiery punches that left searing afterimages in the air, occasionally crossing his arms to launch a swirling vortex of dragon flame. The courtyard turned into a cauldron of swirling energies, red and violet lights dancing across the stony ground.

The gathered elders observed with intense interest. Old Ji's eyes gleamed with satisfaction at the prowess of Wushuang, while Old Lao looked on with a faint smile, clearly proud that Yaoyun's progress was holding its own against the Fire Dragon. Nearby, lesser disciples watched in awe, some shielding their faces from the heat waves.

Yaoyun's first tail continued to pulsate with that eerie blue-violet light, but she realized that fighting Wushuang in his partially transformed state was taking a toll. She could last longer now that her stats were doubled, yet she sensed that Wushuang still had more to give.

' He's strong,' she acknowledged silently, rolling her shoulders to ease the tension. 'But I've got plenty left.'

For a moment, they both paused, breathing heavily. She studied his half-dragon features as scales across his forearms, a faint glow along his cheeks, and eyes that burned like molten metal. He studied her likewise, her single flaming tail, her slender form alight with foxfire.

Each believed the other still had untapped potential. The intensity of the clash was only increasing, yet neither was willing to back down. Yaoyun knew that unleashing a second tail was an option, but she hesitated.

'Should I go that far now?' she wondered. Part of her yearned to save something for the final stretch, but the pounding of her heart and the sting in her muscles told her she couldn't afford complacency.

A faint grin curved on Wushuang's lips as he launched another wave of fiery punches. She evaded two of them, the third grazing her shoulder. Pain flared, and the fabric of her outfit scorched.

In return, she slammed her palm—surging with foxfire—against his chest, forcing him to stagger. The resulting clash of flame and spirit energy sent sparks cascading in all directions, and the courtyard floor groaned under the pressure.

They broke apart again, each forced to concede a step. Panting, they locked eyes, acknowledging that the momentum now swung back and forth in an exhilarating dance.

The swirling energies of foxfire and dragonflame had found a rough equilibrium, magnified by the partial transformations each had achieved. The watchers collectively leaned in, aware that the duel had reached a pivotal stage.

Yaoyun's tail flicked restlessly behind her. She could keep pushing at this level, but she knew she had more to give and so did Wushuang. The question was, how much longer would they remain content with this impasse?

Still, for the moment, neither was prepared to escalate beyond this newly matched power. The fight had become a blazing standoff as Yaoyun with her single tail, Wushuang with his half-transformed physique.

Their gazes never left each other, each waiting for a sign, a split-second opening, to unleash a decisive blow.

They raised their hands in tandem, foxfire swirling around hers, dragonfire coursing through his.

Heat rippled across the courtyard, scalding the stone and forcing more observers to take refuge behind the heavier pillars. Sparks crackled in the charged air, and the tension wound tighter, like a coiled spring on the verge of release.

In the next moment, both of them hurtled forward once again—this time, determined to break the deadlock.

The courtyard erupted in a fierce swirl of heat and flame as Yaoyun and Wushuang clashed once more, each determined to break the stalemate they had reached.

The onlookers braced themselves, sensing that both combatants were on the cusp of going all out. Sparks ricocheted off the courtyard's stone walls, and trails of foxfire and dragonfire streaked across the ground in vivid arcs of purple and red.

Yaoyun led the charge, weaving advanced foxfire around her forearms. She shaped it into twin blades of flickering blue-violet flame, then slashed them toward Wushuang with fluid precision.

Her single flaming tail whipped behind her, acting almost like a counterweight to her swift lunges. She aimed to strike from multiple angles, hoping to overwhelm him with speed and cunning.

Wushuang, however, had grown used to her enhanced agility. The partial scales on his arms gleamed red-hot as he blocked each thrust, each slash. Whenever her foxfire got too close, he unleashed bursts of dragonfire from his fists, forcing her to parry or dodge.

Even with her doubled stats, Yaoyun found it difficult to completely break through his hardened defenses.