"Something's not right?" Elder Lin, who rarely spoke by the edge of the arena, looked at the battle and uttered in surprise.

"Elder Lin, what's wrong?" Pei Yan also felt that the situation on the field was somewhat strange, but he couldn't find the problem and asked anxiously.

"The attack called 'Sealing Veins' by this little girl is very similar to my vein ability, but frankly, her technique is much more advanced." Elder Lin gazed at Lin Xunrou, who was still attacking in the air, and lamented, "If I were to face you Children of Origin now, merely attempting to break through the complex Source Qi protection on your bodies could be the end of me, let alone your peculiar physiques. I've been observing the bloodlines, cultivation techniques, and physiques of the Children of Origin for days; even if they stood still while I used my vein ability, it would be difficult to achieve optimal striking effects."

Having said that, Elder Lin pointed at Lin Xunrou and changed the subject, "But the young girl can not only sense the vital points of the opponent's vein operation the first time but also ignore the Source Qi protection on the opponent's body. Every punch targets the vital point of the opponent's Source Qi operation, injecting her Source Qi into the opponent's body to seal the veins. If this goes on, Ivan's internal Source Qi will become stagnant, perhaps stopping altogether, turning him into a living target relying only on physical strength to withstand blows."

"Isn't that good? What's the problem?" Jiang Feiyang listened to Elder Lin and asked confusingly.

"The problem is she didn't continue doing this!" Elder Lin looked at the arena in confusion, "After a few brilliant attacks, she suddenly stopped using this simple and effective attack method for no apparent reason and started... "

Elder Lin pondered for a moment and found suitable phrasing to continue, "Started a simple physical assault, as if venting frustration! Yes! Like venting frustration."

"Uh~." This statement left those around speechless. Zheng Jia Ru thought briefly, shrugged indifferently, and said, "Maybe she was provoked by the opponent's words and decided to teach him a lesson, to torture her opponent."

"There's that possibility, but it shouldn't be! I don't know this person well, but as a master of this level, even if angered, she should be able to distinguish between primary and secondary attacks and shouldn't make such a basic mistake." Saying this, Pei Yan turned his head to look at the Daoist Realm seats on the other side of the arena. Standing there watching, Lin Daozi and Ning Quanchen also bore expressions of confusion and concern, obviously finding Lin Xunrou's behavior quite unusual.

Strange events often conceal secrets. Watching Ivan being pummeled while Source Qi invisibly wafted out from his body and seeped into Lin Xunrou's, Pei Yan lowered his voice and inquired, "Is it those bizarre Source Qi's doing?"

"Just watch, the matter will soon be resolved." Jun Zhao did not directly answer Pei Yan's question, keeping some suspense.

On the arena, Lin Xunrou continued her rampage against Ivan, but by now even casual spectators could see she was mentally unhinged. The poised and elegant image of Fairy Lin as she first stepped onto the stage was now utterly gone. The once precise techniques, capable of toppling the world, were replaced by a chaotic barrage of kicks and punches, her formerly calm and indifferent demeanor replaced by madness, with bloodshot eyes and hair disheveled in the wind.

A mad person relentlessly beating another madder person.

Such a scene, akin to a brawl between village brawlers, completely overturned the perceptions of those familiar with her and marked the start of her competition's decline.

The chaotic techniques gave Ivan a chance to counterattack. Seizing the opportunity when Lin Xunrou's wide-angle strike missed, Ivan sidestepped successfully escaping her offensive. Despite being covered in injuries, he faced Lin Xunrou chasing after him and couldn't stop laughing, raising his hand as three vicious dogs leapt out in front of him.

According to Lin Xunrou's Body Technique, she could completely bypass the three vicious dogs and continue attacking Ivan, but now, maddened as she was, she seemed intent on destroying everything blocking her path, monsters daring to hinder her steps. She stopped her chase and began attacking the dogs.

Obtaining a moment's respite, Ivan finally ceased his eerie laughter. He used his hand to relocate his jaw that had been dislocated after self-healing, then wiped away the blood splattered on his face, raised his hand to grasp at the space where his broken staff was, the staff automatically repaired itself and returned to his hand.

By now, all three vicious dogs had been shredded by Lin Xunrou. Leaning on his newly healed, shining staff, Ivan waved his hand again and several more vicious dogs burrowed out from the ground, charging at her.

"Our abilities are quite similar! The Divine Artifacts we've merged with are quite alike! Hmm!" The pain from his body forced Ivan to halt his speech, clutching the wound on his stomach. After a moment to compose himself, he continued, "Your Power of Origin should be Qi! Controlling the flow of Qi, the Source Qi in the air, your own Source Qi, even the opponent's Source Qi, can all be used by you! Not only that, your mastery over Qi is extremely precise. To some extent, as long as you have enough energy, you could even achieve high-frequency Source Qi slashes like that monster Pei Yan."

Outside the arena, hearing this appraisal, Pei Yan furrowed his brows slightly, "Is that really so?"

"Yes, Lin Ruxue is rather favorable towards this disciple; the Power of Origin Qi can be considered the most basic yet most versatile. With this ability, any magic or technique Lin Xunrou deploys will be doubly efficient. Any type of magic unleashed with Power of Origin Qi will produce a power second only to the elemental Power of Origin itself, and it offers advantages in Source Qi recovery, injury recovery, and bodily defense beyond others. Alas!" Jun Zhao finished answering and sighed regretfully, "Unfortunately, the opponent she has encountered effectively counters her; otherwise, who wins and who loses wouldn't be clear if she were allowed to fully display her skills."

On stage, after escaping, Ivan continued standing there boasting, "And your merged Divine Artifact, it's those gloves, right? They can coordinate with your Power of Origin, instantly draining my body's protective Source Qi upon contact, no matter how much Source Qi I produce afterward as protection, you'll absorb it all into your body, akin to our Blood Blade's devouring, continuously weakening the opponent while strengthening yourself, yet without consuming as much, it's truly a rogue's strategy."

At this point, Ivan's tone turned sinister with a sneer, "Didn't your instructor teach you not to randomly consume things from outside?"