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No matter how effortless borrowing and converting force could be, it ultimately still required some expenditure of strength and stamina.

If the Ximen Swordsman had faced someone other than Lin Shen, trading two or three percent of his own battle damage for dozens of times that of his enemy would indeed assure victory without loss.

However, Lin Shen was willing to trade dozens of times his own battle damage for merely two or three percent of the Ximen Swordsman\'s; Lin Shen could endure a loss dozens of times greater, while it was uncertain whether the Ximen Swordsman could last to the end with just a two or three percent loss.

What Lin Shen was banking on was his profound foundation and strong endurance.

As the two men fought fiercely, everyone saw Lin Shen continuously using Tidal Fist Force, recklessly squandering his power without any unexpected winning moves, and they all felt that the outcome of the battle seemed to be a forgone conclusion.

In the beginning, Tian Xun thought that Lin Shen would surely use his true strength at about the same time, but after waiting left and right, he found Lin Shen still wasting his power, somewhat surprised.

"Lin Shen, what are you doing, why haven\'t you used your real strength yet?" Tian Xin couldn\'t help but shout to Lin Shen in the midst of the battlefield.

Upon hearing Tian Xin\'s words, the Ximen Swordsman secretly sneered in his heart, knowing full well that Lin Shen hadn\'t given his all and still had something hidden.

That didn\'t matter, for Lin Shen had hidden skills, and so did he; after using skills, he felt he wouldn\'t lose to Lin Shen.

Now that Lin Shen wasn\'t using his skills, of course, he too was happy with the status quo and had no intention of revealing his trump cards. After all, it would certainly be Lin Shen who\'d lose out in a prolonged battle.

Everyone held this view of the battle, but as time ticked by, Lin Shen\'s endurance began to exceed their expectations, and his Fist Power remained as strong as ever.

"Eh, his energy restoration skill is quite strong, huh? After so long, he can still hold on," said Chi Xiong, unable to resist commenting.

"Indeed quite enduring, but even if his strength can be restored, his physical and stamina won\'t fully recover. Over time, even the strongest recovery ability will make him feel weak," Chi 118 said.

As time passed, another span of time went by, and even An 117 began to feel impatient, "Lin Shen\'s stamina is somewhat strange; he\'s not planning to fight a war of attrition with the Ximen Swordsman, is he?"

"Is that even possible? The Ximen Swordsman has only used a fraction of his strength, while Lin Shen\'s exhaustion is tens to hundreds of times greater than his; can he really fight a battle of attrition like that?" Chi 118\'s expression had already turned peculiar.

After yet another period of time passed, the crowd realized that Lin Shen remained vigorous, one punch rolling into the next, without the slightest hint of cessation.

By now, everyone had begun to wonder, and Tian Xin\'s expression grew odd as she thought to herself, "Damn, how can this guy last so long? He\'s like… like... that unyielding..."

While Tian Xin contemplated, her mind recalled a certain unclean image that made her feel inferior, and forced her to keep a two-urinal distance in the bathroom; her complexion instantly turned somewhat unnatural.

Seven or eight hours had passed, and even the Ximen Swordsman in the fight had realized Lin Shen was set on a war of attrition.

The Ximen Swordsman\'s heart was filled with reluctance, "Why should you be able to fight a war of attrition with such reckless depletion? You want to play it like that? Then I\'ll play along to the end. I don\'t believe that with such tactics, I could lose."

The Ximen Swordsman stared coldly at Lin Shen, his form like a phoenix soaring through the nine heavens, and also like an angry dragon writhing in the sea, swimming freely amidst the overwhelming Tidal Fist Force of Lin Shen.

Tian Xun and the others had originally expected the battle to be over quickly, but after such a long time, it was still ongoing with no signs of determining the victor.

Their predicted end time had been broken over and over, leaving them no choice but to continue watching patiently.

When the battle exceeded twenty hours, even Chi 118 and An 117 changed their expressions.

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"Is this guy a machine? How can a carbon-based life form engage in high-intensity combat for such a long time?" Chi 118 couldn\'t help but exclaim.

"Even a machine would overheat and wear out after running at high intensity continuously. This person\'s endurance is truly astonishing. Tian Xun, congratulations on finding a special talent," An 117 admired.

"It\'s just that his endurance is a bit stronger than the average person, nothing special," Tian Xun said, though the corners of his mouth inadvertently curled up, unable to be suppressed.

"I\'ve seen those who can consume, but never someone who can consume like this, sustaining dozens or even hundreds of times more combat damage and consumption than others. Is this something a human can manage?" Tian Xin\'s eyes were red with envy.

Regardless of whether Lin Shen could win this battle, the profound endurance he had shown was enough to demand respect.

The Ximen Swordsman began to feel that something was wrong, as he started to feel fatigued, while Lin Shen\'s Fist Power remained undiminished.

"This guy... this guy... is he really human?" The originally confident Ximen Swordsman\'s beliefs had begun to waver.

He thought he was wearing down Lin Shen, but suddenly realized that he seemed to be the one being consumed by Lin Shen, who could endure that?

As time reached over thirty hours, the movements of the Ximen Swordsman had begun to deform to a certain extent, and his skill of using momentum and transforming energy was no longer perfect; he was showing flaws.

Yet Lin Shen did not take advantage of these vulnerabilities to attack; he continued to wear him down.

By now, everyone could see clearly that from the moment Lin Shen had used Tidal Fist Force, he had planned to engage the Ximen Swordsman in a battle of attrition.

The expressions of Chi 118 and An 117 were quite remarkable; this was completely opposite to their initial judgment.

They thought that the person being worn down would now turn out to be the winner, with the Ximen Swordsman showing obvious signs of fatigue, whereas Lin Shen remained as consistent as ever.

By this point, it was too late for the Ximen Swordsman to fight with all his might; his physical strength and endurance were clearly compromised.

Even if he wanted to fight to the death, Lin Shen wouldn\'t give him the chance now.

Unlike Lin Shen, the approach taken by the Ximen Swordsman doomed him to struggle for control; it wasn\'t just a matter of wanting to fight to the death.

Lin Shen, like a Perpetual Motion machine, threw punch after punch. Now, each of his punches, seemingly ineffectual, conveyed a terrifying sense of oppression.

The most ordinary things, when persisted with over a long time, far beyond the psychological expectations of most, would slowly start to seem incredible.

The likelihood of the Ximen Swordsman\'s movements being deformed increased, and the deformations became more serious—it was evident that he was truly tired.

But still, Lin Shen did not launch the final attack, maintaining a steady output.

This exerted even greater psychological pressure on the Ximen Swordsman than a direct defeat, planting in his mind the idea that Lin Shen might be invincible.

"We\'ve lost this battle," An 117 suddenly spoke up, interrupting the fight and conceding.