The instant his words fell, Bai He moved.
Everyone could only vaguely catch a blur of an afterimage. In the next instant, Bai He appeared behind Dai Yao, his hands clasped behind his back, calm and unhurried.
Bai He glanced blandly at Dai Yao, who stood motionless ahead of him, and said, "Young man, you're quite good, but big talk still has to be backed by strength. Otherwise, you'll only make a fool of yourself."
As he spoke, he reached out, intending to place his hand on Dai Yao's shoulder. As long as he touched Dai Yao's body, he would win the wager.
But in the next moment, his hand sank straight into Dai Yao's "body."
Bai He was abruptly startled, and everyone present could not help letting out low cries of surprise.
"Senior, I've learned something. However, I believe I do have that strength."
A voice rang out behind Bai He, brimming with confidence.
At that moment, the Dai Yao in front of Bai He vanished. Bai He whipped his head around, and behind him, Dai Yao was standing there clearly. It turned out what he had tried to touch just now had only been Dai Yao's afterimage.
Bai He's pupils suddenly contracted, and an uncontrollable shock surfaced on his weathered face.
Although he had not used his martial soul, the speed he had shown just now was something even some Agility-Attack Type Soul Sages would not be able to react to.
This young man could not only see his movements, but also respond to them. That was absolutely not something an ordinary person could do. Bai He's previously certain heart suddenly sank. From a young man, he had actually sensed a threat in terms of speed.
"It seems this old man underestimated you."
After a long moment, Bai