"Junior Sister Ding, let me do it." Another long-haired young man with a gentle demeanor leaped onto the platform.
"I am Mo Yinlan. Please instruct me."
The two exchanged no unnecessary words. True People were already extremely fast; once Returning True Force erupted with their moves, who was stronger and who was weaker became obvious after only a few exchanges.
With no more conversation, the two swiftly closed in for close-quarters combat.
The moment they traded blows, everyone saw the level they were at.
There was no sealing power, their force was not particularly strong, and they had none of the divine ability enhancements granted by Spirit Preservation.
Only when their innate abilities were paired with secret arts was their explosive power somewhat worth watching.
Standing below the platform, Wei He watched the two weaklings peck at each other like chickens and found it rather dull.
After all, with his current strength, he could kill an Ethereal State True Person expert one-on-one. He already stood at the very peak beneath the grandmasters of the entire Xuanmiao Sect.
So when he watched these two again, he found them exceedingly uninteresting.
Both of them used the Seven Marvelous True Skill together with Mysterious Lock Vigor to face their opponents.
With the same moves and the same force, what they competed in naturally became who had refined their practical application of combat more thoroughly.
Whose innate ability and personal technique worked together more skillfully, with greater power.
But after they had fought for a while, Ding Lei suddenly changed her moves. She no longer used the Seven Marvelous True Skill, instead employing another set of sinister palm techniques, soft as water.
The abrupt change in style immediately left Mo Yinlan flustered. After only a few exchanges, he was defeated and knocked off the