Su Ti's grab did not merely shock Long Yuanzhen; Uncle Liang, who was sitting nearby, abruptly stood up from his seat, his gaze filled with shock and disbelief.
"The Perfected Circle Realm!"
Setting aside the shock of the two men, the reason Su Ti went all out this time without any intention of concealing his cultivation was that his aura could not be hidden anyway. Since Long Yuanzhen and the others would find out sooner or later, he figured it was better to simply expose it.
Furthermore, after reaching the Perfected Circle Realm, he had not yet sparred with anyone at full strength. This move was intended to test himself in a full-out match against Long Yuanzhen.
Boom!
Su Ti threw out a grab, and the next second, a similarly dark-blue, oversized hand thrust forward, intercepting the King Python Hand that Su Ti had extended!
"You've reached the Perfected Circle Realm?!"
Long Yuanzhen looked at Su Ti and said, the shock on his face not yet fully receding.
Although the question was rhetorical, Long Yuanzhen was already certain of it.
He had practiced fist techniques for so many years; if he could not even discern the power behind someone's strike, he would have practiced in vain.
Previously, Su Ti had been too far away, exceeding his perception range, so he could not hear the other's heartbeat and breathing, and thus could not judge Su Ti's strength.
Yet now that the distance had closed and Su Ti had already struck, if he still could not determine the opponent's realm, he truly would have wasted all these years of practicing martial arts.
"Master, don't speak for now. Let's finish the fight first!"
Having spent the past two days itching for action, Su Ti was more than ready.
Since entering the Perfected Circle