"Did you actually want to beat me up?"
Beneath the Bodhi Tree, Qin Yi crouched with his head covered in defense while Liusu hopped onto his head and hammered away with her tiny fists. "You want to beat me up? I'll beat you to death."
Qin Yi held his head and said, "Stop hitting me! You'll beat me stupid!"
"You were stupid to begin with. Even the plate says you're a fool."
"...I was only asking whether this plan was a possible solution. If I beat you..."
"If you beat me, of course you could rid yourself of dependency and weakness." Liusu stopped hitting him, folded her arms, and sneered. "But Little Qin..."
"..."
"You must deeply understand that this is an impossible mission."
Qin Yi felt that this did indeed seem like an impossible mission.
The club was about to reach Supreme Clarity. It had no threshold to cross—once it settled its body, it would surely succeed, and according to it, it might very well go straight to Supreme Clarity Perfection.
Meanwhile, he was still stuck at the Formless stage. What was he supposed to use to fight the club—his head?
He did have some ability to challenge opponents above his level, but the club had taught him all of that. Those traits would be utterly useless before the club; perhaps he would instead be the one challenged across realms.
No matter how he looked at it, it was an insurmountable mountain.
Of course, pinning someone down did not necessarily require being stronger than them. For instance, could he beat Miss Yue? Obviously not. Yet hadn't Miss Yue still ended up lying there?
Mm.
It was just that he could not use that move on the club. It was only a ball.
Qin Yi crouched beneath the Bodhi Tree,