This kind of contest was somewhat like a sparring exercise between martial artists.
When there was no deep enmity between them, going all out against each other could easily lead to injuries or even death when they failed to hold back.
So, for safe sparring, some martial artists had devised hand-bridging, using only their forearms to clash and test whose technique was superior.
The person who wanted to compete with Guan Tong meant the same thing.
For those who cultivated Mind Power Circulation, whoever could use their own Mind Power to interfere with or even disrupt the other person's natural circulation through physical contact would win.
This kind of contest required neither a venue nor time. It could begin right here and now.
"Come on, young man!"
The man shot out his hand. His movements were swift, and it was obvious that he was irritated.
He probably felt that, as a middle-aged man more than a decade older, being looked down on by someone like Guan Tong, who was not even twenty yet, was too humiliating.
Yet Guan Tong only found it amusing.
The fact that he had questioned Guan Tong's age was already enough to prove his ignorance and arrogance.
Besides, more than a year had passed since the Apocalypse Rules Era began. Did a teacher at the academy really not understand that in this era, younger people often had greater potential?
Items like Gene Optimization Fluid, for instance, produced better results the younger the user was.
If he knew that and still looked down on young people, then he was deliberately trying to put Guan Tong in his place.
That made Guan Tong even less inclined to indulge him.
He extended his hand and clasped the other man's palm.
The other man's Mind Power immediately surged through their