On the stage, Gong Fanxing was badly wounded and knew she was no longer fit to continue fighting.
She was decisive enough. Without saying a word, she walked toward the edge of the martial arena.
"Wait."
"What, are you planning to mock me?" Gong Fanxing turned back toward Chuyang.
Chuyang shook his head and said calmly, "Your mind is filled with too many distracting thoughts. With your aptitude, your current strength is far from what you should have achieved."
Gong Fanxing frowned slightly, then sneered. "I'm a demon—the embodiment of desire. If I don't have many distracting thoughts, what kind of demon would I be?"
Chuyang slowly said, "Even as a demon, you can still become extremely powerful by reaching the pinnacle of demonic nature. What kind of demon are you, then?"
Gong Fanxing's spirit trembled. In the world of her mind, it was as though a thunderclap had resounded beneath a clear sky... She lowered her head, then raised it again and said, "Thank you for your guidance." Then she left the arena directly.
At this moment, Chuyang was still standing on the martial arena. Judging by the situation, she had no intention of coming down.
However, now that the challenge matches had reached this point, fewer and fewer supernaturals were willing to take the stage.
On the flat level at the top of the Li Viewing Stand, Teacher Prin honestly held onto the iron railing of the stairs and slowly climbed up... He had been at this Power Conference for some time.
The scenery along the way had been pleasant. There was even a flower market nearby, and the flowers there were quite beautiful. He had lingered for a while, so he had missed the opening of the Power Conference.
He had not participated under the