As the Magic Array solidified and sealed the stage, Lin Zhuo said, "I'm no match for you. There's no need to fight this round."
He had actually chosen to concede.
Li Hao was a little surprised. He hadn't expected his opponent to accept defeat willingly.
During the earlier qualifiers for the top hundred, Lin Zhuo had clearly wanted to fight him.
Seeing Li Hao's surprised expression, however, the corner of Lin Zhuo's mouth twitched, and he gave a bitter smile.
After witnessing that sword strike from Li Hao, he had already seen the gulf between them.
If it had only been the Eternal Dao Domain and that terrifying Dharma Form power, he still had his own Dao and could have drawn the battle toward his strengths. But Li Hao's sword strike had severed that hope.
"Leaving your name in the All Heavens Blood Characters is indeed impressive, but this isn't our final contest. Once I become a Sage, I'll seek you out again to debate the Dao!"
Lin Zhuo said, "As a Heavenly Prodigy, I still feel some reluctance deep down, but I also admire Li Hao, who stands among the strongest alongside me."
He had initially disliked this unfamiliar outsider who stole all the limelight, but now he was thoroughly convinced.
As Lin Zhuo's words rang out, an uproar swept through the crowd.
Everyone was astonished. They hadn't expected a Supreme Saint Disciple to concede without even exchanging blows with Li Hao.
Subduing an enemy without fighting was a method of the Path of War, yet it had manifested in Li Hao here.
Still, despite their surprise, quite a few people felt an unusual sense of understanding.
After all, the power Li Hao had displayed earlier made him a true monster within the Dao Law Realm. Conceding was perfectly