"Jiang, brother, you're really impressive. You forced me to use the power of my Myriad Gold Body. Among these geniuses, your combat strength can at least rank in the top six."
Jin Lin withdrew his aura, walked over, and slung an arm around Jiang Ping An's shoulders, speaking with deep admiration.
Jiang Ping An smiled wryly. He suspected the other man was showing off, but he had no proof.
Jin Lin patted his shoulder. "Don't look like that. Talent is something bestowed by one's family. Tyrant Bodies and Sacred Bodies are even more monstrous. With your perseverance, if you had my talent, you'd definitely be stronger."
"Thank you for your guidance, Brother Jin. It's getting late. I'll head back to cultivate first. We'll compete again next time."
Jiang Ping An had just obtained the second and third layers of the "Limitless Fist" and "Thunder Flash."
Once he learned these techniques, perhaps he would have the ability to fight Jin Lin.
"Farewell." Jin Lin bid him goodbye warmly.
The two parted ways.
Jiang Ping An returned to his room.
The moment he entered, he saw Xia Qing sitting at the table in her room, quietly writing memorials.
Jiang Ping An's gaze shifted swiftly. He cupped his fists and respectfully said, "Princess, have you found the culprit from Spirit Terrace Kingdom?"
"Did you think you'd done it so flawlessly that you were still smug because no one could trace it back to you?"
Xia Qing set down the memorial in her hand.
Jiang Ping An said in confusion, "Princess, what are you talking about?"
Xia Qing put down the memorial, and a terrifying aura burst forth.
Jiang Ping An immediately found it difficult to breathe, his face flushing red.
Xia Qing stared at him coldly. "Did you think that just because you