The Tournament Reaches Its Midpoint

After a while, Thunderclap composed himself. He sent his divine sense to find Qin Heng and asked, "Was that secret art you used just now your own creation?"

Qin Heng replied, "Mm. I had a flash of inspiration and comprehended it by chance. I'm still not very proficient with it."

Thunderclap sighed. "You're only three Void Ash Years old. That comprehension of yours... ten of me wouldn't equal one of you."

Qin Heng said, "Everyone has their own path. There's no need to compare like that. Your strength already surpasses the vast majority of living beings in the universe."

Thunderclap said, "Mm, I've adjusted my mindset. I may not be able to beat you, but making the top ten shouldn't be difficult for me. I still have a good chance."

That battle refreshed every spectator's understanding of Qin Heng.

From this moment onward, Qin Heng was no longer merely someone "with hopes of competing for first place." He had directly taken his place as the presumptive leader!

When others fought, it was called a battle between geniuses.

But anyone who fought him was said to be "challenging the presumptive leader"!

Having witnessed Thunderclap's defeat, the few people who still maintained perfect records all felt uneasy.

At this point, only a scant few still eagerly anticipated fighting Qin Heng.

Round 387 became a watershed. Qin Heng used his self-created secret art to erect a towering peak.

After every battle between the various races' prodigies, everyone would secretly analyze whether their strength was enough to reach the height of Qin Heng's majestic mountain.

If they could not, they could only be considered "the weak."

If someone came close, they could be called a top-tier existence.

In round 389, Yan Feng encountered Qionghai Jingyuan in a vicious battle.

Jing Yuan's power was primarily