Two and a half incense sticks had passed.
After Soaring Eagle, Tang Yuan too crashed down onto the water's surface.
This time, that terrifying recovery ability did not manifest again.
It was not because recovering in the water was inconvenient, but because on the rocky ground earlier, he had already absorbed an excessive amount of spiritual energy and condensed it within his meridians, placing no small burden on his body.
Under such circumstances, that domineering, plundering method of recovery was no longer suitable.
It was precisely because of the excess spiritual energy gathered inside him that he had been able to perfectly maintain a weakened facade during the earlier entanglement.
He truly was weak, but it was the spiritual energy within him that was depleted. The reserve spiritual energy he had deliberately compressed and concealed remained abundant, swelling his meridians until they ached and nearly tore apart.
Only after he unleashed the first level of Shimmering Steps, Thunder Hidden Dragon Travel, did he begin to use it, releasing all of it at once and briefly creating the illusion that he had returned to peak condition.
His weakness now could be considered a double weakness.
It would not be so easy to recover from.
But he did not regret it. Only by doing this could he secure that slim chance of victory at the smallest possible cost.
This had been his plan from the very beginning.
A brief silence fell over the cliff.
Everyone stood rooted to the spot, stunned by the abrupt ending.
They had imagined ten thousand ways Tang Yuan might lose, but never had they expected him to turn the tide so swiftly in the blink of an eye and defeat Soaring Eagle in an instant.
It had all happened too suddenly, so suddenly that they could