Previously, when they had carried boulders, Tie Dagang had earned fifty-three merit points all by himself. Among those at Spiritual Root Layer Two, he had been a cut above the rest.
In his little circle, he was one of the few at Spiritual Root Layer Two who had lasted until the end.
Of course, he was brimming with confidence, but he wouldn't underestimate Xu Yi, either.
The story of how he had seized Guanglong Hall showed clearly that he was a cunning and resourceful fellow. If Xu Yi weren't sure of himself, he wouldn't have proposed this wager.
They were cooped up in a little room, and a chance for some excitement was rare. No one tried to stop them; if anything, everyone eagerly helped set things up.
Meng Wanzhou channeled his spiritual energy, raising a nearly solid platform out of thin air.
Jiang Fei and Duan Tiandai saw this and each formed a platform woven from spiritual energy, both hovering just above the floor.
They had made these preparations for the contest between the two.
Otherwise, if the two of them really got into it, their strength would be so overwhelming that a single push for leverage could punch right through the floorboards.
"After you!"
"After you!"
Xu Yi and Tie Dagang each stepped onto a platform and rested an arm on the spiritual-energy platform Meng Wanzhou had conjured.
Tie Dagang was so tall that he stood more than a head above Xu Yi, who was already lean and lanky. They adjusted the height of the three platforms to the best position for both men to exert their strength.
Their hands clasped in an instant. Meng Wanzhou, acting as the temporary referee, had only just called for them to begin when Tie Dagang's already thick arm swelled even larger.