A flicker of approval flashed through He Beiyi's eyes, then gave way to indifference. Xu Yi cupped his fists. "Brother Long, you let me win." Dragon Tyrant said coldly, "What kind of divine ability did you use? How could you have so much strength? Among the Demon Race, my Coiled Dragon Giant Elephant is the fiercest. How could you possibly beat me?"
Xu Yi said, "Haven't you heard of the marvelous art of using four ounces to move a thousand pounds? The Great Dao of Numerology offers endless subtleties in channeling force. I broke through Brother Long's strength by borrowing it. So the one who defeated Brother Long was Brother Long himself. There's no need to take it to heart."
Inside the Starry Sky Ring, Desolate Charm couldn't take it anymore and scoffed, "That's complete nonsense. If you hadn't used the Witch Clan's brute force, could you have broken through this Dragon Tyrant?"
What Desolate Charm considered a lie, Dragon Tyrant found quite pleasing to hear. In this world, face mattered most. Today, Xu Yi had beaten him at the one thing he prided himself on most—strength. The fury and unwillingness in his heart were only natural.
Now that Xu Yi had put it that way, he felt much better. He cupped his fists and said, "Brother Xu is truly gifted. I, Long, admire you. I lost this fight, and I accept the defeat completely."
Xu Yi cupped his fists toward He Beiyi and was about to speak when He Beiyi cut him off. "A win through trickery proves nothing. For cultivators like us, the most important thing is the Life Wheel. A strong Life Wheel means a solid foundation, and only with a solid foundation can you achieve anything else. Xu Yi, do you dare compete with a talented