No one found it surprising that Lin Wushuang had instantly killed Liu Qingchen.
Instead, nearly everyone felt it was only natural.
Perhaps before coming to the Immortal Sect Grand Competition, many people had not known what True Intent was, nor had they understood such a high-end power.
But during their time at the Immortal Sect, watching the clashes of those peak prodigies of their generation and listening to the discussions all around them,
they had long since been given a thorough introduction through those conversations.
They understood the existence of a power like True Intent,
as well as the true worth of a candidate Daozi.
Thus, some people believed that
when facing the same Liu Qingchen,
Lin Wushuang had been able to kill him in a single move, while Shen Changchuan had needed more than a thousand exchanges to resolve the battle.
The difference in their levels was beyond question.
Of course,
such discussions had no effect whatsoever on Shen Changchuan.
He carefully watched Lin Wushuang's battle, analyzing the power within him as his gaze flickered faintly.
Although Lin Wushuang's battle with Liu Qingchen
had still been as effortless as the previous ones, defeating his opponent in a single move and revealing little information,
the power of Blazing Sun True Intent had inevitably displayed quite a few of its traits and details.
Some of that information gave Shen Changchuan much to ponder.
Especially when, under his close observation, he saw the scene of space being scorched through and affected by Blazing Sun True Intent,
Shen Changchuan's gaze became unfathomably deep.
Perhaps
there was still a chance.
Shen Changchuan thought to himself.
The twenty-to-ten finals did not last long.
There were only ten matches,
not many at all,
and they soon came to an end.
Yet these one-battle-to-decide-life-and-death finals were indeed