As he spoke, a trace of astonishment appeared on Lin Wushuang's face.
He could not help reacting that way.
In the past,
it was not as though he had never encountered opponents who temporarily gained the ability to wield a certain degree of Space Power through Spirit Tools,
but Shen Changchuan was the first person Lin Wushuang had met who had truly comprehended and personally taken his first steps toward mastering Space Power.
And in the earlier tournament,
when Shen Changchuan dealt with his enemies, he had generally dispatched them with effortless ease,
never once displaying just how formidable that Space Power truly was.
Unless one truly faced him in battle,
merely watching from the sidelines made it impossible to feel that immense pressure.
It was precisely because of this
that, before stepping onto the stage, Lin Wushuang had tried his utmost to overestimate Shen Changchuan.
Yet once they truly crossed hands, he discovered that he had still vastly underestimated him!
The power produced by Space Power personally wielded by Shen Changchuan and fused with all manner of wondrous spells far exceeded his expectations!
It even made Lin Wushuang feel as if he were facing his grandfather!
"Your strength is worthy of my recognition!"
At this moment,
although Lin Wushuang's gaze toward Shen Changchuan remained proud, it no longer carried the lofty, disdainful scrutiny from before.
In those few short breaths,
after dozens, perhaps hundreds, of exchanged moves,
he had acknowledged Shen Changchuan before him.
Although he still did not believe Shen Changchuan could be his opponent,
he nevertheless treated an adversary capable of reaching such a level with respect.
"Your Excellency truly lives up to your reputation as the renowned Daozi candidate. You are indeed worthy of the name!"
On the arena stage,
Shen Changchuan floated in midair, his