Ling Tian and Brother Wen Jian had tested one another in three battles: close-quarters weapons combat, ranged energy attacks, and Soul Attacks. They had been evenly matched in all three, neither able to get the better of the other. They stood facing one another, admiration for each other clear in their eyes, like kindred spirits who had finally met.
"Brother Ling, there are many ways to fight in the Cultivation World, but the mainstream ones are the three we just tested, plus Daoist techniques," Brother Wen Jian said. Seeing Ling Tian nod, he continued, "There are also some unusual methods, such as formations and restrictions. You're an expert in that field, and I admit I'm no match for you there. But I'm confident I could break through a formation."
"We don't need to test that, do we?" Ling Tian shook his head. "Brother Wen Jian, I think you awakened the Spirit Eye, just like Min'er. Formations and restrictions would be as good as useless against you. I do know some powerful formations and restrictions, but they take time to set up. I doubt you'd give me that time."
"Oh? So you've learned quite a bit about me from Fairy Min'er." Brother Wen Jian paused in thought, but showed no displeasure. Instead, a hint of a smile played on his lips. "I rarely fight in earnest, so you don't know much about me. But I know quite a bit about you. That's unfair to you, so it saves me a lot of trouble that Fairy Min'er told you all this."
"There's nothing unfair about it. Being able to hide your strength and still defeat your opponent is a skill in itself." Ling Tian shook his head, then suddenly smiled. "Besides, I suspect our earlier matches were also part of your plan.