Could this have come any later?
It had only been a little over three months since Qin Shaofeng became Old Bai's disciple.
What could anyone accomplish in three months?
Practically nothing!
Even with White Emperor's terrifying strength and the peerless techniques he could teach Qin Shaofeng, no one believed Qin Shaofeng could achieve much in such a short time.
More importantly, everyone thought Qin Shaofeng had a special and powerful talent for space, and perhaps something unusual when it came to strength.
But compared with Zhou Ming, a member of the Giant Strength Royal Clan, he surely couldn't measure up.
Even Zhou Ming, a member of the Giant Strength Royal Clan, had only managed to unleash an attack exceeding thirty million jin by using his clan's bloodline divine ability, peerless divine strength.
If even the Giant Strength Royal Clan needed its bloodline divine ability, how could Qin Shaofeng, who had no such ability, possibly unleash an attack of thirty million jin?
So after Zhou Ming struck with an attack of thirty-six million jin, no one still thought Qin Shaofeng could win the championship.
The next contender, Niu Litian, was a formidable competitor, though.
Niu Litian's name might have sounded a little rustic, but as a genius of the Giant Strength Ox Demon Clan, he was no simple fellow.
The Giant Strength Ox Demon Clan was also part of the Ancient Demon Race, and its status was roughly equal to that of Zhou Ming's clan.
In fact, both the Ancient Saint Clan and the Ancient Demon Race took the All-around Competition extremely seriously.
Zhou Ming and Niu Litian had likely appeared as part of yet another contest between these two enormous ancient clans.
Now it was just a matter of seeing which side could hold the other down.
As a clan