Before his words had even faded, a violent aura erupted from Wang Qiu.
The bearing of a top-tier prodigy was on full display in that moment.
Seeing Wang Qiu erupt after holding back, Su Yuan's first thought was to take Yang Meier hostage.
After all, the second stage that had covered this guy in golden light just now had been genuinely terrifying.
But the next second, Su Yuan realized something was wrong.
Because the aura Wang Qiu was releasing now contained not a trace of golden light.
"Hmm? What's going on?"
Su Yuan was puzzled. He almost thought Wang Qiu was hiding his true strength.
But when he recalled the thick stench of money within that golden light, an idea suddenly occurred to him.
"Could it be... that this guy's second stage requires him to spend his savings to use it?"
Thinking of the seven million already sitting in his account, Su Yuan's slightly tense heart immediately relaxed.
Well, would you look at that. He'd used his ultimate move before the fight had even started.
Wasn't this basically handing over a free kill?
"Su Yuan! You'll pay for what you've done!"
Wang Qiu roared coldly.
"I admit your schemes against me were very clever, but what matters most to a cultivator is still their own strength!"
"Without strength, all your plans are nothing but empty talk!"
"Today, I'll use my overwhelming strength to show you the gap between us!"
He took a step forward. With the strength of his top-tier Physical Body, he shot out like a cannonball, abundant, solid spiritual power gathering around his fist as he drove it toward Su Yuan's chest!
The punch wasn't flashy, but it carried the oppressive force of an overloaded dump truck barreling toward you.
Yet Su Yuan didn't take the punch seriously