Won?
Watching Ai Changyuan slowly fall to the ground, Wang Qi felt a strange sense of unreality.
Against Ai Changyuan, he had not been certain of victory.
After that full-powered slash, he had even prepared himself for a fierce counterattack.
And yet I... won? "Hahaha..." Wang Qi could not hold it in and laughed aloud. He flicked his long blade with a flourish, its tip pointing at Ai Changyuan. "I won. What an interesting duel!"
Zhen Chanzi could not help mocking him. "...Kid, do you have to say that every time you finish fighting an opponent who counts as a formidable enemy?"
Ai Changyuan leaned against the restriction at the edge of the arena, temporarily unable to rise. The formation restriction had canceled out Wang Qi's final slash at the last moment, and Ai Changyuan wore low-grade enchanted robes, so he had not been injured. Hearing Wang Qi's words, the unruly genius youth first twitched in the chest, then burst into intermittent laughter. "Hahaha... haha... indeed, very interesting... cough, cough..."
Wang Qi closed his eyes, braced his blade against the ground, and smiled without speaking.
"Tian Ge Xing... Hehe, compared to the Da Xiang Xiangbo Gong and the Tian Shang Jue, your cultivation in Tian Ge Xing is clearly far inferior. Yet your final move was actually Tian Ge Xing. That final move was truly exquisite..."
Wang Qi's final slash had actually been unleashed using the power of Tian Ge Xing. He had long since stopped cultivating Tian Ge Xing; the total amount of electromagnetic Tian Ge Xing power in his body was not even one-tenth of Wu Shiqin's. Since the September monthly examination, Wang Qi had rarely used Tian Ge Xing to wound enemies. Even his classmates at Xinyue Immortal Academy subconsciously overlooked the fact that this guy also