"Okay, let's keep it friendly. Just a friendly spar."
Jiawei had begun to believe Garen. Although he had agreed to Garen's request for a spar, he still thought it best to make clear that they should keep it friendly.
After all, no one would lie about being a Prefecture Lord if they lacked the strength to back it up. Such a lie would be too easy to expose.
At the foot of Tianji Mountain Range.
The two men faced each other in midair.
After nodding to Jiawei, Garen said,
"Elder Jiawei, let's begin!"
"Alright."
After their exchange, everyone focused on the two of them.
Linley and the others looked relaxed, while the Azure Dragon Clan's patrolling soldiers were all eagerly anticipating the match.
After all, every elder in the clan possessed the strength of a Seven-Star Fiend.
Garen claimed to have once been a Prefecture Lord, so he should be quite powerful. These patrolling soldiers weren't qualified to go to Blood War Valley, and it had been many years since they'd seen such powerful fighters in action.
But then something happened that left both sides bewildered.
From beginning to end, neither man moved. Anyone who didn't know better would have thought they hadn't started yet.
But they were all Gods, so they naturally sensed the Wind-style energy around Jiawei.
Garen watched Jiawei with a smile the entire time.
By now, Jiawei's face had turned bright red, and his heart was in turmoil.
"How is this possible? His Wind Binding has me completely immobilized! What kind of binding technique is this? If we were on a battlefield, he could kill me with ease."
Jiawei was an elder of the Azure Dragon Clan. Although he wasn't a true divine beast, he possessed the Azure Dragon Bloodline, and his physical strength far surpassed