Hearing Chen Yuan's words, Luo Hai looked rather surprised. "Have you become an Advanced War God?"
"Same as you, a Peak War God." Chen Yuan smiled.
"Improving so quickly—aren't you afraid your foundation will be unstable?" Luo Hai sounded concerned. He was not surprised by Chen Yuan's rate of improvement; he was worried that Chen Yuan had focused only on increasing his strength without building a solid foundation.
"Don't worry." Chen Yuan blinked and said jokingly, "My Force Exertion Level is higher than yours now."
"Oh? Then it looks like I can finally fight without holding back!" Luo Hai had long been looking forward to fighting Chen Yuan at full strength. Now that Chen Yuan had invited him, the little bit of gloom he had felt earlier had vanished entirely, and he immediately became eager to try.
"Right, you still can't use the power of Illusion Technique!" Luo Hai hurriedly set the rules. After thinking for a moment, he added, "And that bizarre movement technique from last time is off-limits too."
Chen Yuan's original purpose was not to win again. Ultimately, he simply wanted to put pressure on Luo Hai and see whether he could break through his bottleneck.
After all, Chen Yuan had been able to grow so quickly partly because Luo Hai had given him the Consciousness Helmet early on.
So Chen Yuan agreed to all of Luo Hai's conditions. "Don't worry. This time, we'll fight head-on. I won't bully you with my Consciousness Strength or movement technique."
"You said it!" Luo Hai's eyes lit up, and he impatiently grabbed Chen Yuan's clothes, ready to drag him to the Training Ground.
"What's the rush? I just got back. I haven't even put my luggage down yet." Chen Yuan did not know whether to laugh or cry at Luo