After a little over half a minute, the other participants in the Martial Tournament began taking the stage one after another, starting their matches.
A Martial Tournament meant taking the stage to test one's skills.
After all, none of them had reached a particularly high realm. Calling it a discussion of the Dao would be a bit much.
"Very well. I'll go first."
In the end, it was the Observing Envoy from World Relief Valley who made the first move.
He casually tossed out a cyan pill.
The pill swelled in the wind, growing larger as it sprouted facial features, arms, and legs.
By the time it landed on the arena, it had transformed into a mighty giant, nine feet tall, with dark cyan skin and eyes like blazing wheels!
He even carried a massive hammer in his hand.
In a deep, muffled voice, he said, "Please instruct me."
Was this the art of scattering beans to make soldiers?
It didn't quite seem like it...
Chen Yuanlin's heart stirred. He cupped his hands. "Please instruct me."
Whoosh!
The air split apart. The dark cyan giant was massively built, yet not the least bit slow.
In the blink of an eye, he charged up close and swung his huge hammer down with a mighty blow.
Boom!
It was as if the hammer had sucked all the air dry. Spiritual light surged like a rolling tide, sweeping in every direction, while the phantom image of a giant hammer seemed to crush the heavens.
Beneath that phantom hammer, the arena, several miles wide, looked like a little sailboat pitching in a rainstorm, ready to capsize at any moment.
Spirit Transformation!
The dark cyan giant was unmistakably a puppet in the Spirit Transformation realm.
Just as the fighters on the other arenas were about