Even though Green could not accept it, he still could not change the fact that Xu Jingming possessed Perfect Level Spear Technique.
On the arena, Xu Jingming's gaze was icy.
The long spear in his hand danced, with strands of black lightning flickering around its tip.
Every thrust and sweep erupted with dazzling lightning, making it difficult for Green to fend him off and forcing him to retreat again and again.
Everywhere the two passed was like a Category Ten typhoon sweeping through.
Buildings collapsed and the ground cracked. Not a single structure remained intact.
"Boss is actually being suppressed in close combat? What kind of monster is this Xu Jingming?"
In the VIP Hall, Meng Ke's eyes widened as she stared at the scene in disbelief.
Unlike him, his younger sister Meng Yu seemed to have noticed something. After pondering for a moment, she said, "Xu Jingming's spear technique is extremely exquisite. I suspect it has already reached the Perfect Level."
"No need to suspect it. It is Perfect Level."
Their teacher Boke spoke up, confirming Meng Yu's guess.
"It really is Perfect Level?"
Meng Ke opened his mouth, wanting to say something, yet not knowing what to say.
In the end, he could only sigh with a complicated expression. "This guy... even in our era, he would probably have been among the most terrifying people..."
It was not easy to train any weapon technique to the Perfect Level.
Among the Eighth-Order Radiant Light Level prodigies of their Kindling Divine Hall, only three had reached perfection.
One of them was even nearly forty years old and had relied entirely on time to reach that point.
A Perfect Level like Xu Jingming, who was not even twenty-one yet, was simply beyond words...
Unlike people such as the Meng siblings, the