"Not bad."
Mu Chen stood where he was, shook out his fist, and nodded in satisfaction.
By his estimation, the Three-Pattern Thunder Body could probably crush someone in the late stage of the Heaven Melting Realm.
But against an old hand like He Yao, it could at most inflict serious injuries.
If he could condense two more patterns and reach the Five-Pattern level, he could likely kill someone with a single punch.
"Mu Chen, you've completely enraged me!"
He Yao rose to his feet and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his expression frighteningly grim.
He stared fixedly at Mu Chen and spoke one word at a time.
The next moment, a mighty surge of spiritual energy burst forth.
A vast sea of emerald-green spiritual energy flowed through the air like liquid jade, nearly blanketing half the sky. Its pressure was astonishing.
"Late stage of the Heaven Transformation Realm? He Yao was hiding his strength so well..."
Su Xuan murmured in a daze.
She had thought that since the two of them ranked third and fourth on the Heaven Ranking, their positions so close together, and both were in the middle stage of the Heaven Transformation Realm, their combat strength should be about equal.
Though gentle by nature, she wasn't without a temper.
She had earned the prestigious title of third on the Heaven Ranking with her own fists. When had she ever needed that detestable He Yao to go easy on her?
Yet today, He Yao had surpassed her simply through his spiritual energy cultivation.
"Late stage of the Heaven Transformation Realm? Trash."
Mu Chen frowned, his disappointment plain.
What the hell? After all that, he'd thought this He Yao would be strong.
And this was it? This was all he had?!
He wasn't even as