Eternal Steadfast Prestige

Everlasting Prestige

Bang!

With a dull thud, the Palm Scripture Envoy, who had blown out his own eyes with his own technique, not only crashed miserably to the ground, but his aura and strength also plummeted.

In an instant, he miraculously fell through the boundary of his rank, dropping to the peak of the Level 1 domain.

Zhang Sanxian, on the other hand, was the exact opposite. He had broken through his rank and firmly established himself at the early Level 2 stage (temporary).

At the same time, his various physical and soul attributes—such as [Soul Strengthening], [Depressive Force], [Finger Claw], and [Focusing Spirit]—

suddenly gained a blurry (+1) marker within the brackets—more precisely, after each Level 1 designation—becoming [XX Level 1 (+1)].

And so Zhang Sanxian understood. He had suddenly grasped the true essence of the Intent-Force Martial Way.

"So that's how it is~"

Zhang Sanxian said in realization, "So when martial artists of this Intent-Force system fight each other, the essence is a 'prestige' offensive and defensive battle.

"No matter what means are used, as long as one can weaken or even crush the enemy's 'prestige,' their strength can be greatly reduced.

"Likewise, no matter what method is used, as long as one can bolster one's own 'prestige,' one's own strength can be greatly increased.

"So this is how the game is played. Mm~ Interesting. Truly interesting."

He knew that such enhancements and weakenings were, in truth, only temporary phenomena.

Once the battle ended and the smoke cleared, these temporary effects would drift away with the wind.

At that point, whatever increase he had gained—or weakening he had suffered—would fall or rise back to their original level.

"Heh~"

Zhang Sanxian shook his head and laughed. "Looks like becoming an eternal powerhouse in this world really isn't easy. You