The Forest Man chose to concede.
When skill fell short, the feeling in battle was actually more agonizing than being purely suppressed by realm or raw strength.
After all, when both sides possessed roughly equal power, yet you still fell short of the other party, the shock to the mind was undoubtedly far greater. In the short term, it was nothing much, but once it dragged on, the psychological burden would become enormous—enough to make one doubt oneself.
So, after realizing Li Su's strength, he did not choose to persist.
After all, his skill was only at the peak of the beginner level—merely the stage of practice making perfect. There was still quite a long road before he reached intermediate level, let alone advanced.
A battle under such circumstances held almost no great value.
At most, it allowed one to experience the shock brought by high-level skill, to understand the rough outline of such skill.
Of course, that alone was already more than enough.
At the very least, the Forest Man had sensed the room that existed within skill, as well as the direction he should pursue in the future.
Without question, that was more important than anything else.
Summit Battle was an unconventional form of combat among the Earth Clan, yet it had managed to survive here for a reason.
Compared to the bloody slaughter favored by the Earth Clan, battles of high-level skill undoubtedly offered far greater returns. Especially for the majority of other races whose strength had already reached its limit, it was tantamount to an entirely new path for improving themselves.
After all, other races differed from cultivators. Though their talents were astonishing, their cultivation exceptionally easy, and they could swiftly break through to become Celestial Immortals, True Immortals, or even powerhouses of the Taiyi realm—