Within Kaiyang Academy, it was not only the students who noticed that Zhang Yu and Tang Chi were about to engage in a duel. Several profound cultivators serving as instructors, Wu Chang among them, also noticed the changes on the jade wall at once.
Wu Chang was seated in his residence. A figure appeared on each of the jade walls to either side of him, both dressed in cultivators' robes. One of them said, "Fellow Daoist Wu, Fellow Daoist Li, what do you think of this battle?"
The other shook his head. "That Fellow Daoist Zhang should not have agreed to this fight."
Wu Chang said nothing.
Although they disliked Tang Chi, who had always pressed down on them from above, and even wished for his defeat and ruin, they did not believe he would lose. After all, their impression of overseas cultivators was that their supernatural powers were passable, but their combat methods were lacking.
And Tang Chi was their old rival. They knew all too well how difficult he was to deal with.
Wu Chang suddenly said, "It has begun."
At the place where Zhang Yu and Tang Chi stood, dull tremors suddenly rang out from the square platforms of gold and jade around them. One after another, the platforms sank into the ground, clearing an open space six li across for the two of them.
In truth, for profound cultivators of their level, such a space was utterly insufficient. With a single burst of flight, they could leave its boundaries. But they also understood that this was already the greatest extent the Academy could provide.
Tang Chi wore a broad smile, appearing quite relaxed. Yet from the moment he saw Zhang Yu, he had released the Golden Mandate and begun observing Zhang Yu even as they spoke.