Tang Chi felt the power of his Heartlight Seal rising without cease. It had climbed to a level he had never experienced before.
Yet this was still not the limit of the opponent before him. He could scarcely imagine how the other man had cultivated his heart force to such a degree.
Perhaps this man had invested most of his divine essence into the Heartlight Seal?
But beneath his "Forked Tongue," no matter how powerful the other man's heart force was, it would be useless.
The distance between them was gradually closing. Once his power fully caught up and surpassed it, he would crush his opponent with absolute force and let everyone in the Academy see that his position remained unshakable.
Through the jade wall, the Daoist surnamed Li watched this scene and believed there could be no further surprise in the outcome. He said, "What a pity. Fellow Daoist Zhang has already brought out the advantage of his immense heart force to the fullest in this battle. For a time, he even pressured Tang Chi until he could not move. If we were placed in the same situation, we might not necessarily have been able to win against him. What a pity, what a pity."
Another cultivator said, "Indeed. He has done well enough already, but the one he happened to encounter was Tang Chi."
The Daoist surnamed Li seemed to think of something and let out a sigh. "Yes. After all, these are no longer the old days."
Wu Chang did not join the discussion this time. He merely stared at the jade wall. Though at this point he too did not believe Zhang Yu had any chance to turn the situation around, he also knew one truth: before victory and defeat had truly been decided, any conclusion