Killing a Quasi-Sage

Yuan Tian relied on the toughness of his physical body to bully Long Zhuo and that Quasi-Sage, leaving Long Zhuo and the others utterly stifled. Yet there was nowhere for them to air that grievance. Whose fault was it that their bodies were not as tough as Yuan Tian's? If they had the ability, they could make their own bodies as powerful as Yuan Tian's. If they could become even tougher than him, that would be better still.

Yuan Tian had not stopped them from weakening their bodies. Besides, was the Dragon Clan not famous for its formidable fleshly bodies? If your skills fell short, who could you blame?

When Yuan Tian and Long Zhuo fought, it was exceedingly fierce. Of course, whether outsiders saw it that way was another matter.

That newly advanced Quasi-Sage did not know whether he was too nervous, lacked combat experience, or had some other problem. In any case, he revealed a tiny "flaw" in battle. Though it was minuscule, Yuan Tian still caught it. How could Yuan Tian possibly let such a golden opportunity slip away? Naturally, he pressed his advantage.

Yuan Tian wanted to use this chance to destroy that Quasi-Sage, but Long Zhuo was still at the Dragon Clan expert's side. It did not seem so easy to kill him. Long Zhuo was no pushover; how could he allow Yuan Tian to do whatever he pleased?

Yuan Tian took a blow from Long Zhuo in exchange for landing a heavy strike on that Quasi-Sage. Although Yuan Tian was injured as well, fortunately Long Zhuo had not attacked with his full strength. The damage Yuan Tian suffered was not severe, and for someone whose body was extraordinarily powerful in every respect, it had little effect. That Quasi-Sage, however, was not so lucky. Though