Next, Fang Yun began using the techniques he had accumulated over the years.
These techniques came not only from the Human Race, but also from the fighting methods of the Dragon Race, Ancient Demons, Demon Barbarians, and even other races. All had proven effective.
Di Lan watched Fang Yun intently and noticed that he took far longer to prepare his attacks than before, yet his final thrusts were slightly faster. The increase was less than one percent, but it was unmistakably there.
Di Lan asked in puzzlement, "Your attacks are somewhat stronger, but often, we have to strike as quickly as possible. There's nothing wrong with gathering strength like that, but it's only suitable for the first strike."
Fang Yun shook his head. "Limit your strength to my level and spar with me using spears."
Di Lan smiled. "I'm a master spearman among Half-Sages. I was born with the power of space-time and can briefly distort space and time. No Half-Sage is my match."
"You're not allowed to use sacred power, and you must keep your physical strength at my level," Fang Yun said.
"No problem. I won't use my innate space-time ability."
The two stood facing each other with long spears in hand, drawing many people's attention.
Four-Legged Black Snake and the unruly children also noticed that the two were sparring and immediately rushed over in excitement.
The youths practicing battle formations stopped as well, resting while they watched Fang Yun and Di Lan.
The two soon exchanged blows. Since they could not use their formidable powers, the fight did not look particularly spectacular.
At first, everyone found it rather dull. After all, they were used to watching battles between Sages. Yet after watching for just a short while, their eyes widened involuntarily.
The long spear in Fang Yun's