"Although I made a breakthrough and grew a little stronger, your origin laws are almost untouched. Even if we fought again, I'd only lose."
Zhao Wei understood what Qin Hao meant and shook his head slightly. "You've won three matches in a row. I can't stop you."
"The battle isn't over until it's over. No one knows how it will end," Qin Hao said, shaking his head.
"Haha..." Zhao Wei laughed. "You're right, but this is only a friendly exchange, not a life-and-death battle."
"The Phoenix Feather Armor is precious, but it's designed for women. It doesn't suit me."
"Besides..."
"If we haven't achieved Creation, what do a few wins and losses matter?"
Zhao Wei cupped his fists, then turned and headed straight toward the Myriad Seas Heavenly Palace.
Qin Hao gave a wry smile.
Zhao Wei certainly knew how to let things go.
But Zhao Wei was right. Without achieving Creation, a few wins and losses—especially in a Two-Sect Exchange like this—meant little.
Below Creation, everyone was no more than an ant.
Only by achieving Creation could one truly gain a foothold in the Star Sea.
Zhao Wei had come quickly and left just as quickly. Their battle had lasted only an instant.
All around them...
Not a sound could be heard.
They had known Zhao Wei might not defeat Qin Hao, but no one had expected him to concede of his own accord as well.
Many Azure Flame Sect Disciples found it unbelievable, while the Myriad Seas Heavenly Palace disciples looked numb.
Even so...
For all their surprise and shock, what they felt most was admiration for Qin Hao.
Not everyone possessed such strength.
"Not bad."
At last, a smile appeared on the Storm Sovereign's face.
This exchange between the Myriad Seas Heavenly Palace and the Azure