Jun Wangchen seemed to notice the plight of the people around them as they fought. Frowning, he flew straight into the air.
"Fang Daosheng, let's fight in the sky!"
"Why would I be afraid?" Fang Daosheng stepped into the air and hovered there, his presence imposing.
Bang!
Boom!
After another exchange, both men flew backward, facing each other from a hundred paces apart.
"No wonder you made it into the top five. You really do have some ability." After their earlier contest of speed, Fang Daosheng had begun taking Jun Wangchen seriously.
Jun Wangchen could keep pace with him, an early Heaven Tier martial artist. He was truly extraordinary.
"Of course. I'm aiming for the top three, too, so you'd better use your full strength and stop testing me." Holding the Wooden Sword, Jun Wangchen spoke calmly.
His voice was not loud, but having stabilized his cultivation at the Early Heaven Tier over the past few hours, he could project it with tremendous power. It rang throughout the Mythic Heavenly Capital.
Everyone listened, their eyes wide and their tongues tied.
"Isn't Jun Wangchen a little too full of himself?"
"Fang Daosheng is at the Early Heaven Tier, yet he can only match Jun Wangchen in speed. He's really embarrassing the senior students."
"Look how confident Jun Wangchen is. He clearly has something else up his sleeve. He's no ordinary guy."
"Not necessarily. Fang Daosheng hasn't shown his true strength yet. It's still hard to say who'll win this duel."
The surrounding chatter reached Fang Daosheng's ears, and his expression chilled.
"Jun Wangchen, I admit you're strong, but if you think you can defeat me, you're dreaming."
As his words fell, an overbearing aura erupted from his body and swept toward Jun Wangchen like a raging dragon.
"We'll soon find