"I knew this would happen!"
Li Yan gave a derisive laugh, recalling the many times she had sparred with Fang Qianyuan on the journey here.
Fang Qianyuan's strength lay neither in the splendor of his divine abilities and spells nor in the complexity of his skills and methods.
Like his looks and temperament, they seemed ordinary and unremarkable at first glance.
His foundation, however, was solid-profound beyond measure, even.
Li Yan did not know what had made Fang Qianyuan's physique and spirit essence so far superior to those of ordinary people. Even the most commonplace moves and techniques became immensely powerful in his hands.
This Frostflower Garment was likewise a top-tier Human Rank divine ability, but anyone else wielding it could never have achieved such a result!
Sure enough, this move is very useful!
Fang Qianyuan was also silently weighing the gains and losses of his cultivation progress.
Over the past half year and more, he had followed his master's guidance and devoted more effort to the two divine abilities, Frostflower Garment and Wind Blade Frost Sword. Gradually, he had realized that he had no need for other complicated, ever-changing methods. As long as he used these two moves well, the vast majority of enemies could do nothing to him.
Both Frostflower Garment and Wind Blade Frost Sword could bring his spirit creature's power into play to the fullest. Combined with the formidable physique he had gained after consuming the Treasure Pill, their effects were even more remarkable.
As overlapping fist shadows hurtled toward him, Fang Qianyuan sensed an unusual degree of strength. Yet it was only comparable to that of the elite disciples in the quarterfinals, or even the rounds of sixteen and thirty-two, of the Sect Grand Tournament back then.
He could have defeated Wang Han even before