A rugged-looking man with thick brows and large eyes, dressed in a fitted yellow outfit, stepped out of the crowd. With a light leap, he landed firmly on the second Combat Platform on the left.
He cupped his hands and called out:
"I am Zhai Ning. I presume to challenge Junior Brother Chang."
A shrewd gleam flashed through Zhai Ning's eyes. He looked quite confident.
When squeezing persimmons, one picked the soft ones. With his Foundation Establishment late stage cultivation, he held a considerable advantage against Chang Haosi, who was only at the Foundation Establishment middle stage.
Although Chang Haosi enjoyed quite a reputation and was rumored to have defeated several Foundation Establishment late stage cultivators, reputations were insubstantial things. Who knew whether the rumors had grown distorted with each retelling?
He had seen plenty of people whose impressive appearances concealed hollow interiors!
"Enough nonsense. Make your move!"
Chang Haosi snorted and spoke coldly.
Being the first singled out for a challenge-and apparently being treated as a soft persimmon-had darkened his expression. Naturally, he would show no courtesy now.
"Forgive the offense."
Despite the other man's rudeness, Zhai Ning maintained his composure and offered a polite response. Inwardly, however, he resolved to leave his opponent covered in dust and disgrace.
At that thought, a smile unwittingly spread across his face.
Without further talk, Zhai Ning formed hand seals with both hands. In less than two breaths, he released two masses of red flame shaped like dragons, which roared as they wound toward his opponent in a probing attack.
It was the tier-two low-grade spell, the Fire Dragon Technique!
Then he raised a defensive protective shield, contracting it close to his body, and simultaneously deployed a defensive magical artifact, displaying his extensive dueling experience.
Only after completing all this within two