Trash talk?
Hu Chan's gaze remained utterly calm. He even felt like laughing.
Over the years, more people than he could count on both hands had threatened to kill him, yet he was still alive today.
Tough talk and weak fists meant nothing.
Hu Chan asked calmly, "You're the trump card Dawn United University arranged to face Qin Siyang, aren't you?"
Zheng Puzhao nodded, his smile tinged with contempt. "That's right."
Hu Chan gave a slight nod, his disdain for Zheng Puzhao deepening.
You want to crush Qin Siyang in the arena? You certainly know how to dream.
Hopefully, you'll give me a little surprise.
Seeing that neither of them had anything more to say, the referee promptly announced, "Begin!"
Bzz-
The instant the referee announced the start, Zheng Puzhao rapidly transformed into a dark brown wooden statue. Countless branches burst out of his body, shooting in every direction.
Like sharp swords, the branches stabbed toward Hu Chan at astonishing speed.
Hu Chan raised his hand and struck the fastest one.
Crack-
With a crisp snap, the branch broke in half.
But the moment that branch broke, two more immediately sprouted from the break and continued stabbing toward Hu Chan.
Hu Chan raised his hand again and broke both branches, only for four more to sprout and attack him.
There was no level suppression.
After that brief test, Hu Chan already understood what made Zheng Puzhao's move so powerful.
Branches broken by an attack would multiply and continue attacking.
Hu Chan quickly analyzed what he had learned from the fight.
It should be the [Woody] Sequence. Embarking on the path of the believer strengthened his [Endless Vines] skill.
Just then, Zheng Puzhao's laughter rang out from amid the layers of vines. "Holy Son Hu, you didn't expect this, did you?