The two had already fought fiercely for hundreds of exchanges. Gu Xinghai had been stabbed four times by the iron poker, while Yun Qingyi was an even more wretched sight, with over a dozen spear wounds on his body.
The gulf between their strength was like the distance between clouds and mud. Yet Yun Qingyi still fought stubbornly, hoping to hold out for several hundred more moves.
Such tense, all-out combat was a double-edged sword: it could hone his cultivation and combat strength, while also letting him experience the awakening of his potential as he hovered on the edge of life and death!
Both fought with everything they had. The slightest lapse could leave them dead, their cultivation extinguished!
An opponent this rare could only be encountered by chance, never sought at will!
Shock surged ever more fiercely through Gu Xinghai's heart like a rising tide. Although Yun Qingyi was slightly inferior in a head-on fight, his speed was like lightning. Any moment of inattention would give him an opening to strike with his iron poker.
Moreover, his strength rose steadily, like sesame blossoms climbing higher up the stalk, as though he were using Gu Xinghai's attacks to hone his cultivation.
The spectators all marveled. They had thought Yun Qingyi merely possessed outrageously good luck, but his strength was outstanding as well. The top ten might be beyond his reach, but he absolutely deserved a place in the top twenty!
A little while later, Yun Qingyi was drenched from head to toe like a chicken caught in the rain. Moving at such speed consumed enormous amounts of stamina and spiritual power, and his condition steadily worsened.
Seeing his wounds spread like a spiderweb across his body, Yun Qingyi stopped struggling in vain and surrendered outright.
Gu Xinghai successfully advanced