"I lost this match. My skills fell short of yours, and I concede wholeheartedly."
On the Bronze Sparrow Platform, after taking another two punches from Xu Taiping, Du Shouzhuo of Seven Stars Mound chose to concede without hesitation.
Xu Taiping nodded lightly and said:
"You're too modest, fellow Daoist."
Du Shouzhuo smiled and said:
"Brother Nameless, if you have the chance someday, come visit Seven Stars Mound."
Xu Taiping also gave a faint smile and said:
"If the opportunity arises, I'll certainly pay you a visit."
He still had a long road ahead of him in the Land of Chaos, so Xu Taiping naturally did not mind getting to know more fellow cultivators.
Du Shouzhuo laughed heartily and cupped his fists:
"Until fate brings us together again!"
With that, his figure suddenly vanished from the spot with a boom.
Just then, the Black Prison Boy appeared on the Bronze Sparrow Platform.
He glanced at Xu Taiping with a smile, then announced in a ringing voice:
"The winner of this match is the nameless cultivator from the lower realm."
Compared to the previous match, the crowd within the Bronze Prison reacted much more mildly to this one.
For one thing, Seven Stars Mound was not particularly well known.
More importantly, the gap between Du Shouzhuo's combat strength and Xu Taiping's was simply too great.
"Alas..." Heavenly Lord Hanjian sighed. "When the gap in strength is this wide, the match becomes rather dull to watch."
Heavenly Lord Hanjian folded his arms and continued:
"As things stand, unless he encounters a cultivator on par with Nangong Wen, even another ten or a hundred matches won't be of much use to Xu Taiping."
"No." The Heaven-Hunting Great Sage shook his head. "Even cultivators whose cultivation is on par with Nangong Wen's won't help Xu