"Junior Sister Tian, this Junior Brother Wang seems far stronger than we expected," Lei Jun quietly transmitted to the petite, porcelain-doll-like woman beside him.
"He is formidable. His Second-Tier Limit Spell is far more powerful than the rumors suggested, too. At the very least, I certainly couldn't withstand it head-on," Tian Tier slowly replied, looking at Wang Yu in the Bronze Mirror.
"The same goes for me. I have ways to evade that attack, but taking it head-on would definitely leave me badly injured.
"I'd long heard that Senior Sister Zhang secured her current rank as the second True Disciple with a single Second-Tier Limit Spell. I thought that was an exaggeration, but now it seems those rumors weren't wind blowing out of an empty cave," Lei Jun replied gravely.
Tian Tier nodded, an unusual glimmer entering her eyes as she looked at the Bronze Mirror.
"Well? Which of you is confident you can defeat this Wang Yu?" In the Origin Transformation Peak disciples' section of the spectator stands, an ugly old woman with a thick neck and only a few sparse strands of yellow hair addressed the two disciples beside her, her expression sour.
At her question, the two disciples exchanged looks. Neither dared answer lightly.
"Li Shixiong was one of our Origin Transformation Peak's four True Disciples. Losing his True Disciple Position means we now have only three. Unless we win another True Disciple Position in the coming challenges, our peak's next allocation of resources will certainly shrink considerably. Surely neither of you wants your cultivation resources slashed over the next few years?" the ugly old woman pressed, her face darkening.
"Master, it isn't that I don't want to reclaim Senior Brother Li Shixiong's True Disciple Position for our peak. This Wang Yu is simply too strong.