Yang Tian's overwhelming victory left the others who had lost without any regrets. Faced with the ferocious magic unleashed at full strength by a mage at the sixth rank peak, he had effortlessly broken through in one move... and closed in.
"Senior Brother Yang Tian, it looks like it would take at least an eighth-order powerhouse to make you go all out," Long Haochen said with a smile as he watched Yang Tian step down.
Yang Tian smiled faintly. "Yes, more or less. Since I had plenty of time, I spent a little more of it working on skills. That sword strike at Demon-Exorcism Pass last time was pretty impressive, wasn't it? Want to learn it?"
"Um... may I?" Long Haochen was tempted. That strike contained a kind of fighting intent, which, when unleashed through a sword, was generally called sword intent. With his mental power far beyond that of ordinary people, Long Haochen had naturally discerned a few clues.
Yang Tian nodded and smiled slightly. "Of course. You're my junior brother. If you want to learn, I'll teach you."
"Senior Brother Yang Tian!" Long Haochen called out gratefully. Apart from his father and his teacher, this was the third person who had offered to teach him a secret technique. A secret technique like that had to be very rare.
Looking at the emotional little fellow, Yang Tian smiled. "All right, Haochen. You're up next. Once you qualify and we enter Dream Paradise together, your senior brother will have your back."
Still, he really did feel a sense of superiority now. Once, Yang Tian had racked his brains and worked tirelessly just to avoid falling behind the protagonist. Now, he already stood above Long Haochen.
"Your senior brother will have your back..." Hearing those words, Long Haochen felt very safe.