Seeing impatience appear on the referee's face, Guan Meng quickly said, "Chen Shi'an, I've given you your chance. If you won't concede and leave the arena, I won't hold back in the slightest. You'll bear the consequences."
Chen Shi'an's expression did not change. "Let's begin."
"You asked for this!"
Guan Meng darted forward. With a flick of his wrist, his blue longsword thrust straight at Chen Shi'an's face.
Chen Shi'an surged forward, drawing the Windbreaker Saber like lightning.
Clang!
The Windbreaker Saber and the blue longsword clashed in midair, scattering dazzling sparks.
Although Chen Shi'an's Origin Force was far more substantial than that of Martial Artists at his level, he was only using Second Grade Early Stage Origin Force at that moment.
After that clash, he gave a muffled grunt and staggered back three steps.
Guan Meng did not budge.
That single collision made the difference between them clear.
Yet no joy appeared on Guan Meng's face. Instead, his expression grew somewhat grave.
He had clearly sensed that Chen Shi'an's cultivation was only at the Second Grade Early Stage, yet the depth of his Origin Force was actually not much less than his own.
With Chen Shi'an's physical speed and strength added to that, defeating him would probably take some effort.
Chen Shi'an frowned. Guan Meng was no weakling, and his Origin Force was even more substantial than Gu Qingyao's.
Of course, if he revealed his true cultivation and strength, killing Guan Meng in the arena should have been easy.
Before entering the Gathering of Heroes, Chen Shi'an had indeed considered choosing a suitable moment during the gathering to reveal his Third Grade cultivation and strength, shocking everyone present.
But now, he no longer had that intention.
Desolate Suppression City's arrogance and injustice had kindled flames of anger in his