Upon hearing this, Qin Zhi's expression changed slightly, his expression becoming even sharper. Without uttering a word, he took a step forward without hesitation.
The fist, carrying a murderous aura, hurtled straight towards Wang Dai's face.
Bang!
Wang Dai clenched the straight fist that was charging towards him, his brows furrowing almost imperceptibly.
He exerted all his strength, locked in a stalemate with Qin Zhi, Qin Zhi tried several times to pull his hand back but failed, his face turning somewhat frightened.
Wang Dai, on the other hand, remained unchanged, and even spoke again, "Admit defeat, the person I want to communicate with is not you."
That was indeed a sincere statement.
But to Qin Zhi, it sounded like an utter disgrace.
He gritted his teeth, forcefully shaking off Wang Dai, his Spiritual Power surging like fire, and suddenly hissed, "Don't be so smug!"
"That's not all the strength I've got!"
He took Wang Dai's words as an insult and threw another punch.
This punch was even more ferocious and violent than the previous one.
but...
The result is the same.
"... How is that possible?"
Qin Zhi's face turned pale.
He stared in disbelief at his wrist, which was being held by Wang Dai. No matter how hard he tried or how Spiritual Power he channeled, it was all in vain.
He could even feel that Wang Dai's hand was like an iron claw, tightly gripping him and seizing the lifeblood of his Spiritual Power, causing his boiling Spiritual Power to weaken and slowly extinguish like a flame without fuel.
In his ear, he heard Wang Dai's calm tone, which hadn't changed at all.
"Your physique is quite good; you should possess Sacred Physique of the Path of Strength. However, you shouldn't use hatred as your source of power."
"Anger will only obscure the Spirit Vein within you, clouding your soul."
"I am not proficient in the art of strength, nor have I been exposed to the Saint Art of your Holy Heaven, but I think strength should be like this."
As soon as he finished speaking, he abruptly pulled back his hand, grabbed Qin Zhi's arm, and his Spiritual Power surged through their arms, transforming into a fierce fist gust of wind that suddenly exploded, the force of the empty fist sweeping across the ground.
boom!
Pebbles flew everywhere, and a cloud of dust billowed up.
As the dust settled, Qin Zhi remained standing in the same spot, his expression blank, staring in disbelief at his palm.
He... sensed it.
Just now, while he was in a daze, Wang Dai's Spiritual Power flowed through his meridians, unleashing a power he had never imagined or achieved before in the Saint Art that he thought he had basically mastered and was only a matter of time before advancing to the next level.
He couldn't even believe that he could produce that!
That's... that's terrifying...
This is the prodigy of the Immortal-Burying Holy Heaven...?
It's only tenth place, yet it's this strong...
Wang Dai's words struck Qin Zhi like a thunderbolt.
Wang Dai is right; he was indeed consumed by hatred, and his mind was even clouded by it.
He hoped to be the strongest, powerful enough to one day return to his own realm, annihilate all demons, and restore peace and order to his realm. Therefore, upon realizing that there were so many geniuses and powerful peers before him, he summoned them.
I also felt anxious.
This caused his attacks to become unpredictable and erratic.
Unexpectedly, Wang Dai not only noticed it, but also pointed it out.
"I..."
Qin Zhi took a deep breath.
Although his physical injuries were practically nonexistent, the last vestige of his will had dissipated.
He couldn't help but give a wry smile and cupped his hands in a respectful gesture towards Wang Dai.
"Thank you for your guidance, Senior Brother Wang Dai. I am completely convinced of my defeat. I have lost this battle!"
This isn't even a question of winning or losing anymore; rather, it's that Wang Dai's level of expertise could even offer him guidance.
No matter what, Qin Zhi knew that he was absolutely destined to lose.
Even Senior Brother Wang Dai showed him some decency by not injuring him.
He was extremely grateful, bowed again, and decisively left the stage.
Just as Qin Zhi stepped down, and before Wang Dai could even rest, another figure followed closely behind Qin Zhi and leaped onto the arena.
This figure immediately attracted everyone's attention.
"Huh... what's this?"
But many people are confused.
Although this person was dressed in the robes of the Desolate Ancient Holy Heaven, strangely enough, after thinking for a while, the people around him couldn't recall that there was such a person in the Desolate Ancient Holy Heaven!
The man seemed unfazed by the questioning looks from those around him.
His eyes narrowed slightly, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.
" The Desolate Ancient Holy Heaven, Ji Chuan."
Before Wang Dai could even respond, the students below the stage erupted in an uproar.
"Hiss!? It's... it's Ji Chuan? It really is Ji Chuan?"
"Is this the elusive and mysterious fifth of the Ten Saints of the Desolate Ancient Holy Heaven, Ji Chuan?"
"What terrifying stealth ability! I didn't see him at all!"
"More than that... Now when I look at his face, I feel that his face in my memory is slowly fading."
"What kind of special Cultivation Method has this person practiced?"
On the arena, Wang Dai was also somewhat surprised.
He seemed to be deep in thought, "Your Cultivation Method... seems to have reached a minor level of completion?"
He had heard of Ji Chuan's reputation and had even fought against Ji Chuan.
Most of the Ten Saints of the Desolate Ancient Holy Heaven are "strange," whether in their temperament, disposition, or Cultivation Method.
This Ji Chuan is said to cultivate an extremely special concealment Cultivation Method. When he reaches the mastery level, no one can even remember his name. Even the tribulation lightning will dissipate because it cannot lock onto him, which is extremely terrifying.
And this Cultivation Method...
In the Eastern Continent at present, to Wang Dai's knowledge, there is no one who has cultivated to the Great Perfection realm!
Even those who have reached the Lesser Completion stage number less than a palm's breadth.
And now...
Realizing that he himself was also beginning to forget Ji Chuan's face, Wang Dai instantly understood.
Ji Chuan's concealment Cultivation Method must have reached the minor completion stage?
Ji Chuan did not deny it, but narrowed his eyes, his fighting spirit rising.
He hadn't planned to step into the ring, which was why he had been keeping his aura concealed and watching from the sidelines.
But unexpectedly, Wang Dai also came.
This naturally made him restless.
It should be noted that he had fought Wang Dai several times before and had lost almost every time.
This time, for the sake of the competition, he gritted his teeth and risked his life to break through to the minor completion level of his Cultivation Method, all in order to be able to defeat Wang Dai!
Now that he sees his target step into the ring, how could he possibly resist?
His aura fluctuated, clearly far surpassing Qin Zhi's. Without a word, he attacked Wang Dai.
Wang Dai's lips curved slightly, his demeanor remaining calm, and he spoke softly.
"Alright..."
"It's been a long time. You've improved so much since then. In that case, I'll meet you before the competition!"