Doubts and a Desperate Plight

Ma Desheng narrowed his eyes, quietly observing Wang Qiang and Gao Ming fighting on the stage, carefully analyzing their moves, and secretly figuring out how he would deal with them if he were in the ring.

Just as he had observed,

Both of them went on stage to make their moves.

Unsurprisingly, they were all system hosts as well.

Without the support of Fairness System, ordinary cultivators would never be able to easily crush cultivators with Heavenly Spirit Root.

Only Wang Qiang aroused his suspicion.

This person's combat experience is far too rudimentary; he seems to have never experienced much life-or-death combat.

Unlike those system hosts who have been tempered in Monster Game World, Virtual World, and Trial Tower.

A thought arose in his mind.

Could it be that the other party isn't bound to a system at all, but is instead a peerless genius with extraordinary talent?

This possibility does exist.

He had seen many extraordinary talents while browsing TikTok) on a regular basis. They constantly broke the limits of cultivation, and their strength was beyond the realm of common sense.

Wang Qiang, standing before us, is perhaps one of these kinds of people.

As for whether Wang Qiang is a natural genius, we can only find out by testing him personally later.

Once he had calmed down, he looked at his live stream. The number of viewers was still skyrocketing, and the chat was flooded with comments and donations.

"Interesting, very interesting. In the selection of the sect's holy son, the first to be eliminated are actually a group of cultivators with Heavenly Spirit Root."

"These two on the stage must be the people the streamer mentioned earlier who are suspected to be system hosts, right?"

Gao Ming easily crushed Lin Tian, and he certainly seemed like a system host.

"Wang Qiang was able to fight him for so long, he must also be bound to the system."

"It's hard to say. Wang Qiang's combat experience is too poor; he doesn't seem like a system host who has trained extensively in the Trial Tower, the Monster Game World, and the Virtual World."

"The streamer previously boasted that he would take the title of Holy Son, but both fighters on the stage are quite strong."

It's going to be tough for him to win. If he gets knocked down in just a few moves, that would be quite a sight.

"I'm actually looking forward to the streamer messing up; his expression will definitely be quite interesting then."

Ma Desheng's lips twitched slightly as he looked at the comments.

These viewers really have a twisted sense of humor; they're all hoping he'll make a fool of himself in public.

But what if it overturns?

Absolutely impossible.

With his strength, Gao Ming and Wang Qiang were simply not qualified to defeat him.

He used his Divine Sense in the live stream and calmly said, "Looks like quite a few people are waiting to see me fail."

Unfortunately, you are destined to be disappointed.

With my strength, defeating them is a sure thing. You won't see me make a fool of myself; you'll only see me ascend to the position of Holy Son.

Gao Ming and Wang Qiang on the stage are the suspected system hosts I mentioned earlier.

However, I just discovered that Wang Qiang is extremely strange. His practical experience is too immature, and he does not fit the characteristics of a system host at all.

However, whether it's true or not, I'll find out after testing it out later.

As soon as he finished speaking, he looked up again at the two people still locked in fierce combat on the stage.

Gao Ming moved nimbly, slashing away the incoming flying swords with his blade, while simultaneously unleashing a barrage of sword energy and Law Technique, continuously attacking Wang Qiang from a distance.

After several exchanges, he had seen through Wang Qiang's lack of practical experience, which was ridiculously immature and did not resemble that of a system host at all.

This discovery greatly encouraged him.

If the other party is not the system host, then their physical body must be extremely weak.

Once you successfully close the distance, you can easily crush your opponent with your strong physique and rich combat experience.

With his mind made up, he formed a hand seal and channeled spiritual energy into the ground.

The earth trembled, and thick earthen walls rose from the ground on all four sides, instantly sealing off all directions and trapping Wang Qiang inside.

On the earthen wall, countless sharp earthen spikes suddenly protruded, densely packed and stabbing towards Wang Qiang.

Taking advantage of the brief moment, he instantly darted to the outside of the earthen wall.

Just then, Wang Qiang had forcefully broken through the earthen wall with his flying sword and escaped when Gao Ming's sword light was already upon him.

A chilling blade aura, carrying an overwhelming killing intent, rushed towards him. Wang Qiang's heart tightened, and he knew something was wrong.

In the end, the other party managed to get close!

My lack of combat experience will make my weaknesses more apparent once I enter close combat.

But things have come to this point, there's no way to avoid it, so close combat is the only option.

He was confident in his own heart.

Gao Ming could never have imagined that the strength of his physical body had already surpassed that of other cultivators at the same level.

With this in mind, Wang Qiang calmed himself, gripped his flying sword, and faced the descending blade of light head-on.

"Clang!"

The sound of metal clashing against metal was deafening.

Two overwhelming forces erupted from the point where the swords clashed, causing both men to shudder violently, and a look of shock appeared in their eyes.

Their eyes met, and both were shocked. Neither of them had expected that the other's power would be so formidable.

Both of them simultaneously freed their other hands and threw punches at each other.

"Bang!"

Their fists collided violently, and the immense force sent both of them staggering backward.

Their fists tingled, and they looked at each other in shock. Neither of them had expected the other's physical body to be so strong, which was completely beyond their expectations.

The offensive did not stop, and the two engaged in combat again, their swords clashing repeatedly, the sounds of "clang! clang!" echoing endlessly.

However, Wang Qiang's practical combat experience was far inferior, and he was constantly restrained in the fight, being beaten back step by step and only able to passively defend.

Three sharp blades slashed through his body, and blood seeped out from the wounds.

While wielding his sword to parry the attacks, Wang Qiang also looked for an opportunity to create distance, intending to launch a ranged attack with his flying sword.

Several attempts failed, and instead, two new wounds were inflicted, with the tiger's mouth being torn and bleeding from the shock.

Is this person really a cultivator?

His physical strength is completely different from that of ordinary cultivators. Could he be a body cultivator who specializes in physical training?

Yet he could freely unleash Law Technique attacks, which was completely unlike a body cultivator; it was extremely strange.

Could he truly be the chosen one? Otherwise, why would he specifically seek out body tempering?

"What normal cultivator would bother with body tempering for no reason?"

A myriad of thoughts raced through Wang Qiang's mind as he continuously parried with his flying sword, his mind racing to find a way to break the deadlock.

Having lost the physical battle, his only remaining reliance is his Primordial Spirit.

He had practiced the Visualization Method of the Human Dao World, and his Primordial Spirit was far more refined than that of other cultivators at the same level.

He secretly activated his Visualization Method, urging his primordial Primordial Spirit into a Primordial Spirit sword, which he then used to attack Gao Ming directly.

Before the sword of the Primordial Spirit could even get close, Gao Ming had already condensed a blade of the Primordial Spirit to slash at him.

"Bang!"

A muffled thud resounded as the sword and blade of the Primordial Spirit Primordial Spirit clashed to a draw in their first encounter. After several more clashes of Primordial Spirit, it remained impossible to determine a winner.

Wang Qiang's expression instantly darkened. He never expected that the opponent's Primordial Spirit was equally powerful, completely disrupting his plans.

With his physical body and Primordial Spirit both rendered useless, and given that his cultivation level was already a minor lower and his lack of combat experience, he was completely suppressed throughout the entire battle and could only retreat continuously.

"Sigh, I really shouldn't have said 'the advantage is in my hands'!"

Just moments ago, I confidently assured everyone in front of all the fellow cultivators that I would secure the position of Holy Son, but now I've been completely crushed the moment I stepped onto the stage.

Moreover, this was all witnessed by fellow members of the various realms; now, the embarrassment has spread throughout the entire universe.

Amidst the turmoil of his thoughts, he sustained several more wounds.

Just as he was about to give up, his eyes lit up when he caught a glimpse of the ground in the distance, and a plan instantly came to mind.