Such requirements are indeed rarely encountered.
Several seasoned review judges, an eager beaver, is there a better research atmosphere than this?
Fu Qian internally praised, the sound of hits against Lord Aike resonated, forming a symphony of sorts.
The person involved was completely overthinking it. Once the testing plan was clear, how could he be courteous?
Arms swung continuously, a scarlet shadow flickered, and the thoughts Lord Aike wanted to share were immediately drawn back.
"Did it have an effect?"
This guy is really quite unrestrained, showing no concern for retaliatory repercussions later.
This excessive and carefree display even left the onsite judges shaken.
So much so that when the Tyrant's Fist reached double-digit combos, Lady Ji Ning could no longer hold back and interrupted with a consultation.
Fu Qian still gave face, stopping almost simultaneously.
"Yes... the mind is becoming unstable, unlike the usual mental shock, it feels like physical damage."
