"With that last Power Mountain Seal, you could have shifted your aim at any moment. Even a third of an inch more, and I would have slammed right into the vortex of energy it created. You held back. If you hadn't, I'd be dead right now."
Fang Zhen nodded slightly.
He wasn't entirely sure of the specifics of West's power, but he was certainly very different from any opponent he had faced before.
The very fact that West had managed to leave two phantom images within his precognitive senses was telling enough. He had never encountered anything like it.
Besides, the man was highly perceptive. To an untrained eye, Fang Zhen's Fourth-stage Power Mountain Seal would seem merely powerful. But for someone like West, whose own strength was approaching that level, he could truly appreciate the technique's might and significance.
West had already composed himself, his expression returning to normal. He looked at Fang Zhen and said seriously:
