Qianyue Jian and Qingling exchanged glances. In the end, Qingling stepped forward. According to the results of drawing lots, he was next.
Since Zhou Yuanjue's advancement seemed to be purely an enhancement of raw violence, it was highly likely that his Control Power over his Technique Domain had decreased. From this perspective, he didn't seem invincible after all. With a light tap of his foot, he appeared before Zhou Yuanjue, his expression turning solemn and grave.
"Let's begin. Our previous battle can finally have a conclusion now," Zhou Yuanjue said with a smile.
"Be careful. I haven't been slacking these past few months either." Qingling nodded slightly.
HUMM!
A pristine white Sacred Lotus enveloped his body, its petals rotating gently.
SWISH!
He tapped his foot lightly, his figure shooting forward in an instant. The Sacred Lotus disintegrated, swiftly reforming in his hands. It took the shape of a pair of dagger-like short blades.
