Liu Huaijin fell to the ground. He stared at his arm, confused, and was momentarily dazed.
The feeling from just now—as if something tangible had bitten his arm—still lingered in his mind.
'Is this the Dharma Realm?'
'Is this the true essence of a Dharma Aspect—the ability to make True Qi tangible?'
'I couldn't even break a single one of his moves!'
Liu Huaijin dejectedly walked back to his squad. Seeing his soldiers picking themselves up off the ground, a bitter expression filled his face.
'I just came here to serve my term, why are you all crushing my spirit!'
He shook his head and was the first to return to his position off the field.
Watching Liu Huaijin's performance, the crowd had mixed expressions. For one, they began to doubt Liu Huaijin's strength.
The Spiritual Qi Revival had been going on for so long, yet he was still using his old techniques and methods. It seemed he really didn't have any decent Cultivation Techniques.
