1993 Official Competition 2
Wu Zimo had grown accustomed to such disdainful attitudes over the years, and he no longer allowed himself to be affected by them.
Looking at the person opposite him with indifference, Wu Zimo spoke calmly, “Whether or not you choose to surrender is entirely up to you. But once you do surrender, remember not to go back on your word. As a man, whatever decision you make, you must bear the consequences.”
“Heh, lose to you? Not only will I not lose to you in three moves, I won’t lose to you even if I give you five moves!” the person confidently retorted.
Wu Zimo fell silent.
He had come to this competition to determine the victor through strength. He had no desire to waste words here. He had made his intentions clear, and everything else was irrelevant.
Wu Zimo prepared himself for the upcoming fight.
The opponent wore a mocking expression, opting not to say anything further. He planned to defeat Wu Zimo swiftly, ensuring that he realized his own worth and refrained from boasting any longer.
As the opponent launched his attack, Wu Zimo swiftly countered.
Wu Zimo chose not to utilize his full spiritual energy but instead relied on his martial artist’s spiritual qi. When the opponent’s spiritual energy struck, Wu Zimo skillfully blocked and dissipated it.
The opponent’s face registered surprise. According to his plan, he had already exhausted all his spiritual energy, intending to overpower Wu Zimo before mocking him. He had already prepared his words, but he hadn’t expected that he wouldn’t be able to defeat Wu Zimo at all. In fact, Wu Zimo had easily dissipated his spiritual energy.
How was this possible?
Wu Zimo’s spiritual energy had reached such a high level?
It couldn’t be true!
He had no spiritual root, and his martial energy hadn’t even broken through. How was he able to achieve this?
The person remained in a state of disbelief. While still grappling with his astonishment, Wu Zimo capitalized on the opportunity and launched a swift attack with his spiritual energy. The person tried to defend himself, but with his cultivation level, he was utterly incapable of blocking the incoming strike. A surge of spiritual energy hit him, causing him to be knocked out of the arena. Regardless of whether he would rise again, he had lost the match.
Wu Zimo respectfully bowed to the spectators below and exited the arena.
The transformation in Wu Zimo was too astonishing. The mocking voices from the crowd gradually faded away.
Everyone was even more incredulous.
Wu Zimo had been considered a waste. How had he managed to improve to such an extent?
Could it be due to his Master?
“That’s Zimo? How is this possible?” Wu Tian muttered in disbelief.
Who was his Master? Where did she come from? How could she possess such formidable power?
This time…
He had to secure the position of Tribe Chief first.
Then…
He would keep her. Even if he couldn’t keep her, she had to remain in the Bai Clan.
The Bai Clan needed her to make a true breakthrough.
Following this turn of events, the atmosphere at the competition became solemn. It was no longer filled with casual mockery as before.
As for the Wu family…
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