The opponent he chose was almost ridiculously powerful.
Helian ZhaoYu was enveloped by the Tao Rhythm, and his injuries gradually began to heal. He landed at the bottom of the Sword Fighting Platform and looked up at the wooden figure, saying, "Did you choose that name casually, or..."
Qin Ming spoke earnestly, "I am indeed from the Sect Realm, pursuing the rise in the shortest possible time. As long as the realm is high enough, one can overlook all opponents."
Upon hearing this, Helian ZhaoYu's face turned pale. He pursued the Extreme Realm, yet was defeated by a youth from the Sect Realm. How could he bear this?
With a puff, he spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling his Dao Heart unstable and his beliefs strongly shaken.
Subsequently, Qin Ming, unhurriedly and steadily, challenged those ranked eightieth, seventieth, and sixtieth, advancing step by step, cutting through all obstacles along the way.
"Hmm?" At the fiftieth-ranked high platform, he encountered a special expert.
