In the arena, Wei Liang's genuine Qi surged, and his strength at least doubled.
The influx of strength made him feel like he could bring down the sky.
"Su Mo, I'll admit that you're exceptionally strong. I've underestimated you." A cold light gleamed in Wei Liang's eyes as he continued, "Now, you no longer stand a chance."
"Do you really think you're definitely going to win?" Su Mo asked calmly.
"Is that not the case?"
"How about this, Wei Liang? Let's not waste each other's time and settle this in one move!"
Su Mo's eyes blazed with fighting desire.
"Alright, ending this match quickly is exactly what I wanted." Wei Liang roared, and the genuine Qi in his body increased infinitely and all poured into his spear. The spear shook and emitted a blinding light.
Su Mo's face was solemn, and, like his opponent, he put aside his mocking attitude.