John's finger lowered as he watched Taran sail out of the arena. Their battle had lasted a short while, as Taran had been quite impressive. His wind powers had granted him incredible speed despite his restricted cultivation, and so John was forced to hop off his comfy hair and fight Taran for real. However, despite Taran's speed, he was quickly felled by a series of attacks from John.
Even with his cultivation unrestricted, Taran would not be a match for John. However, he had rested quite a bit over the last twenty hours as he accumulated points for ten rounds in a row, and finally felt like stretching his legs for a bit.
"He was quite strong," Iris said as she walked up to John with a smile on her face.
"That he was," John replied calmly. "If his cultivation was unrestricted, he would be roughly as strong as Vildren. There's quite a number of monstrous cultivators in these lands it seems."