Competitor

Ou Yangming stood steadily. His eyes were piercing beneath his helmet, and he was overflowing with a strong fighting spirit.

Earlier on, he had not exchanged blows with Fang Kaiyou for a long time, but all of his fighting cells were triggered. Whether it was his body or mental state, they were extremely stimulated at this moment.

Nonetheless, just as he wanted to let go of all restraints to have a real fight against the formidable top-grade Spiritualist, Tiandao the Venerable One intervened and stopped the fight.

Ou Yangming looked away from his opponent and took deep breaths to calm down his agitated cells. This was an incredibly painful process for a true martial artist, but the young fellow suppressed his fighting desire without any hesitation.

He wanted to be a potent cultivator, not a weapon that was driven by combat instinct.