"This battle has no suspense."
Zhou Yunhe didn't mind Han Xuanji's silence and continued, "The Dao of Time and Space is different from the Five Elements, different from Creation, and different from Life and Death, Yin and Yang, and Reincarnation.
No matter how strong your power is, if you can't hit me, it's useless."
He raised his right hand, and a wisp of pale blue light condensed at his fingertips. Both of his figures were shrouded in this eerie light, appearing increasingly mysterious.
Onlookers immediately recognized this as Zhou Yunhe's signature move, meaning he was about to get serious.
Deputy City Lord Jiang Boyuan sneered inwardly. This was a secret technique of a Saint, combined with Zhou Yunhe's innate special Physique—Han Xuanji could not possibly be his opponent!
Han Xuanji, watching that wisp of pale blue light, suddenly smiled.
"Playing tricks..."
He whispered these words.
"Hmm?"
Zhou Yunhe raised an eyebrow. He had heard Han Xuanji's words clearly, but he was very deep and did not show any dissatisfaction.
Instead, he thought seriously.
Could the opponent have a way to break his secret technique of Time and Space?
One must know that in all his previous battles, he had always been victorious and never tasted defeat; at most, someone would fight him to a draw.
"It begins."
Han Xuanji spoke softly, his gaze as calm as stagnant water.
Before his voice had even faded, his figure vanished from where he stood.
Zhou Yunhe's pupils constricted sharply.
For a moment, he could not see Han Xuanji's figure, nor could he even sense his Qi.
Normally, moving through space would leave traces that he could perceive.
But Han Xuanji did not.
He was like someone who had vanished into thin air, completely evaporated from this world.
Zhou Yunhe had no time to think and both his figures retreated violently at the same time.
Simultaneously, both figures waved their hands, setting up layers of spatial barriers around them, slowing the flow of time to the extreme.
This was his strongest defense.
Time and Space Folding.
Any attack entering this area would have its direction twisted by the spatial barriers and its speed slowed by the sluggish time, eventually losing its power.
He had used this move to block the attacks of countless experts.
The next second.
A pale golden light, ignoring the spatial barriers and ignoring the sluggish time, appeared directly in front of him.
In Zhou Yunhe's pupils, that fist, drawing ever closer, was reflected. He wanted to dodge, but found that his body would not obey him.
It wasn't that he was locked in place, but that the opponent's fist was too fast—so fast that his reaction couldn't keep up.
His Dao of Time and Space had always been his capital for bullying others. He excelled at using Space Folding to close the distance and Time Sluggishness to slow down opponents, making enemies always one step behind him.
He was used to others being unable to keep up with his rhythm, used to acting with composure.
But today, he had met someone who didn't even give him time to react.
On the fist, pale golden light swirled.
Profound Heaven Power erupted with a roar.
Zhou Yunhe felt a tightness in his chest, as if his entire being had been struck by a great mountain. His spatial barriers began to collapse the moment they touched that force, shattering like glass.
The Time Sluggishness was completely useless; that force was simply unaffected by the flow of time. His proud Dao of Time and Space had completely failed to display its profoundness before Han Xuanji.
"How is this possible?"
As a thousand thoughts raced through Zhou Yunhe's mind, he used his Divided Soul to attempt to use the Dao of Time and Space to rewind.
Almost at the same time, the other brawny figure of Zhou Yunhe was also attacked, and both figures were sent flying simultaneously.
The next second, the two figures streaked through the air like two meteors.
Immediately after, white light enveloped everything.
Han Xuanji stood where he was, slowly withdrawing his fist. His expression was calm, without any smugness. To him, defeating a Heaven-grade Seed was just a trivial matter. In reality, this Zhou Yunhe did indeed have some ability.
This was also thanks to him fully understanding the opponent's methods.
The opponent's two figures were actually both true bodies; only by severely injuring both figures at the same time could he be considered the winner.
And even if he instantly killed one of the figures, it would only take a few breaths for it to recover as if nothing had happened by relying on the other figure, which could be said to be extremely troublesome.
But unfortunately, he met him.
Han Xuanji also mastered the Dao of Time and Space and did not fear the opponent's defensive methods. His Physical Body was also strong to the extreme, and with Profound Heaven Power, it was a true attack that almost ignored defenses, completely sufficient to break both figures simultaneously in an instant.
...
In the viewing stands, everyone was staring at the light screens, observing the battles.
As one of the names among the top contestants dimmed.
In the plaza, a flash of light streaked by.
Zhou Yunhe's figure stumbled out, his face pale as paper, his aura weak—he had clearly suffered a significant injury.
Soon, someone noticed that someone had been eliminated so quickly.
"Oh? Someone has been eliminated. Let me see which unlucky guy it is."
A lazy young man dressed in black spoke casually, assuming it was just some Heaven-grade Seed eliminating an Earth-grade Seed or something similar.
"Wait, Zhou Yunhe?"
"I remember he is a Heaven-grade Seed, right?"
"So fast, a Heaven-grade Seed has already fallen. Who eliminated him?"
On the field, someone soon figured out who had eliminated him so quickly.
Hearing the discussions, many people completely failed to understand what was happening.
What kind of joke was this? The fight had just started; how could a Heaven-grade Seed already be eliminated?
At this moment, everyone had their mouths agape, unable to speak.
"Damn it!"
Ling Xuan was one such person. He said he wanted to watch Ling Cang's battle more, but in reality, he had been secretly paying attention to the situation on Han Xuanji's side.
At this moment, his eyes were wide round.
Zhou Yunhe had been defeated almost in a single encounter. A Heaven-grade Seed, in the third round, defeated by an Earth-grade Seed. And it was almost a crushing victory, just like an adult bullying a child.
"That's impossible..."
Ling Xuan muttered to himself, his voice as light as sleep-talking.
He turned his head abruptly to look at Qin Yong:
"Did you see that?"
Qin Yong did not speak. His gaze remained on the light screen, but beneath that calm expression, a hint of shock was hidden.
He hadn't clearly seen Han Xuanji's punch.
It wasn't because his eyesight was bad, but because that punch was too fast—so fast that even his perception couldn't keep up.
Qin Yong wondered, if that Zhou Yunhe had been replaced by himself, could he have caught that punch?
"This person is definitely a formidable enemy. Ling Cang is in danger."
Qin Yong's voice was low, his tone full of wariness:
"This Zhou Yunhe was too unlucky. His Dao of Time and Space actually counters people like me who cultivate the Path of the Physical Body, but I suspect that Han Xuanji has also mastered the Dao of Time and Space."
Ling Xuan nodded silently upon hearing this.
Every Heaven-grade Seed wasn't just randomly evaluated; they possessed both fame and strength. Zhou Yunhe had previously been undefeated in Jiuxuan Prefecture and had even retreated unscathed after exchanging blows with Ling Cang. Now, to be eliminated in the third round was truly sigh-worthy.
But such was the fact.
Ling Xuan was already convinced.
He could only pray frantically in his heart.
Brother, you must not run into this monster later.
"What exactly is this kid's background!"
On the high platform, Deputy City Lord Jiang Boyuan's face looked terrible to the extreme, his lips trembling slightly.
His gaze was fixed tightly on Zhou Yunhe's dimmed name on the light screen.
And Han Xuanji's name was shining brightly, strikingly conspicuous.