Wu Qingce, who had been defeated by Yuan Xingteng, did not have any complaints, because he had been defeated by Yuan Xingteng with a casual move.
Before today, Wu Qingce had always thought that his movements were as fast as lightning. During sparring sessions, his opponents would always fall to the ground before they could see his moves clearly.
But today, Wu Qingce had experienced this feeling himself.
He had no idea when Yuan Xingteng had rushed in front of him. All he felt was a tightness in his chest and a sweetness in his throat.
He fell to the ground and lost consciousness.
Although he had underestimated the enemy, he was not careless.
There was only one reason for this result, and that was the absolute difference in strength.
Therefore, Wu Qingce was not unconvinced. He knew that even if he fought a hundred times in this situation, he would still be defeated by the other party in one move.
'This is…Cultivators?
