One stab after another, like lurid flames from a whip, suddenly thrashed out with intensity. Zhang Zhongmou grunted as rocks on his body were swiftly shattered. Finally, he could not withstand any longer and lost to Ouyang Nuo in a deplorable state.
Although Ouyang Nuo defeated Zhang Zhongmou, there was no joy on his face. Instead, he nodded, saying, "Good job, young man. You've reached the peak of the Seventh Order. With another step, you can reach the 'Nirvana' stage, just like me. I was forced to use the stabbing power of the 'Nirvana' stage to take the upper-hand." Ouyang Nuo retracted the power of his Flame Golden Bone, walked over, and hoisted Zhang Zhongmou off the ground, sighing as he did so. The speed at which Zhang Zhongmou had grown was beyond his expectations.
