Tai Sui sat cross-legged at the very center of the arena, his unfolded bone arms resembling a net flung across heaven and earth.
Constantly colliding with Kira, they released tiny shockwaves, creating a tremendous disturbance.
Yet Tai Sui himself sat upright with his head lowered, his hands fiddling before him, flickering with energy that shimmered brightly and dimly.
He was so focused on his cultivation, while Kira, soaring and darting around the arena, exerted all his strength but still couldn't break through Tai Sui's defense.
Immovable Shura, rooted to the spot.
Facing an enemy, one still and one in motion, it was as if they existed in different worlds.
The spectators watched with amazement welling up from within, practicing cultivation while battling was unheard of, unseen before.
Following this, a barrage of comments appeared in discussion: "Isn't he being a little too disrespectful to his opponent?"
"Exactly, he may be strong, but shouldn't he at least go all out?"
