Blitz, just like last time, frantically compressed the lightning in his hand until it turned a faint black before stopping.
"Teacher, this is as far as I can go right now."
As soon as Blitz finished speaking, his iron fist roared out, the lightning aiming straight for Yang Yan.
"Hmm! That's already impressive. How long has it been since I demonstrated? You've reached this level already. Blitz, you truly are a genius!"
Yang Yan didn't dodge, casually grabbing the lightning with his hand.
With a gentle twist, the black-glowing lightning turned to fragments and then vanished, as if it had never existed.
"Sigh!"
Blitz's expression shifted, his surging aura instantly receding. He sighed and continued:
"Who in this world dare call themselves a genius in front of you, Teacher?"
Yang Yan chuckled lightly, reassuringly saying:
