A smile touched Zhou Yuanjue's lips as he heard He Runlin's words.
When He Runlin accepted the invitation, Zhou Yuanjue had a feeling this would be a worthy opponent.
The truth was, He Runlin's awareness as a Martial Artist far exceeded his expectations.
Donghua Country had a total of thirty-six prefectures. Anyone who could rise above the tens of millions—or even a hundred million—people in a single prefecture to become a "seed" was undoubtedly a cut above the rest. Every one of them held the potential for Saint Awakening.
The will and awareness they possessed were far beyond anything an ordinary person could comprehend.
'Not for victory or defeat, only for self-transcendence.'
In that moment, Zhou Yuanjue's heart was perfectly serene, as flawless and bright as the moon in the night sky.
