The Martial Arts Arena fell silent in an instant.
Only the sound of Chen Qing's breathing remained, along with the almost tangible pillar of vital energy steaming from his body.
He slowly lowered his spear and stood still, feeling the vitality still surging within him and the slight ache in his arms. He let out a long, slow breath.
The battle had been thoroughly exhilarating, pushing the fusion of his Flesh Body and Spear Technique to new heights.
Chen Qing exhaled and decided not to climb any higher.
Even as the Purple Light in his mind flared, sending waves of intense longing and agitation through him, he forcibly suppressed the impulse.
'The thirty-first floor is enough.'
Chen Qing's mind was perfectly clear.
He knew the thirty-second floor would be far more difficult; the Guardian Puppet's strength would likely leap to an entirely new level.
