Within the secluded cultivation chamber, layers of floating clouds gathered in misty folds.
"Meng Chong, Meng Chong, truly formidable!" Ning Zhuo's expression was serious.
"Indeed, as expected of someone possessing Immortal Talent."
Though Meng Chong had ultimately lost in this confrontation, Ning Zhuo could feel the powerful impact Meng Chong brought.
"Every time he's repelled, he always returns swiftly, and his strength grows rapidly."
"I feel like I'm a whetstone, constantly honing him, making him ever sharper!"
"At this rate, perhaps one day, he will break through the obstacles I've set and soar high, unstoppable."
The first time, the Golden Blood Battle Ape Dasheng defeated Meng Chong because Meng Chong had overused his Immortal Talent, leading to a depletion of strength and a crushing defeat.
But by the second round, Meng Chong had already mastered a deeper layer of Immortal Talent utilization, significantly reducing his energy loss and enhancing part of his physical form, enabling him to engage with Yuan Dasheng on an even level, even gradually suppressing him.
"This time, I won by relying on spells."
"Now that this trump card is exposed, Meng Chong will surely counter it. The only question is, how long will it take him this time?"