Di Xin's incessant chatter was interrupted by a "seal" character written by Gu Shenghui, facing him. It seemed that Di Xin had anticipated such a situation. He stepped back unhurriedly until he reached a certain distance. Then the large seal character dissolved into an ink-like Source Qi Mist in midair, and subsequently dispersed.
"Gu Shenghui, you cannot win this battle. Some things were predetermined even before the contest began. You might as well bow out gracefully. Taking second place for your cornerstone plane isn't too shabby."
As he spoke, Di Xin waved his arm, and a massive stream of alcohol flowed from his palm, encircling him and spreading toward the arena's perimeter. Having witnessed this in Di Xin's duel with Ning Quanchen, Gu Shenghui was indifferent to the gradually pervasive alcohol vapor. He continued forward slowly, using the iron pen in his hand to write and draw in the air.
