My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange

Wang Zijia picked up the spear, held it behind his back, and looked around, rather fortunate to have ended up by a lakeside in the woods.

He quickly leapt onto a tree branch and surveyed his surroundings again.

Wang Zijia’s face lit up with delight as he spotted an area shimmering with spiritual light nearby.

Without hesitation, he used his mana like quicksand, covering his entire body, and blended seamlessly into the environment, disappearing into thin air.

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From the outside world, the transparent figure of him was still displayed on the screen that had locked onto him, which silenced the disciples who were eagerly expecting him to fight.

"Senior Brother Wang is really cautious, isn’t he?"

"Isn’t he? The first thing he did was to hide. What a smart move."

"I don’t think it’s the right thing to do. Isn’t he openly telling the Martial Uncles that he chose a strategy of evasion? They could switch him out quickly."

"You talk too much; if you’re so skillful, why did you not pass the preliminary rounds?"

"Yes, can you compare to the Dao Seed in reacting to the battlefield?"