Ms. Doctor Divine

Wu Zimo calmly gazed at Wu Zidao, observing his demeanor with a composed expression. Wu Zidao, renowned for his extraordinary power, had always exhibited exceptional cultivation speed, surpassing even those from the prestigious Bai family. Consequently, it came as no surprise that he possessed such unwavering confidence, boldly voicing his anticipated victory even before the competition commenced.

However, the present circumstances presented a different picture.

Before him stood Wu Zidao, consumed by an excessive arrogance that caused him to overestimate his own abilities. What made him believe that triumph was assured?

"Wu Zidao, the competition is yet to begin. How can you claim to know the outcome?" Wu Zimo uttered with solemnity, his voice carrying an air of gravity.

"Heh~" Wu Zidao chuckled, regarding Wu Zimo with a derisive expression, as though he were a mere child babbling nonsense. Fully confident in his abilities, he intended to let the results speak for themselves.

Wu Zidao nonchalantly unleashed his spiritual energy, adopting a relaxed demeanor. He planned to effortlessly defeat his opponent in the upcoming competition, minimizing the expenditure of his spiritual and physical resources.

Without hesitation, Wu Zimo also released his own spiritual energy, closing in on Wu Zidao.

This unexpected response caught Wu Zidao off guard, prompting him to intensify his use of spiritual energy. He grew more serious, increasing the amount he channeled into the confrontation.

Nevertheless, unwilling to be at a disadvantage, Wu Zimo persisted in approaching Wu Zidao, continuously harnessing his spiritual energy.

Gradually, Wu Zidao's initial composure began to wane. He felt a mounting pressure as Wu Zimo's cultivation prowess revealed itself.

Could it be that Wu Zimo's cultivation had reached such an astonishing level?

Wu Zidao found himself taken aback, his gaze shifting tentatively towards Wu Zimo. Unbeknownst to him, while he was momentarily distracted, Wu Zimo continued to gain the upper hand in their encounter.

Beads of sweat began to form on Wu Zidao's forehead, a visible sign of his growing unease. His facial muscles twitched involuntarily, and he could no longer afford to let his guard down.

The members of the Wu family watched the unfolding events from below, their expressions reflecting a mixture of surprise and concern. As members of the same family, they did not wish to witness such a confrontational situation between Wu Zidao and Wu Zimo. This turn of events was entirely unexpected.

Within the family, there had to be a clear winner and loser in the competition. At this moment, Wu Zidao could only attribute his predicament to a stroke of ill luck.

"Why does Zimo always seem to have the upper hand? Didn't Zidao break through just yesterday?" Wu Tian asked, his confusion evident.

"Keep quiet! Zidao is merely showing some courtesy to Zimo. Don't go overboard," scolded the head of the Wu family, reprimanding Wu Tian harshly.

The patriarch of the Wu family was naturally pleased to see Wu Zimo display formidable martial cultivation abilities. After all, it meant that the family had gained another capable individual who could lend support to Zidao in the future.

However…

He had no intention of allowing Wu Zimo to surpass Wu Zidao.

Zidao was his biological son, and his cultivation level had always been exceptionally high, a source of great pride for him.

And yet, today…

What was happening with Zidao?

Why was he showing deference?

The competition was far from over.

Dealing with Bai Ruiguang would not be an easy task.

Instead of extending courtesies to Wu Zimo at this juncture, it would be wiser for Zidao to conserve his energy and secure victory in the competition first.

The head of the Wu family had been observing the unfolding situation for quite some time, and his patience was wearing thin. With a glance, he conveyed to Wu Zidao that he should bring the encounter to a swift conclusion.

Wu Zidao caught the meaning behind the head of the Wu family's eyes and understood that he shouldn't linger any longer.

However…

He had underestimated Wu Zimo's cultivation.

Defeating him directly had become a slightly challenging task.

Wu Zidao pondered on how to approach the situation, seeking a way to overcome this unexpected obstacle.

Witnessing the futility of his earlier gesture, the head of the Wu family shifted his gaze towards Wu Tian. Initially, he had intended for Wu Tian to intervene, but upon reconsideration, he refrained from giving the command.

Raising his voice to address the arena, he declared, "Zidao, it's time to show some respect to your brother. That's enough. Don't waste your energy any further."