At this moment, the Golden Elixir Granny was puzzled and confused.

  She couldn't understand how Li Qinghai could still have spiritual energy to unleash such a powerful inner fire.

  Could this boy be hiding some secret?

  The Golden Elixir Granny, rarely seen so serious, looked toward the arena, determined to see through Li Qinghai.

  After the Fireball Technique was broken.

  Li Qinghai's small fireball, unimpeded, directly hurled toward Zhao Ming.

  Zhao Ming was both shocked and anxious.

  He slapped his Storage Bag, and a shield-shaped magical treasure appeared in front of him.

  His hands pressed against the magical treasure, frantically infusing it with spiritual energy.

  The shield-shaped magical treasure immediately shimmered, with a spiritual energy barrier forming a protective shield on its surface.

  Seeing the small fireball already rushing over.

  Zhao Ming immediately raised the shield.

  Shouting loudly.

  "Block it for me!"

  Bang!

  The small fireball smashed onto the shield.

  The power contained within the fireball exploded completely at this moment.

  The spiritual energy shield on the shield shattered on the spot.

  Crack, crack...

  Immediately after, the shield began to show one crack after another.

  Zhao Ming's eyes widened, shouting in disbelief.

  "Impossible!"

  The moment his words fell, the powerful thrust from the explosion directly blasted him and the shield away.

  With a thud.

  Zhao Ming's body landed outside the arena, completely charred, unconscious.

  The scene was silent.

  Zhao Ming lost.

  And lost so completely.

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  He was a genius disciple who had lowered his status from the Inner Sect.

  Possessing the strength to compete for the top three.

  Even such a master was defeated, just how strong was Li Qinghai?!

  Everyone stared blankly at Li Qinghai.

  And Li Qinghai himself was a bit dazed.

  He muttered to himself.

  This isn't right.

  Isn't this guy supposed to be an Inner Disciple who lowered his status?

  Why does he seem so weak?

  Could it be that I'm too strong?

  That doesn't seem right either.

  I'm just a cultivator with mixed spiritual roots, how could I possibly defeat a genius disciple?

  Could it be that I'm actually a prodigy destined for the core of the sect?

  No, no, no.

  It must be that Zhao Ming was careless and didn't dodge.

  There are still tough battles ahead, I must remain cautious.

  Li Qinghai flew off the arena and returned to Lu Beixue's side.

  Lu Beixue blinked, curiously and seriously examining Li Qinghai.

  "Why... are you looking at me like that?"

  Lu Beixue smiled slightly, "Nothing, just thought you were much stronger than I imagined. Quickly meditate, there are more battles ahead."

  This time, Li Qinghai's consumption of spiritual energy was indeed more than before.

  He didn't hesitate and immediately sat down cross-legged.

  The matches on the arena continued.

  Before long, it was Lu Beixue's turn.

  However, her battle was swift, resolving her opponent in just a few breaths.

  But she also expended quite a bit, so she sat beside Li Qinghai to meditate together.

  Many disciples didn't even watch the matches on the arena.

  Their eyes were all on Li Qinghai and Lu Beixue, discussing excitedly.

  "Strong, so strong. I thought there wouldn't be any dark horses this year. But unexpectedly, there are two at once."

  "Looking at it now, it's hard to say about the top three. It feels like both Li Qinghai and Lu Beixue have a chance."

  "No, no, no. Li Qinghai's chances aren't big. After all, he encountered Zhao Ming early and consumed a lot of spiritual energy."

  "Yes. If he's unlucky in the next round and meets another Inner Disciple who lowered their status, he might not even make it to the top ten."

  ...

  As they were speaking.

  Another match on the arena ended.

  The Foundation Establishment host took out two identity plaques.

  The moment he saw the names, he paused.

  Then he announced loudly.

  "Wang Long, Li Qinghai!"

  Hearing Li Qinghai's name.

  The scene erupted.

  "It's over, it's over, how did it come to Li Qinghai again so soon."

  "Yes, Li Qinghai has only had a moment to recover, how can he have enough spiritual energy to duel with Wang Long?"

  "Alas, Dao Companion Qinghai's luck is bad. With his strength, he could have made it to the top ten."

  "What a pity, what a pity, losing this time means just missing the top ten."

  ...

  At this moment, Wang Long's face was full of smiles, his heart extremely excited.

  Hahaha, who would have thought, such a good thing would fall into my lap.

  Li Qinghai, your fate, I, Wang Long, will take.

  Thinking this, Wang Long couldn't wait to fly onto the arena.

  Shouting toward where Li Qinghai was.

  "Li Qinghai, come fight!"

  Don't be fooled by Wang Long's formal invitation for Li Qinghai to come up and duel.

  In reality, he was urging Li Qinghai to hurry up.

  After all, he had seen the scene where Li Qinghai blasted Zhao Ming away with a Fireball Technique.

  Naturally, he couldn't give Li Qinghai time to recover his spiritual energy.

  However, Li Qinghai's spiritual energy had actually recovered to seventy or eighty percent by now.

  So there was no need to cling to that little bit of time, he directly stood up.

  Lu Beixue also stood up with him, her eyes filled with even more worry than before.

  "Dao Companion Qinghai, good luck!"

  Seeing Lu Beixue so worried, Li Qinghai also showed a relaxed smile.

  "Don't worry, if I can't win, I'll run."

  "Yes, preserving your life is most important."

  "Of course, I'm off."

  Li Qinghai flew onto the arena.

  Wang Long looked at Li Qinghai with disdain.

  "You managed to get here with a low-grade Yellow Rank Fireball Technique, you really stepped in dog shit luck."

  Li Qinghai replied seriously, "No, no, no, luck is also a form of strength."

  Wang Long laughed loudly, "But this time, luck doesn't seem to favor you. Meeting me, you're out of luck."

  Li Qinghai shook his head, "You can't say that, let's exchange a move first to see who's stronger."

  Wang Long sneered, "You only know a Fireball Technique, I don't know where your confidence comes from."

  Saying this, Wang Long formed a seal.

  Water vapor gathered around him, as if the sound of rushing water could be heard.

  "Li Qinghai, I admit your Fireball Technique has some merit. But I will restrain you with water-based techniques, how will you respond?!"

  Hearing this.

  Below the stage, Lu Beixue was more anxious than Li Qinghai.

  She hurriedly asked the knowledgeable Golden Elixir Granny again.

  "Granny, can Li Qinghai win this time?"

  The Golden Elixir Granny snorted confidently.

  "Win? What are you thinking? Even if the True Flame Technique of Samadhi is strong, it gets stronger the further you go. Now Li Qinghai has only cultivated a mere inner fire, and in his current state, how can he win?"

  Saying this, the Golden Elixir Granny silently added in her heart.

  Li Qinghai, last time I misjudged you. This time you are bound to lose!

  Meanwhile, Li Qinghai blinked, muttering in his heart.

  Wang Long is right.

  His water-based technique restrains mine.

  It seems I can't use the True Flame Technique of Samadhi.

  Then I'll use the Falling Sword Technique.

  Li Qinghai slapped his Storage Bag and took out the Spiritual Water Sword.

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