Upon hearing the Foundatioablishment host's words, the participating cultivators began to fly up to the high ptform oer another.

  Li Qinghai and Lu Beixue were naturally among them.

  The Foundatioablishment host g the people present and nodded.

  "Not bad, there are about a hundred partits in this petition."

  After a brief pliment, he took out ay ste bag.

  "Put your identity tokens inside."

  Everyoook out their woodey tokens and pced them into the ste bag.

  "Alright, you go baow."

  All the disciples flew back down to the ground, waiting for the Foundatioablishment host to call their names.

  Soon, the host randomly drew two identity tokens from the ste bag.

  After gng at the names, he called out.

  "Wang Long, Zhao Jinliang."

  Wang Long flew onto the stage, full of fidence.

  Zhao Jinliang followed suit and flew up as well.

  The two exged a few polite words before engaging in battle.

  The disciples below watched while shaking their heads.

  "The gap is too big; Zhao Jinliang is no match at all."

  "Poor Zhao Jinliang, Wang Long is a hot favorite to win."

  ...

  The battle ended quickly.

  Wang Long emerged victorious.

  The Foundatioablishment host drew two more tokens.

  "Qian Liushui, Lu Beixue."

  Li Qinghai g Lu Beixue upon hearing her name.

  "Good luck," Li Qinghai enced.

  "Good luck?" Lu Beixue was slightly taken aback, clearly not uanding the phrase.

  "Ahem... it means wishing you triumph."

  "Alright, I will."

  Lu Beixue gracefully floated onto the stage.

  Opposite her stood a cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining.

  Seeing that Lu Beixue was a beauty, Qian Liushui maintained his gentlemanly demeanor and offered a reminder.

  "Dao panion, be careful!"

  With that, he jured a spell.

  "Water Arrow Teique!"

  The spell formed a sharp arrow that shot towards Lu Beixue.

  Lu Beixue remained calm, raising her hand slowly.

  As the water arrow reached her, she lightly tapped with her fiip.

  Crack...

  The water arrow quickly froze.

  The spell was forced to the ground, shattering into ice shards.

  Then, Lu Beixue formed a small seal with her hands.

  Above Qian Liushui's head, a rain shoeared.

  The disciples present were all stunned.

  Isn't this the sect's Water trol Teique?

  Also known as the Rain Teique.

  It's just for farming, right?

  What a joke.

  Is Lu Beixue pnning to give Qian Liushui a bath?

  Qian Liushui was also taken aback.

  He didn't pay it any mind ahe rain fall.

  However, when the rain hit him, he realized something was wrong.

  The bone-chilling rain made him shiver instantly.

  His body began to freeze rapidly.

  Qian Liushui tried to use spiritual energy to dispel the cold.

  But he found that the spiritual energy inside him seemed to be frozen as well, uo circute.

  At this rate, he was at risk of freezing to death.

  Trembling, Qian Liushui quickly shouted.

  "I cede... I cede..."

  Lu Beixue waved her sleeve, and the rain disappeared.

  The disciples below were dumbfounded.

  This...?

  "S, isn't this the Rain Teique? How does it have this effect?"

  "Amazing. A ninth-level Qi Refining cultivator couldn't even fight back."

  "Why do I feel like I'm practig a different Rain Teique than her?"

  ...

  Lu Beixue ighe astonished gazes of the crowd, flew down from the stage, auro Li Qinghai's side.

  Li Qinghai praised her repeatedly, "Impressive, impressive."

  Lu Beixue's lips curled slightly.

  Other pliments meant nothing to her.

  Only Li Qinghai's praise could bring her joy.

  Lu Beixue modestly replied, "It was alright."

  The two chatted while watg the battles on stage.

  After a while, several more battles cluded.

  Finally, it was Li Qinghai's turn.

  The Foundatioablishment host called out.

  "Li Qinghai, Zhao Ling'er."

  Li Qinghai stretched zily, "Finally, it's my turn."

  Lu Beixue also chimed in, "Good luck."

  Li Qinghai was momentarily surprised, then ughed, "Hahaha, alright, good luck."

  He flew onto the stage.

  Opposite him stood a delicate-looking girl.

  On the high ptform, Ye Feng snorted coldly upon seeing Li Qinghai.

  "Your luck is good, not fag those three. I hope you win this time!"

  Below the stage, Lu Beixue g Zhao Ling'er, notig she was a tenth-level Qi Refining cultivator, a a bit worried.

  She quietly unicated.

  "Granny, Li Qinghai win?"

  Golden Elixir Granny replied calmly, "My True Fme Teique of Samadhi is a secret teique coveted by tless Diviransformation cultivators. If that boy grasp even a bit of it, he won't lose."

  Hearing this, Lu Beixue felt slightly reassured.

  But Golden Elixir Granny added.

  "However, Li Qinghai isn't a single spiritual root fire cultivator. With his mixed spiritual roots, he might not even grasp a bit of it."

  Lu Beixue's eyes filled with wain.

  If Li Qinghai lost, he wouldn't be able to ehe Inner Sect.

  On stage, Zhao Ling'er looked at Li Qinghai.

  "Li Qinghai? I've heard of you. They say you're a good person. I don't want to hit you too hard. You're not my match; cede."

  "…"

  Li Qinghai was a bit speechless.

  This girl.

  Isn't she a bit too fident?

  Li Qinghai pursed his lips, "Dao panio's exge a move. If I 't ha, I'll cede."

  "Alright. You make the first move," Zhao Ling'er remained fident.

  Li Qinghai began to el fire from his dantian.

  A fireball formed in his hand.

  Zhao Ling'er g it, "Fireball Teique, huh."

  Then Zhao Ling'er shook her head, "Your Fireball Teique isn't well-practiced; it's too small. Let me show you mine."

  Zhao Ling'er formed a seal, infusing spiritual energy with both hands.

  A head-sized fireball formed before her.

  Li Qinghai's eyes widened.

  Wow?

  That big?

  Isn't that strong?

  No, I have to make mine bigger too.

  Li Qinghai quickly tinued infusing spiritual energy.

  However, even with an additional twenty pert of spiritual energy, his fireball was only the size of a fist.

  The only ge was that the fme seemed more solid and the temperature hotter.

  Meanwhile, Zhao Ling'er, who had formed a rge fireball, pushed it forward.

  She called out.

  "Li Qinghai, if you 't block it, dodge."

  "…"

  Li Qinghai's mouth twitched; dodging would be too embarrassing, right?

  Seeing the fireball ing his way, Li Qinghai didn't have time to tinue f his fireball.

  He casually threw his small fireball.

  Theapped his ste bag, grabbing the Spiritual Water Sword, secretly gathering strength.

  Li Qinghai had a clear pn: if he couldn't win, he'd use the Sword Drawing Teique to ssh the big fireball.

  Dodging was not an option.

  Hmph, he was just that stubborn!

  Soon.

  The rge and small fireballs collided.

  Boom!

  Fmes scattered, falling onto the stage.

  Just as Li Qinghai was about to draw his sword to ssh the big fireball, the big fireball suddenly exploded.

  And the small fireball passed through it.

  Zhao Ling'er was stunned as the small fireball shot towards her.

  How could this be?

  Her big fireball lost?!

  Li Qinghai quickly reminded, "Zhao Ling'er, if you 't block it, dodge."

  Zhao Ling'er snapped back to reality.

  Damn it, isn't that my line?

  CPDD