91: Zhou Ming's rapid progress

"They're coming, they're coming! Xiao Weiqing versus Fei Xiaobao."

"I wonder if Fei Xiaobao can force Xiao Weiqing to show his full strength?"

"Unlikely. Both use techniques, but Xiao Weiqing's flames are no joke."

"Start!"

On the arena stage.

Xiao Weiqing drew Red Dragon.

Fei Xiaobao had also brought a blade, but he didn't use it. He knew his blade skills weren't even worth mentioning in front of Xiao Weiqing.

"Xiao Weiqing, we see each other all the time. This is just a friendly spar, you understand?"

Xiao Weiqing injected Spiritual Qi into Red Dragon.

Boom!~

Red Dragon radiated brilliant light, looking like a scorching fire dragon.

"Of course, just a spar."

The corners of Xiao Weiqing's mouth curled up, and then he dashed forward.

In the blink of an eye.

He crossed the distance between them on the stage.

"Vacuum Wave!"

The moment Xiao Weiqing moved, Fei Xiaobao took a deep breath. Compressed air shot toward Xiao Weiqing like bullets.

*Pop! Pop! Pop!*~

Since it was already the quarter-finals, only Xiao Weiqing and Fei Xiaobao were on the stage. Everyone watched their battle with rapt attention.

Xiao Weiqing waved his hand, and a massive wave of flames erupted.

Rumble!~

Explosions rang out across the stage.

At the same time, they obscured Fei Xiaobao's vision.

"Where is he?"

"Right here!"

Xiao Weiqing's figure passed through the flames, and a crimson palm pressed directly onto Fei Xiaobao's chubby face.

Bang!

Fei Xiaobao was sent flying off the stage.

"Xiao Weiqing wins!"

Two figures vanished as Xiao Weiqing and Fei Xiaobao returned to the stands.

As soon as they returned, they heard Fei Xiaobao's complaints.

"Xiao Weiqing, haven't you heard that you shouldn't hit people in the face?"

"It's a good thing this wasn't a real battle. If this handsome face was ruined, I don't know how many girls and young women would be heartbroken. Your sin would be immense!"

Zhuang Yu chimed in, "Fatty Xiaobao, I also strongly condemn hitting people in the face. But then again, that pancake face of yours has nothing to do with being handsome."

"Jealousy, absolute jealousy! What's wrong with a pancake face? You guys couldn't have one even if you wanted to," Fei Xiaobao said, completely unbothered.

On the arena stages.

The remaining participants were all Trainees from the Upper Academy.

Those from the Lower Academy and Middle Academy were basically all eliminated after two rounds.

"Eh? I haven't seen him for a few days, but this Zhou Ming's strength has increased greatly," Zhuang Yu said in surprise.

Arena Stage 5.

Zhou Ming and Duan Shuyu were locked in combat. Duan Shuyu wielded a long spear with great vigor, yet he was still at a disadvantage.

Zhou Ming fought bare-handed in close quarters against Duan Shuyu. One must know that an inch longer means an inch stronger; it is incredibly difficult to get close when fighting a spear. Yet Zhou Ming not only managed it but also suppressed Duan Shuyu.

Xiao Weiqing looked at the stage and asked, "Zhuang Yu, are you close with Zhou Ming?"

Zhuang Yu shook his head. "We're not in the same circle, but we spared once and met once on the Heavenly Ladder. His strength grows very fast. I didn't expect him to have grown to this level already."

Regarding the strength of the Upper Academy Trainees, according to the Heavenly Ladder rankings, Xiao Weiqing was in a league of his own, followed by Qin Tian and Wei Lan.

Then came the third tier: Duan Shuyu, Xue Cheng, Fei Xiaobao, Zhuang Yu, Yin Tiantian, and others.

"He is indeed quite strong. I heard his Heavenly Ladder ranking entered the top hundred at the end of last month," Fei Xiaobao said.

"Duan Shuyu is about to lose."

Sure enough.

On the stage, Zhou Ming's expression was sharp. His flaming palms carried a terrifying aura as he repeatedly struck at Duan Shuyu, who was struggling just to defend.

After a few more moves, Zhou Ming found an opening and knocked Duan Shuyu's spear away.

Duan Shuyu was by no means weak. Even without his spear, he could still contend with Zhou Ming using his powerful lightning-type Extraordinary Talent. However, Zhou Ming grew braver as he fought, his entire body wreathed in flames as if he had an inexhaustible supply of Spiritual Qi.

"Blazing Palm!"

*Bang!*

Duan Shuyu was struck by a palm and flew off the stage.

"Zhou Ming wins!"

This result was beyond most people's expectations.

Including Xiao Weiqing. In his view, Zhou Ming's strength was at most similar to Duan Shuyu's. Their battle seemed evenly matched, but in reality, Zhou Ming had been controlling the rhythm the entire time.

At this point.

The final four had emerged.

Xiao Weiqing, Wei Lan, Qin Tian, and Zhou Ming.

The next moment.

Xiao Weiqing and Wei Lan's figures vanished simultaneously.

Fei Xiaobao and Zhuang Yu behind them were stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

"Hahaha..."

"I want to see what you do now, Xiao Weiqing! You've finally met your match."

Arena Stage 5.

Xiao Weiqing and Wei Lan stood facing each other.

Xiao Weiqing looked helpless, while Wei Lan blinked her large eyes.

"Match start!"

A mechanical voice rang out.

But a minute passed, and neither of them moved.

The people in the audience looked at each other. Except for the Trainees from the Upper Academy, most people didn't know about their relationship and had no idea what these two were doing.

"Xiao Weiqing, fight! If you dare to hit her, I, Fei Xiaobao, will respect you as a real man!!!"

At this moment.

Fei Xiaobao was clutching his stomach from laughing so hard. He didn't believe Xiao Weiqing would actually make a move.

Wei Lan was a Spirit Cultivator who specialized in mental attacks; the two of them couldn't even have a proper spar.

The main stands.

Ning Xing asked, "What's going on with these two? Why aren't they fighting?"

The other teachers were also a bit confused.

Qian Yi smiled and said, "The two little ones are a couple."

"Oh?"

Ning Xing's eyes lit up, and he became interested.

On the stage.

Wei Lan gave a sweet smile: "Brother Qing, good luck!"

Then her figure vanished.

Xiao Weiqing shook his head helplessly. To be honest, he really hadn't known what to do just now.

His figure vanished, and he returned to the audience seats.

As soon as he got back, he heard Fei Xiaobao spreading nonsense.

"I say, Sister Wei Lan, why didn't you go for it? I guarantee Xiao Weiqing wouldn't have dared to touch you."

Zhuang Yu also said, "Exactly. If he dared to lift a finger, I'd gather all the brothers from the Upper Academy to attack him en masse."

Wei Lan smiled and didn't say anything.

Xiao Weiqing said crossly, "Are you two looking for a beating?"

Their battle had ended before it even began, leaving the Trainees from the Middle and Lower Academies feeling quite disappointed.

Fortunately, the next match started immediately.

On the stage.

Qin Tian versus Zhou Ming.

Both were bare-handed.

Qin Tian said calmly, "Come!"

Zhou Ming snorted coldly, very annoyed by Qin Tian's expression. He was going to use this battle to tell everyone that he was the strongest.

Boom!~

Spiritual Qi erupted from Zhou Ming's body, forming a Spirit Energy Cloak.

Qin Tian's pupils constricted slightly. He didn't underestimate his opponent and also erupted with Spiritual Qi, meeting him head-on.

*Thump!*

He stomped on the ground.

Zhou Ming's figure vanished, crossing the stage in the blink of an eye to appear before Qin Tian.

"Blazing Palm!"

Seeing the aggressive flaming palm, Qin Tian didn't dodge or evade, instead throwing a punch.

"Heaven-Shattering Punch!"

The punch and palm collided, and the center of the exchange instantly exploded. A terrifying shockwave rippled across the entire stage from the two of them.

Feeling the force transmitted through his arm, Qin Tian was surprised.

"Not bad!"

Zhou Ming was expressionless. "Neither are you!"

Then.

Qin Tian let out a cold shout.

"Open!"

The already tall Qin Tian expanded once more, the veins on his arms bulging.

A powerful, raw force directly pushed Zhou Ming back.