He spoke very seriously and concisely, as if stating a fact.
From this moment, Sui Canghai saw the utmost fervent battle intent of a Martial Artist in him.
"Not taking money?" Ji Jingqiu suddenly asked.
Sui Canghai rolled his eyes: "Get lost, fight properly!"
Ji Jingqiu smiled at the old man, bowed, and turned towards the great hall.
Sui Canghai watched Ji Jingqiu leave; intently observing, he seemed to see a dragon that had been shackled, cutting off most of its Chains, rising from the shallow waters, aiming to become the unbound True Dragon!
He muttered softly: "Good lad... could he really win?"
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...
Two days later.
Ji Jingqiu once again stepped into the seventh layer of White Jade City.
Not far away, a young man of similar age still wore a smile that disregarded everything, as if the word "arrogant" was carved into his soul.
Today, the victor would be decided.
Ji Jingqiu silently recited in his heart.
Still, there was a hint of regret.
