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Among the Patch Up Crew, Zhongli Yi seemed astonished at Chen Mobai, who was standing unscathed in the middle of the screen, disbelief in her eyes.

“It appears that this Lu Qiulong isn’t as splendid as his fame suggests.”

She shook her head as she spoke. As one of the vice team leaders of the Patch Up Crew, she was not only in charge of medical affairs and dispensing medicines, but also for managing all sorts of information and intelligence.

She had seen a top-tier document about Lu Qiulong once.

It stated that the Patch Up Crew was focusing on nurturing him. After Lan Haitian retired, they planned to invite him to maintain order, serving as another Foundation Establishment heavyweight.

Seeing now, he was just so-so.

“Isn’t there a possibility that the head of Dance Tool Dao Academy is just too strong?”

Qing Nu calmly commented, leaving Zhongli Yi stumped.

“If that were the case, he would be too overwhelmingly strong.”

With her eyes fixed on that elegantly-dressed young man in a red and black robe, Zhongli Yi could not help but sigh.

In the student association of the Crimson Mountain…

Ming Yuhua and others were overwhelmed with joy, while Hua Zijing was astonished in front of the screen, unable to believe her eyes.

She knew that Chen Mobai was very strong, but she had never imagined that he would win to this extent.

That was Lu Qiulong!

He was known as the Ferocious Tiger of the Immortal Doors, a Foundation Establishment powerhouse famous for his formidable fighting ability.

After watching the results of this battle, Meng Huang felt a great sense of relief.

She put her cell phone away, finished her break, returned to the broadcasting studio, and continued rehearsing with the Jade Phoenix Theater Troupe.

“Why were you gone for so long?”

Jiang Yuyuan, who had already sweated through his training, noticed the joy in Meng Huang and asked curiously.

“I watched an amazing show.”

“An amazing show? What kind of show?”

Meng Huang shot a contemptuous glance at Jiang Yuyuan. Unfortunately, he was a natural drama addict. His obsession was the reason he outperformed her, finished his foundation establishment early on and was a prime candidate for mastering the Shocking God Sonata.

Because she was unable to establish her foundation after two long years, she was about to drag down the average level of Dance Tool Dao Academy. The people who flattered her started to look at her differently.

[If only I could be as outstanding as him.]

Thinking of Chen Mobai just now, how he casually defeated Lu Qiulong, Meng Huang became lost in thought.

In a certain area of the Crimson City square, Lan Haitian looked on in surprise as Chen Mobai chopped Lu Qiulong into pieces on the large screen.

“This guy seems stronger than before.”

Naturally, Lin Yin was at Lan Haitian’s side. She had witnessed the entire battle between Chen Mobai and Lu Qiulong. Having personally assessed their strengths before, she had originally thought that Lu Qiulong had a better chance of winning.

She had once encountered Lu Qiulong while on a mission with Lan Haitian.

They had fought once.

Faced with Lu Qiulong who had merged with his Rank-2 peak partner beast, Lan Haitian had a hard time winning.

For this very reason, she thought that Chen Mobai would be slightly inferior.

Who knew, he ended up winning.

“If he had prepared in advance, he could only possibly absorb 20% of the Tiger’s Evil Qi. It’s normal for him to lose.”

Lan Haitian instantly saw the reason for Lu Qiulong’s defeat.

“Oh, so you thought Lu Qiulong would lose before they even fought?”

Lin Yin was a bit puzzled.

“No, like you, I thought the same.”

Hesitating momentarily, Lan Haitian spoke the truth.

Chen Mobai’s victory was beyond everyone’s expectations.

This naturally included the Pure Yang Academy, who had personally arranged this match.

“If Lu Qiulong was defeated, who can conquer him among the late-stage foundation establishment?”

Xiahou Weihuan frowned as he turned to Pure Yang Academy’s top student of this generation, Wenren Zijing. Despite the academy’s investment, the latter had only reached the sixth level of Foundation Establishment.

Even when faced with the late-stage foundation establishment, relying on the Pure Yang Scroll and the Primordial Yang Sword Secret, there might still be a chance to fight.

But if he were to have a magic duel with Lu Qiulong, there would certainly be no chance of survival.

“Senior, although I’m not a match for him, this concerns our ancestor’s record. Even if it means dying once, I must fight.”

With unwavering determination, Wenren Zijing said this as he was about to resolutely project himself into Little Red Sky.

“If nothing else works, let’s use the strategy we discussed before.”

At this moment, Sima Xingyu blocked him, opening his eyes to speak.

“Your sacrifice is too great, I won’t agree unless it’s the last resort,” Xiahou Weihuan shook his head , rejecting Sima Xingyu’s proposal.

“Let’s wait till he wins one hundred and nineteen battles.”

Nevertheless, seeing Chen Mobai, the God-like being in the screen who had defeated three powerful opponents again, Xiahou Weihuan eventually wavered. With a sigh, he nodded reluctantly.

“Let me warm up the battleground then. I’ll try to dig up some information on Chen Mobai for my senior.”

Wenren Zijing volunteered, and the other two agreed.

“Alas, I’m feeling frustrated. I need to vent it out in Little Red Sky.”

Seeing Wenren Zijing looking as if he was prepared for death, Xiahou Weihuan is no longer able to suppress the pent-up anger he had for the two or three days due to Chen Mobai’s successive victories. He projected himself into Little Red Sky, intending to find a couple of opponents to kill in a fit of rage.