115: First one to go!

"What?! A dragon tiger golden body pill?!"

As soon as this news broke out, the entire Tianjiao Garden was thrown into an uproar.

A dragon tiger golden body pill!

That was a supreme treasure countless Body Refining Martial Artists and Condensing Essence Realm Martial Artists dreamed of possessing!

It was said that consuming this pill could cause one's Physical Body strength to skyrocket, comparable to a Vicious Beast of the same rank, making it priceless!

In an instant, everyone's breathing became heavy.

The way they looked at Li Qing also changed.

Before, it was awe, it was fear.

Now, it had turned into greed, into bloodlust!

Before the immense temptation of profit, fear was suppressed.

Li Qing, in their eyes, was no longer a powerful Genius.

But rather... a walking Medicinal Pill!

A huge, fragrant, enticing delicacy!

"Hahaha, this kid is really looking for death!"

"Of all people to offend, he had to offend the Grand Princess!"

"Now it's perfect, he's become public enemy number one!"

"Exactly! No matter how strong he is, can he defeat all of us?"

"Brothers, our chance has come! As long as we work together to wear him down in the Arena Matches first, that dragon tiger golden body pill will be ours!"

Countless people began secretly forming connections, rubbing their hands in anticipation.

A "hunting game" targeting Li Qing quietly began behind the scenes... Naturally, Li Qing was also aware of the brewing storm outside.

He could clearly feel the gazes directed at him becoming increasingly brazen, filled with undisguised malice.

"Public enemy, huh?"

Sitting in his room, Li Qing's mouth curved into a cold smile.

"Good."

"Saves me the trouble of looking for you all one by one."

He didn't feel any pressure at all; on the contrary, he felt somewhat excited.

He was just worried that after his Clone evolved, he wouldn't find suitable opponents to test his current strength.

Now, weren't they delivering themselves right to his doorstep?

He slowly closed his eyes, his mind sinking to the bottom of the Qiu River.

That Deep Sea Dragon Turtle, over ten meters long, with Dragon horns on its head and clad in Xuanming Divine Armor, suddenly opened its golden vertical pupils in the dark river water.

An utterly terrifying pressure erupted!

Throughout the entire water area, all the fish, shrimp, and Vicious Beasts, at this moment, seemed to sense the arrival of doomsday. They all prostrated themselves on the riverbed, trembling, not daring to move a muscle.

"Keep striving!"

"Strive to evolve sooner!"

Within the Great River, killing intent was palpable... The three-day rest period quickly passed.

The Great Xia Martial Selection, second stage, the Arena Matches, officially began.

On the Martial Arena, the one thousand candidates who had successfully advanced gathered once more.

The atmosphere was even more tense, and more heated, than before.

High in the sky, a Golden-Armored General stood suspended, his voice ringing out across the entire field.

"The Arena Matches have simple rules!"

"One thousand people, random draws, one-on-one elimination matches!"

"The winner advances, the loser is eliminated!"

"Ultimately, we will determine the top five hundred!"

As his words fell, on the massive stone tablet in the center of the Martial Arena, one thousand names began to rapidly scroll.

Everyone's hearts were in their throats.

Especially those slightly weaker competitors who had luckily advanced, they prayed silently in their hearts not to encounter those monsters in the first round.

As for those powerful Prodigies, they were all rubbing their hands in anticipation, their eyes filled with Battle Intent.

Of course, more people's gazes were intentionally or unintentionally glancing towards that black-clothed youth standing in the crowd with an indifferent expression.

They were hoping.

Hoping they would draw him, or hoping someone else would draw him.

As long as they could eliminate him, they could ascend to the heavens in a single step!

Finally, a flash of light appeared on the stone tablet.

The matchups for the first round appeared before everyone's eyes.

"Buzz!"

The entire Martial Arena erupted in a deafening uproar the moment they saw one particular matchup!

On the stone tablet, two names were enveloped in a golden glow, appearing exceptionally glaring.

[Jinling City, Li Qing]

[Versus]

[Cangzhou City, Lin Tianyu]

"It's Li Qing! He's up in the first round!"

"Who's his opponent? Lin Tianyu? Never heard of him."

"I know! Lin Tianyu!"

"The number one Genius from Cangzhou City! His 'Phantom Mirage Steps' are incredibly profound."

"In the previous melee, he emerged unscathed, relying entirely on his movement technique to toy with his opponents, wearing them down to death!"

"What? A movement technique expert? Then this will be a good show!"

"Although Li Qing's power is terrifying, it's useless if he can't hit his target!"

Everyone's interest was instantly ignited.

One was a young demon god with tyrannical power.

The other was a phantom assassin with elusive movement.

What kind of spectacle would these two create when they clashed?

In the crowd, a slender young man with an ordinary face revealed a look of ecstasy when he saw his name paired with Li Qing's.

He was Lin Tianyu.

"Hahaha! Heaven is truly helping me!"

He laughed wildly in his heart.

"Everyone fears your power, but I am precisely your natural nemesis!"

"Li Qing, your legend ends with me!"

"That dragon tiger golden body pill is mine!"

With immense confidence, he was the first to step onto Arena Number One.

Chapter 113: Your Speed Is Too Slow!

On Arena Number One.

Lin Tianyu stood with his hands behind his back, his blue robes fluttering slightly in the wind, his eyes filled with arrogance and smugness.

He basked in the attention of the tens of thousands of gazes around him, as if he had already become the victor of this duel.

In his view, Li Qing's power was indeed terrifying, but he was ultimately just a simple-minded brute.

Martial arts duels relied not only on power, but also on wisdom and skill.

And he was most adept at using his proud speed to toy with those fools who only had brute strength.

"Li Qing, get up here and accept your death!"

He shouted loudly towards the stage below, his tone extremely arrogant.

He wanted to use this method to provoke Li Qing, to make him lose his composure.

An enraged brute would only have more openings.

Below the stage, Li Qing slowly raised his head and glanced at him.

That gaze was as calm as if he were looking at a dead man.

He didn't say a word, he simply took a step and began walking towards the arena.

His pace was slow, steady. With each step, it seemed to contain a strange rhythm, resonating with the very earth itself.

The surrounding clamor seemed unable to affect him in the slightest.

Seeing his composed and unhurried demeanor, Lin Tianyu's brow furrowed slightly.

For some reason, a faint sense of foreboding suddenly arose in his heart.

But soon, he forcibly suppressed this feeling.

"Putting on a mysterious act!"

He sneered inwardly.

"Just wait, I'll soon make you understand what despair is!"