"Thank you for yielding!"
Li Qing cupped his fists toward Hall Master Zeng, whose face was twisted in pain, then retied his disheveled hair, which had been scattered like that of a crazed demon.
Seeing the crimson in Li Qing's eyes gradually fade, Zeng Jinbao also let out a sigh of relief, afraid that Li Qing might have been carried away by the heat of battle and refused to let the matter rest.
"Alas, the waves behind the Yangtze drive on those before them. I truly am old now—I'm no match for you." Zeng Jinbao's expression dimmed slightly.
This Martial Hall Master, whose reputation resounded throughout Sheng Tian and who was renowned across the martial world, had personally admitted today that he was no match for Li Qing.
The disciples watching from the side all stood there with their mouths agape.
There was no need to think further. This would certainly stir up no small wave throughout the martial world afterward, and the name Li Qing would spread far and wide as well.
From this day onward, this young Internal Energy expert would undoubtedly have a place in the martial world.
"Hall Master Zeng, you flatter me. I merely won by luck." Li Qing smiled, his attitude exceedingly humble.
His complete lack of post-victory aggressiveness put both Hall Master Zeng and his disciples at ease.
"You are far too modest. Since you have so clearly set your sights on the Grandmaster Realm, there's no way you can keep a low profile."
"The Hundred Battles Realm may not require one to truly experience a hundred battles, but the number certainly won't be small."
"There are only so many Internal Energy experts in the martial world. If you challenge them one by one, you won't be able to stay unnoticed even if