Arena Nine.
Li Qingyuan leaped forward and cupped his hands in salute. "Rogue Cultivator Liu Chuan, please enlighten me!"
The arena defender was at Foundation Establishment Late Stage, while Li Qingyuan's cultivation was at Foundation Establishment Middle Stage. Though he had reached the perfection of Foundation Establishment Middle Stage, Wang Ming did not take him too seriously.
The gap between Foundation Establishment Middle Stage and Foundation Establishment Late Stage lay in the magic power accumulated over twenty or thirty years, as well as one's personal foundation. Geniuses capable of fighting above their level were not unheard of, but they were exceedingly rare among rogue cultivators.
"Rogue Cultivator Wang Ming, please enlighten me!"
The moment Wang Ming finished speaking, Late-Stage Foundation Establishment Magic Power surged outward. A Second-grade High-rank magic tool shot forth. His magic tool was actually a Soul Chasing Nail Set, one large and one small nail attacking together.
Though he inwardly looked down on Li Qingyuan's Foundation Establishment Middle Stage cultivation, Wang Ming was also a prodigy rogue cultivator who had cultivated for over sixty years. He understood that even a lion used its full strength to hunt a rabbit.
He wanted to defeat Li Qingyuan in one move, so he could face the opponents to come.
Almost the instant Wang Ming attacked, Li Qingyuan activated his perfected Foundation Establishment Middle Stage cultivation. The Second-grade High-rank magic tool, the Cloud Mist Sword, transformed into a streak of rainbow light and shot out, like a fading glow sweeping across the heavens.
Clang! Clang!
The Cloud Mist Sword flew out and collided with the Soul Chasing Nail Set, clashing through the air.
The two controlled their magic tools with divine sense, using magic power as the force that drove the tools to battle from afar.
The next second, Li Qingyuan