Just as the Inner Disciples were placing their bets like mad.
On the arena.
Zhou Tianhai smiled calmly, making no move to attack at once.
He was still extremely confident in his own strength.
Chen Changqing had only recently entered the Inner Sect from the Outer Sect. No matter how strong he was, how strong could he possibly be?
Chen Changqing, on the other hand, looked utterly composed.
He had also been present when Zhou Tianhai had fought others earlier.
Naturally, he could tell that Zhou Tianhai had some skill, but he had only condensed a little over ten thousand strands of true qi.
During Chen Changqing and Qing Yang's previous trip to Hundred Herbs Valley.
He had slain no fewer than three Core Formation cultivators.
Dai Xiongfeng, the Great Chief of Black Wind Stronghold, had been the weakest, condensing only a thousand strands of true qi after reaching Core Formation.
As for the two Demonic Sect cultivators, Duan Hun and Mie Po, both had been Core Formation experts who had condensed over ten thousand strands of true qi.
Yet Chen Changqing had still killed them with a single sword strike.
Of course, this battle against Zhou Tianhai was not a fight to the death, so Chen Changqing naturally would not kill him.
At the same time.
The many Inner Disciples around the arena had finished placing their bets and were all staring without blinking at the two men facing off on the stage.
"Why haven't they started yet?"
"With Senior Brother Zhou Tianhai's strength, wouldn't defeating Chen Changqing be as easy as turning over one's hand?"
"This is in the bag. We're definitely going to earn quite a few Spirit Stones."
"I really don't know what Senior Brother Wang Yang was thinking. He placed so many Spirit Stones before