Li Qingming felt somewhat speechless at the thought, but he said nothing more. In the end, he could not change the outcome of the match.
Li Qingming had actually been fair from beginning to end. Aside from offering a bit of protection to Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao, he had barely concerned himself with anyone else, even Xie Huan Yue.
Xie Huan Yue had managed to hold on because he really could take a beating, enduring the attacks of several four-ring Soul Masters in succession.
Before He Caitou was seriously injured, Xie Huan Yue had barely withstood sixteen consecutive Grade 2 Soul Tool shells.
Li Qingming did acknowledge Xie Huan Yue.
If that defensive power were properly developed, he would definitely be formidable out in the world.
At that moment, everyone present—including Xie Huan Yue, Huo Yuhao, Ning Tian, Xu Sanshi, Wang Dong, and Xiao Xiao—had their eyes almost entirely fixed on the youth in midair.
The youth stood there, his expression calm.
His performance and the absolute dominance he had displayed inspired both fear and worship.
Elsewhere, Xuan Zi, who was sitting there eating a chicken leg, had a trace of gloom flash across his face.
Bei Bei was Mu En's descendant. His original name was Mu Beibei.
For this competition, Xuan Zi had deliberately arranged for rising stars like Huo Yuhao to form a group with Bei Bei, hoping to secure a spot for him.
Yet he had not expected Bei Bei to be seriously injured by Li Qingming simply for taking part in this matter.
Watching the youth standing there, whose strength far surpassed everyone else's, Xuan Zi's eyes held dissatisfaction.
But he could not say anything. The other party had won through his own strength.
Even if Xuan Zi wanted to force Bei Bei into the