Lin Qingtan

Lei Li, having stepped back, looked at Lin Dong with some surprise. He seemed to understand why Lei Qi had asked him to make a move. Perhaps his brother had already seen through his opponent. Still, the other party had merely cultivated his martial skills more deeply. Lei Li smiled faintly, curling his palms slightly. "So that's why you're so arrogant. You do have some ability, but next, you may not be so lucky."

As his words fell, a dense glow actually spread across Lei Li's clawed hands. Waves of elemental energy radiated outward as well. By the look of it, he was preparing to use a martial skill against his opponent.

Lin Dong's expression remained calm. There was indeed a vast difference between the eighth and ninth levels. Even after unleashing the tenth echo of the Through-the-Back Fist, he had only managed to match Lei Li evenly. The latter had clearly cultivated martial arts as well, and with the Lei Family's resources, the grade of his martial arts was likely not low. If they truly fought, Lei Li's chances of victory would probably be greater.

Of course, Lin Dong was confident that even if Lei Li won, it would be a miserable victory. But he had to admit that Lei Qi, who could make Lei Li act without wasting words, was clearly not someone to provoke.

As the atmosphere in the arena turned tense once more, even more people gathered around, watching the two with great interest. They also wanted to know whether this genius who had recently emerged from the Lin Family possessed the ability to challenge an established young genius like Lei Li.

Xie Yingying, standing beside Lei Qi, asked, "Husband, aren't you going to make a move?"

"I rather want to see his limits," Lei Qi