"He actually won!" Dongfang Lin shook his head hard, shock flashing in his eyes. He turned instinctively and saw starlight gathering not far below the Arena. Ji Ziqi's figure was slowly taking shape.
Even though Dongfang Lin had braced himself, his eyes widened and he drew a sharp breath.
"Qin Hao... He never used his full strength against me. Even when he first fought Ji Ziqi, he still held back."
Dongfang Lin knew exactly what that meant.
Qin Hao...
Had the strength to crush him!
There was no need to speculate about Qin Hao's strength. Ji Ziqi had crushed Dongfang Lin with ease, yet Qin Hao had killed her. That alone said enough.
And what was more...
"Even when Qin Hao unleashed that final burst and killed Ji Ziqi, that might not have been his full strength!"
Dongfang Lin's pupils contracted. He could no longer make sense of Qin Hao.
"So that wasn't Qin Hao's full strength..." Sun Wei's eyes flickered, his thoughts unreadable.
He could have accepted Dongfang Lin or Shi Tingyan defeating Ji Ziqi. But Qin Hao...
This young Warrior had scarcely made a name for himself even on the True Martial Continent. Sun Wei found it hard to believe he had defeated Ji Ziqi.
"I thought that even if I couldn't take first place, my strength would carry me into the top three. But now..."
"King Tianyan once told me never to underestimate anyone."
"Qin Hao, you've truly taught me a lesson."
Sun Wei gave a wry smile. Then a new thought surfaced unbidden.
Could Qin Hao take first place?
In the past, he would have rejected the idea on instinct. Now, Sun Wei was no longer sure.
How many of Qin Hao's battles had looked like an underdog facing a stronger foe, only for Qin