"Cai'er..." After finishing his match, Long Haochen quickly returned to Sheng Cai'er's side. He opened his mouth, but did not know what to say.
He knew that Sheng Cai'er might be even stronger than he was. Could he really ask her to withdraw just because he was worried?
That was impossible. Besides, a match was still just a match. She might get injured, but her life would never be in danger, not with the senior officials of the Six Great Temples watching.
Once they became demon hunters, they would face the vicious Demon Race, and their lives could be in danger at any moment.
Thus, Long Haochen could find no reason to dissuade Sheng Cai'er.
"Don't worry. I know my limits. If I can't win, I'll protect myself," Sheng Cai'er said softly.
"All right," Long Haochen replied, watching Sheng Cai'er walk into the Trial Arena.
On the other side, Jiang Feng had already taken his position in the Trial Arena.
Their previous battle at the hotel had given Jiang Feng a concrete estimate of Sheng Cai'er's overall strength. Of course, that estimate excluded the power of the Reincarnation Spiritual Furnace.
Sheng Cai'er's overall strength far surpassed that of other professionals of the same order. Her innate maximum internal spiritual power had given her combat talent that was almost unrivaled among those of her profession.
Even when using the same skill, Sheng Cai'er consumed less spiritual power while producing greater power.
Combined with the might of the Thousand Strikes Spirit Furnace, Sheng Cai'er could already hold her own against a sixth-order professional.
Of course, being able to fight one did not guarantee that she could win.
But Jiang Feng was not concerned about any of that. With his strength and the physical defense provided by over three thousand external spiritual power,