Looking at Qingliu's still-trembling legs.
It seemed he still had not recovered from the numbness.
Lei Luo seized the opening and charged forward.
Someone below the stage remarked, "He's getting impatient."
Qingliu dodged every one of Lei Luo's attacks.
He swung an elbow back into Lei Luo's chin. It hurt so much that Lei Luo nearly cried.
Lei Luo crouched to one side, clutching his chin and rubbing it nonstop.
Qingliu rapidly formed hand seals, and a tiny water ball appeared in his hand.
Below the stage, Yumengliang and Hana stared at Qingliu in surprise.
"Our teacher only taught us a few days ago, and he's already learned it! How does he learn so fast? I'm so jealous!" Hana said.
"Tell me about it! I still haven't managed it!" Yumengliang said.
Itō Yuying watched and nodded in satisfaction.
The Raikage watched for a long time without seeing what power the water ball possessed. But he knew for certain that it was not that simple. He just did not know where its secret lay. He began to feel a little nervous.
The little water ball slowly grew until it was the size of a Rasengan. Qingliu looked at Lei Luo, who was still crouching ahead of him, rubbing his chin, and smiled coldly.
He flung the water ball forward. As soon as it reached midair, it burst, no longer sustained by chakra.
A snort of laughter came from below the stage. Itō Yuying looked at the Raikage.
The Raikage flexed his hands and said, "Sorry, sorry. I couldn't help it."
Itō Yuying ignored him and continued watching the match.
Water droplets scattered through the air. Qingliu formed a few more seals, and the droplets joined into a fine thread invisible to the naked eye.
The Raikage could no longer sit still.