Therefore, Qi Ling did not intend to let Celeste continue to live, leaving everything to the White Spirit Dragon and letting the Dragon Clan handle such matters themselves.
The two Dragon Clan stared at each other, seemingly reaching some kind of tacit understanding. As Dragon Clan, even under such circumstances, they could not choose to surrender. To perish in battle was their best fate.
To Celeste's astonishment, the Jade Dragon, without any control over itself, actually launched an attack on the powerful Dragon Clan before it.
The battle between the two Dragon Clan, whether it was the clash of flesh or the outpouring of various energies, was magnificent and breathtaking. They both exerted their strongest abilities and did not consider winning or losing at all.
Both sides suffered damage under the all-out attack, but White Spirit Dragon ultimately prevailed in all aspects and won the battle.
When the Jade Dragon died in the dazzling shockwave of the White Spirit Dragon, it showed no regret, as if this was the final resting place it had always wanted.
After dealing with the Jade Dragon, the White Spirit Dragon suddenly looked at Celeste beside him. This glance made Celeste realize that his life was probably going to end here today.
"No, no! I don't want to die!" Celeste said, immediately fleeing into the distance. At this point, he no longer expected to win the match; he just wanted to survive.
White Spirit Dragon, however, refused to let Celeste go and gave chase. Qi Ling didn't interfere much; if the guy really had the ability to escape, then he was lucky.
So the other contestants, who were competing in the town, watched as a giant dragon flew out of the forest, chased after a creature that was howling and screaming, and finally swallowed it whole.
"What is this? Could there be Divine Beast in this competition?" The other contestants couldn't help but think of this, and many even thought of Jörmungandr. Although this White Spirit Dragon couldn't compare to it, it was still powerful enough.
After defeating his opponent, Qi Ling left the forest. He had only intended to stroll around the town, but unexpectedly, he encountered a very interesting match.
The reason I say this is because both sides in this match are acquaintances of mine, namely Chu Ling and Qian Xunji!
The match-up list was completely randomized, so it wasn't surprising that anyone would fight against each other. What really surprised Qi Ling was that Qian Xunji and Chu Ling were actually fighting back and forth, seemingly evenly matched.
Each of them held a long spear, and the weapon in Qian Xunji's hand was the Fallen Demonic Spear he had obtained before. It seemed that he had completed the refining of this weapon during this period and could use it smoothly.
Perhaps it was for this reason that Qian Xunji's power improved significantly, enabling him to fight Chu Ling to a standstill, which was truly astonishing.
After all, Chu Ling was recognized by everyone as being among the top three in the strength rankings. Even though the strength of others had improved over the past year, Chu Ling's deterrent power had not diminished at all.
"Not bad, you were actually able to keep up with my attacks. It seems you've indeed gotten quite a bit stronger." Chu Ling couldn't help but laugh after parrying Qian Xunji's attack. "Looks like you're not entirely useless after all."
Qian Xunji snorted coldly and said, " Chu Ling, don't act like you're invincible. Let me tell you, I will definitely defeat everyone and become the strongest person in the world!"
"You? Hahaha." Chu Ling couldn't help but laugh. "You've only made a tiny bit of progress, and you've already become this arrogant? You're truly laughable!"
"Watch closely, some differences in strength can't be overcome so easily! Thirty-Six Forms of the Long Hatred Spear!"
As he spoke, Chu Ling's aura changed completely. Gone was his arrogant and domineering demeanor. He seemed to have suddenly transformed into a martial artist diligently cultivating his skills. His expression became extremely focused, as if only he and his spear existed in the world.
Seeing this, even Qi Ling had to admit that Chu Ling's current strength was not due to luck; he must have undergone arduous training that ordinary people could not imagine.
The fact that he had mastered martial arts to this level was enough to explain everything. At this moment, Chu Ling, alone with his spear, seemed capable of confronting the entire world.
The person who felt this powerful aura most directly was Qian Xunji, who was standing in front of him. Cold sweat dripped down his forehead. He wanted to launch the first attack, but under the pressure of Chu Ling's aura, he was unable to make any move.
Then, Chu Ling moved, unleashing a set of exquisite spear techniques that forced Qian Xunji to passively defend, unable to launch any counterattacks.
Although it appeared that Qian Xunji had blocked every attack from Chu Ling, Qi Ling could actually see that while every move of Chu Ling's Thirty-Six Forms of the Long Hatred Spear was a killing move, they were all preparations for the final strike. In other words, his final spear strike would be the truly unstoppable attack.
When Chu Ling's attack reached its final move, and his momentum peaked, his spear suddenly pressed against Chu Ling 'Qian Xunji neck, failing to strike the target completely.
Qian Xunji, panting heavily, looked at Chu Ling with confusion, clearly not understanding his meaning, and said, "What do you mean by this? Why don't you continue attacking!"
Chu Ling laughed and said, "The reason is simple: if I strike you, you will either die or be seriously injured! Qian Xunji, is that the result you want?"
"Even if you lose this match, you can still continue playing. But what if you get injured? What will you do in the later matches? After all, you should know that you can't beat me!"
"So, let's just end this match here! I don't want my attacks to be completely exposed to others, and you don't want to get injured either. Why don't we all agree?"
Qian Xunji frowned, seemingly pondering Chu Ling's suggestion. In the end, he seemed to acknowledge the reality, after all, he really had no way to withstand Chu Ling's attack just now.
"I concede!" Qian Xunji said.
Upon hearing Qian Xunji's decision to concede defeat, Chu Ling couldn't help but laugh. He then glanced at Qi Ling, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally, before leaving on his own.
Qi Ling looked at Qian Xunji, who was left behind, and pondered what she would do if she were in his shoes. Would she also give up so easily, or would she fight to the bitter end for that slim chance of victory?