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Between the Shenzong, the gap was even more terrifying. Qin Long, as one of the three cores of the Core Hall Heavenly God Academy, was truly a freak; he didn't even have the courage to confront him.
"Stop! Did I let you go?" At that moment, Qin Long's cold voice suddenly rang out.
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Qi's body stiffened, and he dared not move an inch.
"What do you want?" He forced out these few words, his voice trembling slightly.
"Cut off an arm, and you can leave." Qin Long's words carried no emotional fluctuations, as if he were merely stating a fact.
"Qin Long, don't go too far!" Chen Qi's anger surged at his words, and his aura instantly condensed as if he were about to unleash a tremendous counterattack. Strangely, after a long while, he still showed no signs of making a move.
"Going too far? Hmph! How should we settle the score for how your Heavenly Dao Academy has oppressed my junior brother?" Qin Long sneered, his gaze piercing straight into Chen Qi's heart.
Just when the atmosphere between the two reached a boiling point, as if it could erupt at any moment, Su Chen's calm voice suddenly interjected: "Hmm, I think that Eight Flood Dragon Banner looks quite good."
At these words, Chen Qi's eyes twitched involuntarily, and his expression turned extremely ugly.
Without further hesitation, he gritted his teeth and forcefully threw the Eight Flood Dragon Banner away. "Here!"
After speaking, he transformed into a shadow and quickly fled from this place of trouble, leaving behind only a hurried and disheveled figure.
Taking the Eight Flood Dragon Banner, Su Chen immediately presented it and said, "Thank you for your help, Senior Brother. Please accept this trophy."
Seeing this, Qin Long chuckled. "This item is of no use to me; my junior brother can take it."
The junior brother then accepted it without reservation.
Su Chen licked his lips and examined the Eight Flood Dragon Banner closely.
This item was indeed extraordinary; it was engraved with eight fierce dragons all over its surface, exuding an immense aura. Moreover, its grade had reached a high level!
【Eight Flood Dragon Banner】
【Rare Treasure】
【Grade:】
【Spirit Value:】
【Ability: When activated, accompanied by the roar of Jiao Long, it amplifies attack power by five times!】
【Skill: Eight Flood Dragon Soul Devouring Spell, a dark-type skill that devours the enemy's soul power and deals ten times damage. Those hit will experience mental fatigue and reduced strength for a duration of minutes with a cooldown of minutes.】
"With the ranking matches approaching, Junior Brother, let's return to the academy," Qin Long said.
It was early morning, the day of the competition.
In the solemn arena of the Inner Academy, hundreds of disciples dressed in various attires stood in orderly rows, quietly awaiting the upcoming drawing ceremony.
On the high platform, the Grand Elder donned a plain robe, holding an ancient Fu Chen. He sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, seemingly detached from the world, yet subtly controlling the atmosphere of the entire venue.
Flanking the Grand Elder were Elders Qing Yi and Wang Xiu, seated on either side.
As time passed and the start time drew nearer, a flicker of anxiety crossed Qing Yi's eyes. She scanned every corner of the arena, as if searching for something. However, as seconds ticked by, she still did not see the figure she was longing for.
"Qing Yi, it seems that the disciple you hold in such high regard may not be coming," Wang Xiu remarked with a smirk, his words laced with provocation and satisfaction.
Boom!
At that moment, a sudden roar echoed from the sky. In an instant, a figure clad in black, surrounded by blazing Hei Yan energy, descended into the center of the arena with a thunderous force that shook the ground.
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