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Chapter 32 Xuanqiong Admits Defeat! A Tacit Understanding Beyond Ranks
"Gentlemen, do you wish to fight again?"

Li Hao's voice was calm and even, yet it struck Xuan Qiong and Xuan Yu's hearts like an invisible hammer.

It also struck the eardrums of everyone in the room.

Should we fight again?
These four words, at this moment, sound full of undisguised sarcasm.

Xuanqiong's cheeks turned a deep liver color, and a surge of blood rushed to his head.

As a seventh-tier guardian knight and a backbone of the Temple Alliance, when had he ever suffered such a humiliating disgrace?
He was beaten into such a sorry state by two juniors, one at the sixth level and the other at the fifth level, in just a few breaths after the battle began!

A fire of rage burned within him, and he was almost ready to charge forward recklessly.

Use your tower shield to smash this arrogant brat in front of you into a bloody pulp!

"elder brother……"

A weak cry, like a bucket of ice water poured over his head, instantly extinguished all his anger.

Xuan Qiong turned around abruptly and saw his younger sister, Xuan Yu, gripping his armor tightly with one uninjured hand.

His face was as pale as paper, and his lips trembled slightly from the intense pain.

The shoulder that was pierced by the "God-Slaying Strike".

Although she had used ice magic to seal it up, wisps of dark golden light still stubbornly flickered at the wound.

Like a malignant tumor clinging to the bone, it constantly eroded her vitality.

"Little sister, are you alright?" Xuan Qiong supported Xuan Yu, his voice filled with concern and self-reproach.

But his gaze remained fixed on Li Hao like that of a hawk, filled with apprehension.

He had to admit that he was wrong from the very beginning, terribly wrong.

We underestimated this champion of the individual competition in this year's Demon Hunter Team selection tournament, and we underestimated this young man who dared to challenge the ironclad rules of the Alliance.

That dark golden light, though seemingly slender, contained a destructive spiritual power that was more domineering than anyone could imagine.

At this moment, it was like a ferocious beast out of control, rampaging through Xuan Yu's meridians.

Xuan Yu shook his head with difficulty, a fine layer of cold sweat seeping from his forehead.

While she was desperately trying to mobilize her own ice-type spiritual power to suppress the alien energy, she said in an almost inaudible voice, "Brother, I...I'm fine."

"But I'm afraid I can't help you in the short term."

She's not just not helping, she's become the biggest burden!

Xuan Yu could sense that the dark golden spiritual energy was of extremely high quality and full of destructive characteristics.

She had to devote more than 90% of her energy to suppressing the strangulation, otherwise the force would be enough to cripple her entire arm and even invade her heart!

Upon hearing Xuan Yu's reply, Xuan Qiong's heart sank completely.

He glanced at the other side.

Li Hao and Wang Yuanyuan, one tall and one short, one in front and one behind, maintained their original positions as if they had never moved.

However, their energy had been perfectly connected through their earth-shattering joint attack just now.

It was an indescribable understanding, as if they were one person.

A single glance, a single word, can unleash power beyond limits in an instant.

Should we continue fighting?

Xuanqiong's mind raced with calculations.

Without Xuan Yu's magical support and restraint, he will face two perfectly coordinated opponents alone.

The girl named Wang Yuanyuan possesses incredible strength; her shield bash can even directly impact her own "Holy Light Protection".

And that guy named Li Hao... is even more unfathomable.

Could his domineering attacks withstand his sister once, a second time, or a third time?
Once he gets entangled by Wang Yuanyuan, Li Hao's attacks will come from the most tricky angles.

Attack the enemy and save him!
Xuan Qiong, in order to protect his younger sister Xuan Yu, will inevitably reveal a weakness.

At that time, what awaits them will be a hundred times more tragic than what they are now.

This is not a battle, it is a one-sided massacre.

pride?

Dignity? It's worthless in the face of my sister's safety!
Xuanqiong took a deep breath, as if he had used up all his strength.

The flushed face slowly returned to calm, but her eyes were filled with endless dejection and resentment.

He straightened his back, facing Li Hao and also the direction of the podium, and roared out each word in a loud but hoarse voice.

"We... admit defeat!"

boom--!
If the earth-shattering attack between Li Hao and Wang Yuanyuan just now plunged the entire arena into deathly silence...

Then the three words "Xuanqiong" were like a depth charge, detonating suddenly in the dead silence of the crowd!
"What? You admit defeat?!"

"What a joke! A seventh-tier knight and a mage were defeated by two juniors in a single move? This must be an act!"

"They let him off the hook! They definitely let him off the hook! Hall Master Han must have wanted to give Li Hao a way out, so he arranged it on purpose!"

"Acting my foot! Didn't you see Grand Magister Xuan Yu's injuries?"

"His shoulder was almost punched through. If Li Hao's attack had been just a little off, he would be a corpse lying on the ground right now."

“That’s right. Anyone with a brain can see that Archmage Xuan Yu has lost her fighting ability. She is now the biggest weakness of the Xuan Qiong Knights.”

"As long as Li Hao and Wang Yuanyuan keep their eyes on her and keep attacking her, the Xuanqiong Knights will be exhausted and have no chance to fight back."

"If we continue fighting, we'll only lose even more miserably."

The audience erupted in a cacophony of noise, questions, and analyses.

Countless people are still deeply shocked and unable to extricate themselves from the experience, having witnessed a battle that was enough to overturn their worldview.

Ren Wo Kuang's heart, which had sunk to the bottom, suddenly soared back into his throat like a rocket.

He opened his mouth wide, staring at the two tall figures in the arena, feeling his mouth go dry.

Won?

Just win?
This……

This victory was too easy, too effortless, and too unreasonable!
He had expected it to be a fierce and arduous battle, and he was even prepared to confront that old man Han Qian after Li Hao's defeat.

Who would have thought that the battle would start so quickly and end even faster!
On the platform, the deputy hall masters looked at each other, their expressions varied, from initial astonishment to shock, and now to thoughtfulness.

Those who had previously speculated that Han Qian was "settling personal scores" now felt a burning pain on their faces.

This is hardly a lesson.

It's clearly a magnificent stage set up for Li Hao, allowing him to demonstrate what it means to soar to great heights!

Han Qian remained expressionless, his deep gaze lingering on Li Hao and Wang Yuanyuan for a moment before ignoring all the noise from the sidelines.

Xuan Qiong helped Xuan Yu down the stage step by step, and came to Han Qian. He knelt on one knee and lowered his proud head.

He said with deep remorse, "Your Highness, I... have failed your trust."

Han Qian's gaze fell on Xuan Yu's wound, and seeing the still flickering dark golden light, her brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

What domineering spiritual power!

"Take Xuan Yu to a priest for treatment. It's not your fault." Han Qian waved her hand, and a gentle holy light lifted Xuan Qiong and Xuan Yu up as she spoke calmly.

Xuan Qiong suddenly looked up, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Han Qian continued, "You underestimated them first, but it was also because they were too strong."

"The ability to grasp the battle situation in an instant, formulate the most perfect tactics, and execute them with lightning speed—this tacit understanding and strength has transcended the limitations of rank."

"You...you didn't lose unjustly!"

Upon hearing Han Qian's evaluation, Xuan Qiong's last trace of resentment vanished, replaced by profound shock.

He glanced at Li Hao in the distance again and bowed solemnly.

"Yes, I understand. I'll take my leave now."

Watching the departing figures of Xuan Qiong and his sister, Han Qian slowly turned around, his dignified gaze refocusing on Li Hao.

"Li Hao!"

"Here!" Li Hao stepped forward, neither humble nor arrogant.

(End of this chapter)