"It's ten meters wide, how is he going to get across?" Everyone was surprised.

"Jump over! The world long jump record is nine meters. How could a mere ten meters be difficult for the Summoner? As long as he jumps over it, he will be the next world record holder."

Westerners started to clamor, but in reality, it's impossible for humanity to skip this step.

Don't underestimate the difference of just one meter; even a centimeter is difficult to overcome.

Besides, Su Ming isn't an athlete, not a world champion in long jump.

"Poor kid, I think we should let the Valkyrie help him out."

The concern wasn't whether Su Ming could enter the arena space, but whether he could climb onto the altar.

Although the arena space does not restrict humans, as a mortal, you still need to be able to touch that barrier.

Unexpectedly, with a "whoosh," everything blurred before my eyes, and it was over.

"Oops!" I didn't see how he got there.

"I saw it! It's light-foot skill, the Lingbo Weibu triple jump!"

Everyone was stunned. The summoner was just a spirit medium, but apart from that, he was no different from an ordinary person in every other way.

Yui Aoi covered her mouth in disbelief, forming an "O" shape.

Fellow Summoners, what makes you so outstanding?

"It must be a blessing from the gods. Do you remember when Qin Shi Huang passed on the dragon's energy to him? I thought it was just a useless ritual and didn't take it to heart. I never expected it could really transform a person."

Some people even saw the Qi on Su Ming's body, exclaiming, "That's Qi!"

The Chinese people went into a frenzy.

The presence of Qi in his body proves that Qin Shi Huang also passed on the Chinese Qi cultivation techniques to him.

"Qi Refining Technique! Is this the start of a godhood? The only god in modern times, he's going to be incredibly awesome."

Jealous voices, envious voices, and endless exclamations of "666" filled the air.

Su Ming didn't want to show off. He had been hiding his strength for a long time, for four rounds, but he really couldn't get through this ten-meter-wide distance without revealing some of his abilities.

Another point is that for every game his summoned god wins, in addition to obtaining key fragments, he himself will also receive a portion of divine source.

The divine source can also be called the divine soul, which is why a god is a god.

In addition to achieving physical godhood, one must also cultivate one's soul to the level of a divine soul.

Therefore, the Qi Refining Technique helped him refine his body, and the Divine Source helped him temper his soul, which even surprised Su Ming himself.

Isn't this blatant deification?

Moreover, this is not a privilege that all summoners enjoy.

Just like a summoner of Western gods, winning only increases one's affinity with the gods. The biggest benefit is that when the gods descend, it is easier to pass on the divine power.

The difference between Su Ming and them is the difference between creating a god and inheriting a legacy.

In China, countless people began to covet Su Ming's Qi Refining Technique.

The top leadership of the Dragon Kingdom issued an order: "Master Su will become China's last hope. Even if, unfortunately, the Western gods descend, Qi cultivation will become the spark for humanity to fight against the gods. From today onwards, Su Ming will be provided with head-of-state level protection, including his family..."

Little did they know that Su Ming had transmigrated into this world as an orphan.

He grew up in an orphanage and had no relatives other than the interpersonal relationships he had built up through school.

Moreover, Su Ming's personal safety is not a concern until the Mythical Arena ends; as long as he remains in the Olympic Arena, he will be absolutely protected.

……

Seeing the emergence of Qi Refining Technique, the Chinese people felt a glimmer of hope.

"The Sword Immortal also cultivated Qi Refining Techniques. Could it be that he intends to use Qi Refining Techniques to revive the Sword Immortal? But I feel..."

It's not that simple; the sword immortal's power shocked everyone.

"Perhaps if Patriarch Bodhi were to intervene, it might be possible..."

On the field, Su Ming wasn't entirely confident, but even if the chance was only one in ten thousand, he was willing to give it a try.

"They really got in!!"

As expected of a genius with 100% divinity, if he were an ordinary person, the altar would just be an ordinary altar, unable to enter the illusory dimensional space.

Su Ming stood on the arena, his hands clasped together, chanting a spell.

This is spiritual communication.

If Li Bai were still alive and harboring any regrets, he would have responded.

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