Costate was the first to react, as if he remembered something.
He instinctively reached for his middle finger, where there was a ring—Folded Space—but now, it just wouldn’t open.
"Unbelievable..." Diwusi’s exquisite face was full of astonishment, murmuring softly, "There’s really a problem with the detection mechanism here."
Gonzalez’s expression grew increasingly gloomy, staring intently at Li Ming on the arena.
"Azure Dragon’s reputation is well-deserved, daring to send such students for adventure." Cedric couldn’t help but praise.
Costate couldn’t help but speculate, "If it’s determined by Life Level, Li Ming might have a chance to pass."
The others also realized this: the lower the Life Level, the smaller the difference.
Could Azure Dragon really not have known about this?
Mikhail’s expression was uncertain. Although they shared a lot of information with Azure Dragon, they kept key information hidden.
No, it was him who hid it, as for Reynolds...
He glanced at Reynolds, who was somewhat excited.
Li Ming’s expression looked very serious, as if being very cautious, waiting for the opponent to attack first.
The S Level Abyss Clan suddenly moved, bursting out gray-black Thunder Light, like a shadow, rushing toward him.
"Gray Thunder Energy... mainly focuses on frontal destruction; later, it causes slight paralysis, affecting the Spiritual Body..."
Information subconsciously surfaced in Li Ming’s mind, but outwardly, he seemed somewhat flustered, jerking and staggering after being hit head-on.
"Severe lack of battle experience..." Gonzalez sneered, "It’s hard to win even the first round."
"Shut up!" the giant said in a deep voice, "A quitter has no right to comment."
Gonzalez: "..."
"Although battle experience is lacking, there’s only one opponent after all." Costate shook his head.
At the S Level, their battles were seen in fine details.
The tactics Li Ming used were similar to their early stage: first defend, learn the opponent’s methods and battle rhythm, then find an opportunity to counterattack decisively, not a difficult win.
"Li Ming’s development progress is no more than 10%, while the opponent’s Combat Level should be around 30S. The Genetic Seed Li Ming has fused should be the strongest, slightly stronger than the opponent." Diwusi roughly estimated Li Ming’s current performance.
"Less than 10%..." The crowd had peculiar expressions. Li Ming already being an S Level life form was astounding, even a slight increase in development progress was astonishing.
"Wasted too many opportunities during the battle." Crow couldn’t help but shake his head.
The giant nodded approvingly, "Not bad, exceeded my expectations."
Li Ming forced a smile, then focused on the upcoming battle again.
"This time, he shouldn’t last long. Facing two opponents of the same level is still too difficult for him." Diwusi watched the ongoing battle; she had encountered this situation and had more experience.
This time, it was still initial defense, the difficulty was clearly higher, lasting a good twenty minutes in defense.
Costate rubbed his chin, "The time supporting is beyond imagination."
"Can he still fight back?" Mikhail was astonished as the situation suddenly changed on the arena—was it a coincidence?
Li Ming found a rare opportunity to attack, countered, severely injuring an enemy, and after a ten-minute stalemate, managed to win narrowly.
"Won?" Crow was confused; it seemed they had unknowingly gained the upper hand during the battle.
On the arena, Li Ming appeared exhausted, breathing heavily, with wounds on his body rapidly healing. His face was pale, and his body was shaky, as if he might collapse at any moment.
"Good!" The giant nodded vigorously, with a slight smile on his face, "Not bad, you’re stronger than many of them."
Diwusi blushed, pretending not to hear.
On the arena, Li Ming took a deep breath, his body seemed almost recovered, with a determined look in his eyes.
"As expected of Azure Dragon’s student."
After a brief moment of surprise, everyone couldn’t help but nod. Even with all kinds of thoughts about Azure Dragon, the depth of his abilities was undeniable.
His student performing so well, upon careful thinking, was within expectations.
One against four, can he really win again?
Although no one spoke, similar thoughts were in everyone’s minds.
It started with a difficult battle; Li Ming seemed unsupported amidst the encirclement, in grave danger.
Several times, even deadly attacks against his head and heart were narrowly evaded, appearing quite battered.
Yet, no one rashly commented, somehow feeling a sense of déjà vu.
"Starting to counterattack..." Costate suddenly remarked.
Indeed, on the arena, Li Ming began a difficult counterattack.
"He’s going to win," Mikhail murmured. Although the situation still seemed tense, and Li Ming even appeared to be at a disadvantage, he just had that feeling.
But after another ten minutes, the situation took a dramatic turn, with Li Ming appearing exhausted, once again besieged and in dire straits.
"Phew..." Diwusi breathed a sigh of relief, "This should be as far as it goes."
The tension in everyone’s mind relaxed, their expressions changing.