Below the stage, the spectating inner sect disciples were completely silent. They couldn't believe what they had just seen.
Zhao Haiming had actually lost, and he had lost so cleanly.
Zhao Haiming, who was lying on the ground, also widened his eyes as he stared at Lei Qian in disbelief.
Evidently, he hadn't expected to lose to Lei Qian, let alone be defeated so easily.
Even though Zhao Haiming had sensed it before the start of the match and was prepared for it, the soul power that contained the purple lightning invaded his body and caused a numbing effect that was difficult to resist.
Even though his soul power had blocked most of the purple lightning soul power, he was still affected by the numbing effect of his opponent's martial soul.
Furthermore, Lei Qian's strength had completely exceeded Zhao Haiming's expectations.
Whether it was the strength of his martial soul's characteristics, soul power, or physical strength, Lei Qian was far above Zhao Haiming's. His movements were easily seen through.
Even Ding Zhirong wouldn't be able to give him such immense pressure.
Furthermore, what shocked Zhao Haiming even more was that Lei Qian had actually succeeded.
"Lei Qian's original strength wasn't this strong. There's only one reason why he could undergo such a drastic change in such a short period of time." Zhao Haiming crawled up from the ground and couldn't help but look at Lin Qian.
It wasn't just Zhao Haiming. The other inner sect disciples also reacted and looked in Lin Qian's direction.
Lei Qian's sudden increase in strength was entirely due to him following Lin Qian and acknowledging him as his boss.
"The winner of this match is Lei Qian, and the quota to enter the ancient ruins belongs to him." The managing elder also recovered from his shock and announced the results of the match.
Below the stage, Lin Qian only nodded slightly before turning to leave. The surrounding inner sect disciples also made way for Lin Qian.
Lei Qian also removed his Yuan Artifact Equipment and hurriedly walked off the stage, chasing after Lin Qian.
The other inner sect disciples all had complicated expressions as they watched Lin Qian and Lei Qian leave.
In the past, they had scoffed at this Young Emperor, thinking that he was just an ignorant brat who relied on his title as a Battle Emperor to brag.
When it was said that Lin Qian could fight against a Nirvana Realm martial artist when he was at the Form Origin Realm, many inner court disciples felt that it was just a rumor and not worth believing.
When Lin Qian was about to fight Lei Qian to the death, they were even more certain that Lin Qian would not be able to escape this calamity.
However, ever since then, they realized that Lin Qian was not what they had imagined him to be. Instead, he was even stronger than the rumors said.
Especially today, although Lin Qian did not make a move, it was enough for them to understand his terrifying strength.
It made Ding Zhirong feel the threat of death and surrender without a fight. His follower, Lei Qian, had defeated Zhao Haiming, the former number one inner sect disciple.
All of this was enough to explain the problem.
On the ninth stage, while the other inner sect disciples were still in shock, Lin Qian and Lei Qian were already on their way back to Mount Maoqing.
However, Lei Qian was no longer as calm as before. Instead, he cheered excitedly, "Hahaha, I never thought that my strength would reach such a level!"
Today's fight with Zhao Haiming had surprised even Lei Qian himself.
Even though he was confident that he would have no problem beating Zhao Haiming, he hadn't expected it to be so easy.
In his eyes, the undefeatable Zhao Haiming was like a kid with nothing but strength.
In terms of fighting techniques, he was no longer Lei Qian's match, not to mention that his soul power and physical body far surpassed his opponent's.
As for the characteristics of Lei Qian's martial souls, although they were of the same quality in the past.
However, Zhao Haiming had broken through through nine cycles of Nirvana, while Lei Qian had broken through eight cycles of Nirvana. In terms of strength, Lei Qian's martial soul was slightly weaker.
Now that Lei Qian had succeeded in making up for this disadvantage.
After Lin Qian's transformation, Lei Qian's talent was already at the peak of Linhai Prefecture's younger generation.
The inner sect disciples of the Rapid Thunder Division didn't follow them. They continued to watch other people's fights.
After all, Lin Qian and Lei Qian were returning to Mount Maoqing to continue cultivating. Mount Maoqing was where the Battle Thearch lived. Without special permission, no one could casually ascend the mountain.
The Rapid Thunder Division disciple who had come to report Ding Zhirong's challenge to Lin Qian had also waited on the veranda outside of Mount Maoqing. He didn't dare to enter Mount Maoqing directly.
Lei Qian, who had experienced his rapid improvement in strength, not only rejoiced that he had chosen to follow Lin Qian, but he was also extremely grateful to him.
Whether it was the cultivation technique he was currently cultivating or the medicine he used every night, they were all bestowed by Lin Qian.
After returning to Mount Maoqing, the two of them continued cultivating. Lei Qian seemed to be risking his life.
Lei Qian's previous victory had given him a huge boost in morale.
It was almost evening again. Lei Qian left Mount Maoqing covered in wounds. He covered his face and mumbled, "Boss, that bastard. He hit me hard again."
Of course, Lei Qian was just complaining. He didn't resent Lin Qian.
After returning to the Lei Family, Lei Qian received an extremely warm welcome. Everyone from the Lei Family of the Myriad Sect came to celebrate.
Lei Heng was even more emotional. "I thought you were cultivating when I saw you being beaten half to death every day. I didn't expect Qian 'er's strength to have improved so much. Tomorrow, I really have to personally thank you."
The next morning, after Lin Qian ended his night of cultivation, he looked at the extraordinarily lively courtyard in shock.
First, there was the emotional Lei Heng. The famous Thunder King of the Myriad Sect grabbed Luo Yunyang's hands affectionately and thanked him profusely.
"I'll leave this grandson of mine to the Young Emperor. You can beat and scold him as you please."
Lei Heng's words caused the surrounding people to burst into laughter. Lei Qian slapped his face, speechless.
Lin Qian didn't know whether to laugh or cry at Lei Heng's words. "Elder Lei, I'm Lei Qian's boss now. I'll naturally take care of him. Don't worry."
Following that, Lin Qian turned his head and looked at the people around him.
The leader of the group was Lin Qian's Uncle-Master, Qin Wushuang. The four people behind him were four inner sect disciples.
Of the two, one was expressionless and had a scar on his face. The other was yawning lazily. Who else could it be but Ding Zhirong and Zhao Haiming?
The other two disciples, a man and a woman, looked curiously in Lin Qian's direction.
"Special training?" After hearing the reason for Qin Wushuang's visit, Lin Qian was stunned. He shook his head violently. "No way, no way. I'm not an instructor of the sect. Why should I train them? I'm training Lei Qian because he's my little brother. They're not."
Qin Wushuang's expression turned ugly when he heard Lin Qian's words.
Instead, Ding Zhirong, who was standing beside him, suddenly called out to Lin Qian, "Boss!"
"Boss!" Zhao Haiming also called out at the same time as Ding Zhirong.
The eyes of the two disciples behind Qin Wushuang brightened as if they had been enlightened. They hurried forward and called out, "Boss!"
Lin Qian stared at the four people in front of him, dumbfounded. He pointed at them and said, "What are you doing? Are you acting like hooligans?"
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