Li Qinghai thought that if he could win the championship, obtain the Dao Jade, and then comprehend the fourth imperial technique, he could easily suppress the Evil Emperor. Such a scenario was something he wouldn't have dared to imagine in the past.

As Li Qinghai was envisioning the scene of winning the championship and defeating the Evil Emperor, the martial arts competition in the arena had already begun. Li Qinghai quickly set aside those unrealistic thoughts and focused on observing the match between Xiaoyan and Zhalei. After all, these two might be his opponents next, and understanding them better would increase his chances of victory.

Zhalei's moves were as steady as ever, each strike targeting Xiaoyan's weak points. Xiaoyan quickly found himself in a tough battle and was pushed to the edge of the arena in less than thirty rounds. Just as Xiaoyan was about to fall off the arena, he suddenly let out a loud roar. In an instant, his aura surged, and he attacked Zhalei wildly, like a tireless, pain-immune wolf.

Faced with the frenzied Xiaoyan, Zhalei was ultimately knocked off the arena and defeated. Seeing this, Li Qinghai frowned. Xiaoyan had gone berserk again, and the time it took to do so had shortened. Was it because of continuous fighting that he could go berserk quickly, or was it due to prolonged exposure to the sun, or perhaps a combination of both factors?