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Chapter 4163: Recovery

But at least there was some hope, wasn't there?

Besides, it would only be a loss once, and under everyone's watchful eyes, the little Crown Princess probably wouldn't deceive him.

I'll gamble!

Qi Yinan raised his hand.

With a "whoosh," a small brocade pouch filled with spirit coins was casually tossed over by him.

The little stoic grabbed the spirit coin pouch with one hand, then threw him a bottle of Spirit Recovery Potion.

Qi Yinan tightly gripped the Spirit Recovery Potion, unhesitatingly uncorked the bottle, and drank it all in one gulp.

Everyone: "..."

What's happening?!

Why did this scene suddenly feel a bit dramatic?

Arena Number Six's champion throwing a bottle of Spirit Recovery Potion to Arena Number Three's champion, sharing a common enemy!

Zhao Yi from Shadow Academy had a cold, furious expression.

A sneering curve even appeared on the corner of his lips.

What kind of Spirit Recovery Potion can restore 100% of all spiritual power?

Even a god-like Spirit Recovery Potion would still need time to regulate and recover, wouldn't it?

So, this girl was simply spouting nonsense and telling lies.

Qiao Mu completely ignored the hint of disdain in Zhao Yi's eyes.

Ignorant people habitually live in their own worlds, always assuming that what they cannot achieve, others certainly cannot either.

There was naturally nothing to say to such people.

Zhao Yi retracted his gaze, his eyes sharp as they fell upon Qi Yinan.

This direct disciple of a Talisman family in Cangzhou was said to be second only to the Qi family's eight young masters.

Even if his cultivation wasn't the most outstanding, combined with his combat power as a Yellow-tier Talisman Master, ordinary people simply couldn't do anything to him.

However...

A hint of cold mockery flashed in Zhao Yi's eyes.

How could a spent force defeat him, Zhao Yi?

Zhao Yi swiftly drew a gray iron sword and, without a word, slashed towards Qi Yinan.

What kind of joke is this? How could he give Qi Yinan time to consume the spirit medicine and slowly recover?

In Zhao Yi's view, Qi Yinan's two million coins were simply wasted for nothing!

Utterly! Use! Less!

What? Zhao Yi's face stiffened slightly, and a sudden, sharp change flashed across his expression.

Qi Yinan's incoming sword strike was incredibly swift, almost too fast for him to react.

In an instant, the spiritual power wielded by Qi Yinan's sword light suddenly arrived before him.

Fast! So fast that Zhao Yi momentarily thought he was seeing things.

After all, before this, after a series of intense battles, Qi Yinan's spiritual power and stamina were almost at their limit.

His sword speed naturally couldn't compare to his spirited state when he first set up the challenge.

But now!

Qi Yinan had actually recovered quickly under everyone's watchful eyes!

How could this be possible?

Zhao Yi expressed that he simply couldn't understand.

It hadn't been more than a minute since Qi Yinan received the potion from the little stoic and drank it.

And he recovered?

Zhao Yi dodged Qi Yinan's sword attack, then coldly scoffed, "Qi Yinan, I think you've lost your mind."

"What kind of potion do you think that stoic-faced girl gave you?"

"A potion that can instantly restore your body—what good could it be? It must be something evil and unorthodox."

"Don't get too excited about taking it now. When the competition ends, if your cultivation is lost and your power dissipates, that would be truly amusing."

Upon hearing this, Qi Yinan's entire body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Zhao Yi's nonsense truly hit him where it hurt.

Others definitely couldn't feel it as intimately as he, the person experiencing it.

This bottle of Spirit Recovery Potion...