However, at this moment, I wasn't fully confident deep down inside. From last night until now, my strength had recovered by at most 30%. Without support from my qi, my alchemy technique would drop drastically.
"There shouldn't be any problems," I looked at the people on the stage and murmured softly.
Time flew by as the selection went through round after round. Lucian River's disciple remained in the competition, consistently advancing with overwhelming force. After nearly a morning, the selection finally concluded. Other than Lucian's disciple, three more contestants were chosen. Altogether, there were five people, including me, to participate in the selection.
During the noon break, Elder Drake and I found a place to eat lunch casually.
At this time, Lucian was sitting in a restaurant with the rest of the judges and his disciple.
"Morgan, come in and sit down," Lucian waved to his disciple.
