The name echoed through the hall.
"Yun Hao."
The principal disciple of the Cloud Academy rose calmly. His movement was simple and unhurried but immediately drew attention. Around them, several conversations ceased completely.
He walked to the arena without showing anxiety. Each step was steady, controlled. As he climbed the steps, his gaze briefly rested on Qin Luo, evaluating him with neutrality.
"I accept the challenge." Yun Hao said, his voice firm.
Before Qin Luo could respond, Yun Hao closed his eyes for an instant.
Something changed.
Kyrian noticed immediately.
The Qi around Yun Hao retracted, as if being forcibly compressed. The pressure that had previously hovered subtly at the Core Formation realm disappeared, and his energy visibly dropped, stabilizing at the same level as Qin Luo.
"He reduced his own cultivation…" He Yun murmured.
Qin Luo did not seem offended. On the contrary, his lips curved into a restrained smile.
"Then let us fight on equal terms."
