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"The Fourth Prince is the true top-tier among the Seventh-Rank. The truly elite disciples of the four great sects are likely all like him—young yet already wielding three or four first-rate internal techniques and martial arts techniques."

"Compared to these guys, I don't have much of an advantage. But a prince of the state, and his Spirit is only 50 points—that's where my edge lies."

With the Divine Ape Contemplation Diagram, Yang Ling knew his Spirit limit was far beyond 90.

Even if this trip to Water Qilin Cave ended, he could immediately go into seclusion and consume the twenty Foundation Consolidation Pills he had saved up.

By then, when his Divine Ape Contemplation Diagram broke through to Flawless Proficiency, it would grant another 40 points of Spirit.

"Plus the reward chests from topping the level rankings, and the free attribute points from leveling up."

"I'll slowly close the gap and become a true top-tier in Zhao State. At the very least, I won't fear anyone of the same rank."

At this moment, Li Huaiyi and the others were feeling down.

Thirty Seventh-Rank experts from the Ironclad Department had already lost one, leaving only twenty-nine.