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The Golden Core Elder on the stage, upon witnessing Lai Jianlin's robust abilities, felt tempted to take him on as a direct disciple.

The audience below, who had been watching nervously just moments ago, now burst into applause, finding this match far more thrilling than the previous two.

Many people who were unfamiliar with Lai Jianlin couldn't help but clap their hands.

Mo Wen and Ding Ling, previously tense, slightly relaxed their taut nerves.

The competition on the First Martial Platform had not ended because of this; the short disciple who had been pressed under the mountain had the ability to burrow like a mouse and quickly emerged from a hole he had made under the small hill.

The short disciple's face and body were smeared with mud, yet he paid no heed and summoned his magic artifact once more.

He hurled flame after flame at his opponent, each filled with the strong scent of gunpowder and containing a type of metallic hidden weapon.