The announcement of the duel spread through the inner sect with astonishing speed, reaching not only the disciples but also the elders, who began to take a more active interest in the unfolding situation, as a confrontation of this scale was not merely a personal clash, but something that could reveal the future pillars of the sect.
Within their quarters, Li Hao's team gathered to prepare, their expressions serious but not fearful, as they understood clearly that this battle would test not only Li Hao's strength, but also everything they had built together up to this point.
"You're facing him directly," Wang Lei said, his tone steady but filled with concern. "He's already at Core Formation mid stage."
"I know," Li Hao replied.
Su Ling stepped forward slightly. "Then we need to prepare everything—your techniques, your control, your stamina."
Lin Xue added, "And we should plan for unexpected situations. Zhao Kun won't fight fairly if he sees an opening."
Li Hao nodded, acknowledging every point, but his expression remained calm, almost as if the pressure surrounding the duel had no effect on him at all.
"I'm not fighting him to survive," he said quietly.
The others looked at him.
"I'm fighting him to win."
His words carried a quiet certainty that settled the atmosphere, transforming concern into focus.
From that moment, their preparation became absolute.