"Indeed!"
Mo Li's delicate brows twitched slightly. "He really is formidable. He was famous long ago, capable of standing alongside the Nine Tomb Bloodline. Everyone acknowledged him and regarded him as the pride of our age group."
"You're younger than him, and you're also at the extremity. Though you haven't reached the second tier, you're not much weaker than him," Li Tianming said.
"Me? I can only be considered decent! A few days ago, I sparred with Chunyuantai and lost." Mo Li spoke with some frustration.
Seeing her dejected expression, Li Tianming raised his brows. "Don't tell me that kid used you as a stepping stone—defeating you to earn everyone else's admiration and gain a greater say?"
"Not really!" Mo Li shook her head. "We're all from the Earth Origin Camp. Sparring is normal, and the training, contests, and growth ahead are bound to come with fierce competition."
"That's true." Li Tianming nodded.
As the two spoke, they were nearly at Pure Origin Residence. Though the residences of the Earth Origin Camp were mostly much the same, Chunyuantai had indeed claimed a good hilltop, with roads leading in all directions and convenient access for anyone who came.
Besides, the name Pure Origin Residence was rather elegant and refined.
"We're here!"
Mo Li descended as she spoke, arriving within Pure Origin Residence, with Li Tianming following close behind.
"They're here!"
The moment Li Tianming arrived, a group of people filed out from inside—more than thirty in all. At a glance, it was obvious that although their faces were fervent and stern, there was still a childishness at their core, especially compared to the other disciples of the Earth Origin Camp.
They truly were the youngest batch in the Earth Origin Camp!
Moreover, they had all ranked within the top hundred of