"Don't think about anything else for now. Suppose I were the one taking the field—how would I control my sword against an enemy?"
"For the first match, if I were..."
In the backyard, Han Yi continuously ran through simulations, moving from theory into partial practice, drawing battle experience from them to make up for his own shortcomings.
The next day.
Early in the morning, he went back down the mountain. When he stepped onto Battle Arts Peak, he saw that many disciples had already gathered at the front around the Battle Arts Platform.
"Now I have to fight for a spot too."
He found a position fairly close to the front, sat down cross-legged, and waited for the battle arts matches to begin.
A short while later, the appointed time arrived. First, a Foundation Establishment elder took the stage to announce that day's competition list. Then, without any pleasantries, the two disciples whose names were called stepped onto the platform to fight.
This time, they were still at Qi Refining Layer 8.
Han Yi had also looked into it a little yesterday.
The Inner Peak Grand Competition had already been going on for nearly half a month. Through the regular matches and repechage rounds, the top four hundred disciples had been selected. Of those four hundred, only a little over twenty were Qi Refining Layer 7 disciples with outstanding combat strength. The rest were all Qi Refining Layer 8 and Qi Refining Layer 9 disciples.
What was currently underway was the elimination round that would cut four hundred down to two hundred. It was said that there would also be repechage rounds after the eliminations. Once the top two hundred were decided, there would be another round of eliminations and repechage matches to determine the top one hundred.
After the