"Junior Brother Meng, this person gives me an extremely dangerous feeling, more dangerous than any opponent I've encountered before. But his cultivation is so low that I may have sensed it wrong," Chen Xuan said.
The person who had just spoken was Meng Xinghe, another top genius of the Han Xuan Sect.
Meng Xinghe's combat strength was not as formidable as Chen Xuan's, and his reputation within the sect was not as great as Chen Xuan's either.
"Senior Brother, you're definitely under pressure because of this competition, so you sensed it wrong, right? He's just a Rogue Cultivator, and his cultivation is only at the Ascension Realm, Fifth Level. He's completely unqualified to be our opponent," Meng Xinghe said.
"Junior Brother Meng, don't underestimate any opponent. It's very easy to suffer a crushing loss that way. If you have the chance to face that person, I suggest you don't let your guard down. Treat him as a formidable enemy," Chen Xuan said.
"Got it, Senior Brother. If he encounters me, I'll make him lose in one move and let him know that he isn't even worthy of being my opponent for a single exchange," Meng Xinghe said with an utterly confident expression.
Hearing this, Chen Xuan shook his head. Meng Xinghe was still as confident as ever.
Seeing that Chen Xuan no longer spoke, Meng Xinghe returned to his position as well.
At this moment, Meng Xinghe was thinking about how to surpass Chen Xuan and become the sect's number-one genius.
Hmph, Chen Xuan, I'll also achieve an excellent result in this competition and let you know that I'm very powerful in the sect too. I'll surpass you. Meng Xinghe thought to himself.
Meng Xinghe believed that his current strength was no weaker than Chen Xuan's. He might even be