Watching the three children stand in the competitors' area, I smiled faintly. They had probably long since figured out how to deal with the enemy. Rather than wonder how they would respond, it was better to see how they actually did so. Even if they had attained their current status, did that mean they no longer needed to work hard?
The higher a child stood, the moment they were born, the more they were destined to live alongside wind and clouds. Yet wind and clouds were fickle by nature; fierce winds and torrential rain could descend in an instant. If they were not prepared to face the storm, how could they laugh and chat with ease before hundreds of thousands of spectators?
Ruoxue, Ling Tian, and Hu Ke were all hardworking children. There was no doubt about that. They could also face any difficulty, because they would become my successors.
Soon, following the referee's announcement, both sides flew to the center of the arena and exchanged greetings before preparing to enter the match.
"Hehe, if I remember correctly, our last fight was more than ten years ago, wasn't it? Senior Brother Li, Senior Sister Li, and Senior Brother Zuo Qiu." Ling Tian resembled me—even his manner of speaking was exactly the same.
"Indeed. That last battle affected us greatly. We have been cultivating hard all these years, hoping to narrow the gap a little this time." Li Chenfei smiled and cupped his hands.
"Senior Sister Li is still as modest as ever. After watching your previous battle, I was almost too scared to come up here just now." Ling Tian grinned.
Li Lingxian shook her head with a faint smile. "Junior Brother Xia, everyone knows that you deliberately held back in the previous match to preserve your little auntie's dignity.