One Chapter of Dusk Drums and Morning Bells

The three arrived at the study, and Mo Ganyun and Dong Yunyu looked rather dejected.

Fang Che's improvement this time had been far too immense—so immense that the two of them had nearly despaired.

The gap in martial strength had already been vast, yet Fang Che had now leaped forward once again. Both of them felt that they would never catch up, and could not help feeling discouraged.

For ordinary people, discouragement might pass in the blink of an eye.

But for geniuses like Mo Ganyun and Dong Yunyu, it became a heart demon.

Their greatest pride throughout their lives had been their aptitude and talent for martial arts.

Now that they had suffered the harshest blow in the place of their greatest pride, if they failed to dispel this heart demon, they might not escape it for many years.

Many so-called martial arts prodigies suddenly became useless for precisely this reason.

Countless people could not understand why a master would be ruined after losing just once. It was because he had not only been defeated in the place of his greatest pride, but had also been defeated by someone in particular! A heart that believed it must win pressed forward without hesitation. The hardest steel broke most easily—that was the principle.

"Were you two hit hard?"

Fang Che looked at them with a smile.

Both hung their heads and sighed. "Pretty hard."

Fang Che chuckled. "Isn't that only right? There are so many geniuses in this world, yet in your own Lineages you can't even secure a title. If you're already beaten down now, what will you do when you face true geniuses in the future?"

Fang Che had noticed this long ago.

Dong Yunyu, Qiu Yunshang, and Mo Ganyun had all shown an inferiority complex at one point.