Xue Changqing had truly begun fighting for his life.
With his own squad, he trained and sparred with Red Fox day and night. Supported by the rich spiritual energy in the Lingming Trial Field, everyone's cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds.
"Judging by the cultivation level at which Yan Beihan turned and injured Red Fox with a single palm, you can clearly see her progress. In nine and a half years, she reached that level. Averaged over each year, do you understand?"
"That rate of progress is faster than mine!"
Xue Changqing sighed. "So we must catch up and surpass her no matter what. Even if we train ourselves to death here, we have to keep training! Otherwise, with Yan Beihan pressing us down, our Guardians won't be able to turn things around this time."
Feng Di and Yu Yang, who were teamed up with him, slowly nodded.
The desperation with which the three trained afterward would probably even move Fang Che.
It had to be said that the three of them had completely overestimated Yan Beihan.
But the pressure caused by this overestimation would greatly benefit the martial paths of the three of them.
You could only say that a mistake had accidentally led to the right move.
"Speaking of which, it's such a pity about Yan Beihan."
Yu Yang was somewhat regretful, sighing endlessly. "Why does such a beautiful woman have to be a member of the Sole True Sect? She's too beautiful."
Feng Di shot him a sidelong glance. "You've fallen for her?"
"Of course. Faced with such a peerless beauty, wouldn't you fall for her?"
Yu Yang sighed, his voice filled with yearning. "The bearing of that red-clad figure came crashing through the air. Don't laugh at me, but my heart actually missed a beat back