Blood's Persuasion, Clickbait

"Senior Sister Feng Se, you mean that as long as I keep improving, I can catch up to Lu Lin and one day surpass him, right?"

A glimmer appeared in Qi Xing's eyes.

It was a glimmer called hope.

Feng Se looked into Qi Xing's eyes and slowly nodded.

"All right, Senior Sister Feng Se. I'm going to train right now. Just wait for my good news."

Qi Xing sprang to his feet, excited, flung open the window, and jumped out. He was headed straight for the Martial Arts Academy's Cultivation Room.

Seeing how hastily he'd left, Feng Se couldn't help shaking her head.

If nothing unexpected happened, he and Lu Lin were both geniuses of the same caliber.

A genius like that progressed so quickly that, compared with them, other people their age might as well be having nightmares.

After training for a long time, you might boost your combat strength by five percent. But a genius could improve by ten or twenty percent. And if they suddenly had an epiphany or fought a life-or-death battle, their strength might even double outright.

If Qi Xing set his sights on catching up to Lu Lin, he'd probably only grow more and more despairing the harder he tried.

But what did that have to do with her?

Besides, she was about to successfully condense her Domain and enter the Enlightenment Stage.

By then, she would be the first Martial Arts Academy student in nearly a thousand years to enter the Enlightenment Stage.

The first student to advance to the Enlightenment Stage on her own without entering the Martial Combat Institute.

Lu Lin might be pretty good, but in the end, he was still only her junior.

Feng Se smiled faintly. Her figure gradually faded and vanished from the Sword Dao Society's