Hearing what the others said, the few people who had spoken earlier opened their mouths, but for a moment, they didn't know what to say. They had indeed felt that Xu Ziming seemed a little lacking in confidence.
But they also thought the others had a point.
So the few of them exchanged glances. Someone said quietly, "That's true. The president's senior fellow disciple is a powerhouse at the Fifth Level of the Forming Yuan Stage. How could that girl's cultivation be higher than his?"
"Maybe we really were overthinking it!"
As the others spoke, Xu Ziming heard Zhu Xiyan's words and knew there was probably no avoiding this move of hers. He gritted his teeth, forced himself to stay calm, and put on a tough front. Deliberately affecting an expression that was more amused than angry, he said, "Fine! If you want to make a move, then make one!"
"I only stopped because you're a girl and I didn't want to embarrass you. I knew when to quit while I was ahead and didn't want to keep making an issue of things with you."
"I didn't expect my show of restraint to make you think you could really match me, or even that I was afraid of you and couldn't take a single move from you."
"If that's the case, then I have no reason to show you any more consideration. Go ahead and make your move!"
Xu Ziming wore a haughty expression.
He was taking a gamble!
He was betting that Zhu Xiyan's cultivation was only slightly higher than his own, and that she was still at the Fifth Level of the Forming Yuan Stage.
If that was true, he had a good chance not only of taking Zhu Xiyan's move, but also of appearing calm, composed, and