Peak Martial Arts Hall.
[Ji Fist · Liu Sanduo] was sparring with his newly accepted personal disciple, Chen Xuewu.
"Xuewu, you've been improving quickly. Have you looked at the roster for this ranking tournament?"
Chen Xuewu kept moving as he thought it over, then answered in a clear, ringing voice:
"Master, I have. I shouldn't have much trouble taking first place."
Liu Sanduo caught his fist, then swept one hand out, separating the two of them.
"Xuewu, I have no worries about your strength, but you still need to keep your mindset steady."
"There are a few fighters who've grasped Dark Jin. They're worth watching out for. Dark Jin can catch you off guard."
"Your master isn't too concerned about winning or losing. More importantly, you mustn't get hurt. We have to look at the bigger picture, not fight over who's better in the moment."
"This disciple understands."
His master thought the same way he did. He was steady by nature, not reckless.
Liu Sanduo pulled out the roster for the underage division, took a pen, and circled and marked a few names. When his pen reached Infinite Martial Arts Hall, his hand suddenly stopped.
There were plenty of martial arts halls in Yong'an City, but most specialized in Xiangxing Sect. There were only three Xingyi martial arts halls.
Infinite Martial Arts Hall was the leading force among the Xingyi halls in Yong'an City.
As a fellow martial artist who practiced Xingyi in the city, Luo Guanyun was highly skilled, so Liu Sanduo called him big brother.
"Xuewu, keep an eye on this one, Meng Chuan. Infinite Martial Arts Hall has a good relationship with us. If you run into him, go easy on him and let him save face."
"Okay, Master. If I run into him, I'll make sure