Infuriating Cui Ling Shuang in One Go, Chen Changsheng: You're Not Qualified to Enter the Game

"What are you 'ah'-ing for?"

"You don't actually think you're qualified to take part in a chess game like this, do you?"

"Forget a game like this—even the games below, you're not qualified to join those either."

Cui Ling Shuang's lips twitched at Chen Changsheng's words. "I wouldn't dare claim I'm all that strong, but I'm not as worthless as you make me out to be."

"Oh, spare me. With that brain and that strength of yours, if not for me, you wouldn't even be qualified to watch."

As he spoke, Chen Changsheng pointed at the people fighting below. "Look at that bunch down there. The ones with the lowest status are still members of the younger generation holding some real authority."

"The others are the eight hundred prodigies from this Pills Convention."

"In terms of talent, you can't compare to those eight hundred prodigies."

"In terms of real authority, after living all these years, you're still a general without an army."

"More cruelly, ninety percent of those people below are merely pawns crossing the river."

"Only a handful of prodigies truly hold the whole board in their hands."

The more Chen Changsheng spoke, the more animated he became. He stood up, looked below, and named them one by one.

"The one fighting Chen Feng is Zheng Ling, one of the Zheng Family's direct descendants. You should know him fairly well."

"In the semifinal rankings, he placed above Guan Ping. His talent in pill refinement is plain for all to see."

"Besides talent, he has no shortage of connections."

"The fact that he could summon so many people at once tells you he is no empty-headed vulgarian."

"After a few years of tempering in the Pill Domain, someone like him will immediately become a figure with real power in the