The moment Wen Min spoke, the surrounding disciples turned to look in astonishment.
"Little Junior Brother's luck is too terrible, isn't it? Not only did he draw number one and have to go first, but his opponent is actually Senior Sister Wen Min."
"Exactly. Senior Sister Wen Min's strength is obvious to everyone on Little Bamboo Peak. The first place in this tournament will either go to Junior Sister Xueqi or Senior Sister Wen Min... Little Junior Brother is in real trouble now."
"This is simply the worst possible draw. Little Junior Brother is probably going to be eliminated in the first round. Sigh..."
"Indeed. How many years has Senior Sister been cultivating? Meanwhile, Little Junior Brother hasn't even cultivated for a fraction of the time she has. He has no chance of winning at all."
Hearing the discussions around her, Tian Ling'er was filled with anxiety. She looked at Su Han nervously, her eyes full of concern.
Even Lu Xueqi, standing some distance away, could not help furrowing her delicate brows.
Although she knew Su Han's strength had reached the fourth level of the Yuqing Realm, Wen Min's cultivation had already been at the fourth level of the Yuqing Realm decades ago, during the previous Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament.
Although the further one progressed, the harder it became to break through, and many people remained stuck at the sixth or eighth level of the Yuqing Realm for their entire lives.
Even so, such a realm still far surpassed Su Han's.
Thinking of this, Lu Xueqi could not help tightening her grip on Tian Ya Sword. "I hope you can defeat Senior Sister, so I can defeat you with my own hands."
Only then can it prove...
As she thought this, Lu Xueqi looked toward her master, Shui Yue,