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Another month passed.

Their growth over that month was tremendous.

In their two-against-six bouts, Zhou Qiubai and Yang Guyun could now last longer than an incense stick took to burn.

Qi Mingqian had to change his chess formation three times just to barely suppress their offensive.

Qu Wuxian had to pluck his fifth string before he could force Zhou Qiubai to withdraw his sword and defend.

After all those days of honing their skills, their win rate in the two-against-six bouts had risen from zero to thirty percent.

Though they still lost most of the time, it took longer and longer to defeat them.

Lu Qinghou discovered that Zhou Qiubai was starting to anticipate his soul skills. A Soul Master's soul skills might be fixed, but the ways they could be used were limitless.

Meanwhile, Wen Buyan noticed that Yang Guyun no longer pursued speed at all costs. Instead, he cleverly used his spear's reach to restrict the angles from which Wen Buyan could strike.

These two brats were something else!

No wonder Old Qi had said Old Lu was going to lose again.

Nearly ten months was enough to transform someone completely.

At first, Zhou Qiubai and Yang Guyun had struggled even in the two-against-six bouts. Now, they could hold out for as long as a thick incense stick took to burn.

Standing at the edge of the practice grounds, Bai Fushan said in his plain, earnest voice, "It took me ages to train up to their level back then. They're faster than we were."

In the blink of an eye, they had spent ten months in Canghai City.

By now, practically everyone knew them.

After all, the prerequisites they had to meet to challenge the Tower were far stricter than anyone else's.

You had to admit, those two