At this moment, Tie Ti'er's little face tightened as she said, "But his talent for Army-Slaying Formations is truly formidable. He attained such mastery merely from obtaining the Blood-Refining Battle-Slaying Diagram and seeing Su Old Devil's illusion. We cannot help but take him seriously."
Having lost to Sikong Jing, Tie Ti'er was extremely displeased—and cared about it immensely.
"Holy Maiden, you are mistaken."
"Perhaps his talent for Army-Slaying Formations is exceptionally high among ordinary people, but in our eyes, it is not worth mentioning. At his age, young people stronger than him are as numerous as the hairs on an ox... Most importantly, his martial talent is poor."
"Army-Slaying Formations are inseparably linked to martial talent. If he cannot even reach the Spirit Martial Stage, how powerful can his military path possibly become?"
Having said this, Granny Kui gazed deeply at Tie Ti'er. She did not wish for the Holy Maiden to spend too much effort on Sikong Jing.
To the Holy Maiden, this one-armed man ought to be nothing more than a passing traveler.
Tie Ti'er widened her big eyes and said in a sweet voice, "But I lost!"
Shaking her head, Granny Kui continued, "Holy Maiden, you are still too young and place too much importance on today's victory or defeat. Think about it—when you reach Sikong Jing's age, would you still care about him?"
"You are the most noble Holy Maiden of our Ancient Sacred Peak, while he will still only be a one-armed man muddling through his days in the Tyrant Heaven Chamber of Commerce."
"People like him are everywhere."
Tie Ti'er opened her mouth. Though it sounded somewhat reasonable, it was difficult for her to accept at this age. All she knew was that she had lost the game before, and now she desperately wanted