Cheng Lianshan nodded slightly, a satisfied look appearing on his face. "Chengyi, your foundation is already solid enough."
"But I believe you should have felt it yourself as well."
Zhang Chengji nodded, his expression calm.
"For the past half year, this disciple's progress has grown slower and slower."
"I imagine I have already fallen into a bottleneck."
Cheng Lianshan paced with his hands behind his back and slowly spoke.
"Your qi and blood have already been trained to great attainment. In truth, you can seek the path of internal skill and qi refining, and look for a new breakthrough."
"The Green Mountain Martial Tournament will begin before long, and people from the Shangchuan Sect will be present. With your strength, you should be able to win a good ranking."
"If you have the intention, Master can run about on your behalf. Perhaps there will be a chance for you to enter the Shangchuan Sect."
Zhang Chengji hardly hesitated. He cupped his fists and bowed. "There is no need to trouble Master."
"This disciple has already started a family and is unwilling to travel far into the mountains."
"Moreover, the Shangchuan Sect is narrow-minded. If Master were to run about for this disciple's sake, you would inevitably suffer humiliation. This disciple could not bear it in his heart."
Cheng Lianshan sighed. After a moment of silence, he waved his hand. "All right, go on down."
Zhang Chengji bowed once more and withdrew to the side.
Mei Qinghe took his place and stepped forward, cupping his fists to Cheng Lianshan in salute. Then he set his boxing stance and continued the martial demonstration.
Chen Jing, at the side, listened as if lost in clouds and fog. He quietly shifted half a step toward Liang Youheng and asked in a lowered voice, "Sixth