Chen Fan ignored Bao Tianyou's gaze and frowned instead. "Where did Yan Lincu go?"
He secretly thought it was a pity.
Yan Lincu had a special physique. Cultivating True Technique would give him an advantage far beyond ordinary people's, perhaps even surpassing Feng Yuancheng.
White Cloud Martial Academy had once tried to recruit Yan Lincu, but unfortunately, the kid was impervious to both soft and hard tactics. Now, he had vanished without a trace.
Of all his old rivals, Yan Lincu was the only one Chen Fan still found interesting. Hearing that he was absent left him rather bored.
He yawned and casually asked, "Has Lin Qingyu broken through to the third level of martial arts?"
Bao Tianyou smiled helplessly. "When Lin Qingyu took part in the martial competition, she had only just completed her True Essence conversion and begun tempering her muscles. Even with pills, how could she be that fast? It has only been half a year!"
Chen Fan shook his head. That was indeed true. Lin Qingyu was extraordinarily gifted, comparable even to a core disciple at White Cloud Headquarters, but even so, how could she break through without a year or two of effort?
Bao Tianyou's expression sank as he lowered his voice. "That brat Yu Xingzheng, though—he had already tempered much of his musculature. Somehow, he won the favor of the Four Symbols Sect Master and was apparently granted pills. He has finished tempering his muscles and broken through to the third level. He came to Yan Capital City this time too!"
Chen Fan merely sneered. Yu Xingzheng's foundation was hardly any better than Bao Tianyou's. Completing muscle tempering at his age was indeed no easy feat, even faster than most geniuses.
But his foundation was what it was. He could not even compare to