Chapter 119

The gap between ordinary people and geniuses truly ran deeper than the waters of the Vast Sea Region.

"Wuwuwuwu—"

"Why are you crying? You... fine, my condolences." Hehe, it wasn't him who had drawn Little Martial Granduncle. His hopes of advancing had grown again. Then, the very next second, he could no longer laugh, because he had drawn Senior Sister Xia Ying from the Inner Sect.

Thus, the two of them clung to each other and burst into tears.

Naturally, the drawing results left some delighted and others miserable. Wen Xu drew an Outer Sect junior brother at the Seventh Layer of Qi Refining and swiftly won the match, tossing his name into the drawing artifact for the second round.

As for Bian Chunchou... well, if you said his luck was bad, he hadn't drawn any senior brothers or sisters at the Qi Refining Peak. But if you said his luck was good, then he...

"You two really are fated," Chen Zui stated another plain truth.

What was this supposed to be? This was the Inner Sect tournament! Why was he running into Lin Congcong, that little bastard, again on a narrow road?! Couldn't they come up with something new? This was already the third time the plum blossoms had bloomed!

Bian Chunchou climbed onto the stage reluctantly, but when he saw the surprise on Lin Congcong's face, he finally felt a little happier.

"Don't think that just because you advanced, you can beat me."

"Even if I hadn't advanced, I'd still beat you!"

Who didn't know how to talk big? The two bickered like elementary school kids for a couple of lines before finally beginning their duel in earnest. As the saying went, the first time was unfamiliar, the second time familiar. Both Bian Chunchou and Lin Congcong had