"I missed the mark."
Chen Zui panted heavily. Honestly, he looked like a complete loser at that moment, but after decisively halting his advancement and single-handedly locking down the entire field, no one could believe that he was merely a Foundation Establishment Early Stage cultivator.
"You... why would you..." Why would a cultivator rather abandon an advancement than launch an attack?
Chen Zui raised his blade again and thrust it forward. This strike was already enough to decide the outcome of the battle. "We won."
Winning was enough.
As for advancement, it was not something that would slip through his fingers. If he did not advance today, there would naturally be another day. To straightforward Chen Zui, the blade always came first; cultivation was forever second.
His blade wanted to win, so without a second thought, he suppressed his advancing cultivation.
"Chen Zui-Zui, are you okay?" No exaggeration—Bian Chunchou's heart had nearly flown out of his chest just now. His two best friends, one forcefully taking a killing blow, the other pausing his advancement. At such a perilous moment, like dancing upon a blade's edge, all he could do was frantically draw talismans to protect their heart meridians.
Fortunately, the outcome was not too bad, though... it had been a miserable victory.
Bian Chunchou had just been about to rush over when dizziness struck him in an instant. He dropped to the ground with a thud. So dizzy... He tried to think with his muddled mind. I think I may have overused my spiritual power.
"Senior Brother Bian!"
How should one put it? The three of them were injured to roughly the same extent. After Elder Sui defeated his opponent, he turned to help the youngsters, only to discover... the youngsters seemed a little too capable.
"Not bad. Don't make