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So if luck was not enough, then make up for it with strength.

The moment the arena matches began, Chen Zui was the first to charge onto Arena A. That momentum of his was not something ordinary people possessed.

According to incomplete statistics, Yonglu Mountain had more than five thousand Qi Refining disciples. However, a large portion of them had already become Outer Sect stewards or elders, so they did not participate in the competition. Excluding the Outer Sect Foundation Establishment disciples and those whose cultivation was truly too shabby to show, there were still two thousand disciples participating in this Inner Sect competition for those below Foundation Establishment.

In other words, each arena had at least five hundred people. Winning five matches in a row out of five hundred might have sounded easy, but everyone's cultivation was fairly evenly matched. The weakest were at the Qi Refining Fifth Layer, while the strongest had reached the Qi Refining Peak. With such small gaps in cultivation, victory and defeat were indeed difficult to predict.

"Is that Senior Brother Chen from the Inner Sect? He actually went up so quickly."

"It's him. I heard that Senior Brother Chen Zui broke through to the Qi Refining Peak after only one year in the sect. A genius really is enough to make people jealous."

"Well, isn't that the truth? Among the Inner Sect disciples who entered the mountain gates last year, which one of them wasn't enough to make people jealous?"

As for the one who inspired the greatest jealousy, they did not even dare mention him. After all... such talent was far beyond mere envy. A Mutated Single Spiritual Root, and accepted as a disciple by a Body Integration Divine Venerable—so long as that young grand-uncle-master did not perish halfway through his path,