Building Strength

In truth, Chen Zui was at the Qi Refining Peak and cultivated the Dao of the Blade. Though his reputation was not as great as Wen Xu's, he was still a favored contender to win this Sect Grand Competition. Going by the odds, his would definitely be lower than Wen Xu's. Of course, all gambling was forbidden within Yonglu Mountain.

Chen Zui showed a disapproving look. "You two are really useless. You can't even compare to Junior Sister Jiang Ying from the Outer Sect."

"What happened to Senior Sister Jiang?" Lately, Senior Sister Jiang Ying seemed to be appearing rather frequently.

"She's already won five matches in a row today and secured a place in the finals."

"She's that fierce?"

"You're the one who's too lax."

After spending more time together, Chen Zui had become somewhat more talkative. Of course, that was only compared with his former self. Around people he did not know well, he remained extremely taciturn, speaking as little as possible. His mother had once told him that the more one spoke, the more mistakes one made. His mind was slow, so saying less could never go wrong.

As for before friends, Chen Zui felt that even if he said something wrong, it would not matter. Neither Wen Xu nor Bian Chunchou was petty enough to stop being friends with him over a word or two.

"What do you mean, too lax?" After returning yesterday and regulating his inner breath, Wen Xu had unusually chosen to sleep and rest. Only after waking today did he continue cultivating, which was why he had arrived late. "Chunchou, how was your match today? Sorry, I missed it."

Bian Chunchou quietly raised a hand. "For certain reasons, it was postponed until tomorrow."

Wen Xu: ...

"Oh, right, Wen Xu-Xu, do you