Shi Guang flew by, and before he knew it, another month had passed.
During this past month, Chen Zhuo did only three things.
He went to the Qiwu Sword Sect's Scripture Pavilion to borrow texts, brought them to the Spell repository to submit and optimize them, and then came out to watch the recordings.
The recordings referred to serious combat footage from the internal Selection Tournaments of other Junior Colleges.
A total of one hundred forty-three Junior Colleges in the entire Taiqing Domain participated in the Dao Tournament. With time on his hands either way, Chen Zhuo watched all one hundred forty-three finals and roughly picked out a few decent opponents.
The finals at these Junior Colleges were not very intense, mostly consisting of one-sided beatdowns, with very few matches managing to remain deadlocked for a while.
Judging by this, Sangluo Continent was right.
The Team Competition indeed aimed to secure second place while fighting for first. Other Junior Colleges either sent out five genuine junior college students or had only one core member.
The other vocational colleges either dispatched five genuine vocational students or had only a single core.
They truly could not compare to the dual-core lineup of the Taiqing Alchemy Vocational Technology College.
The main problem lay in the Individual Competition.
Just as the few individuals on the name list Sijing gave Chen Zhuo back then—aside from Professor Zhang's disciple, Ye Shuangning of the Shangxu Vocational College; Chang Qing of the Taiqing Swordsmanship Specialized College; and that Nascent Soul descendant, Qi Panqiu, who wielded a great divine ability capable of splitting half the Immortal Dao Potential—
There were also a few others whose strength was not bad either.
Yet they were merely not bad. The one who truly captured Chen Zhuo's attention was the number-one seed from