"I actually failed again..."
"And this time, Qin Xiao didn't even fight me..."
In the dark room, Long Aotian clenched his back teeth so hard they nearly shattered.
This had been no small blow to him.
He had thought the gap between him and Qin Xiao had already narrowed considerably, only to find that it had grown even wider.
The gulf between his expectations and reality left him reeling.
Will I never be able to defeat him in this lifetime?
On the way back, Long Aotian had asked himself that question more than once.
But even after racking his brains, he could find no way to redeem himself.
He truly couldn't accept it.
Yet if someone asked him to resort to schemes and underhanded tricks, he couldn't do that either.
A real man had to stand tall and fight openly!
"If a fight between Soul Masters doesn't produce a winner and a loser, can it even be called a fight?
Winning and losing are only natural. You lost today, so go back and train hard. Then beat him tomorrow. Isn't that all there is to it?
Without competition, there can be no progress. I hope you'll understand that principle by tomorrow."
Just then, a voice suddenly spoke behind Long Aotian.
He hurriedly turned around and saw a familiar figure.
"Sect Master!"
Indeed.
The man before him wore an emerald-green robe and had a bald crown with long hair around it. He was Du Busi, the Sect Master of the Body Sect.
After Qin Xiao left, he had come to find Long Aotian.
To his surprise, he had still somewhat overestimated Long Aotian's ability to withstand a psychological blow.
The young man looked as though he was about to give up on himself.
Fortunately, Du Busi had arrived in time to