Gao Yang had held the top spot in the Cyan Qilin Battle for years. He was long accustomed to looking down on disciples of the same realm and had absolute confidence in his strength.
In his view, Yang Jing had only managed to take first place this time because he and Xu Ziqiang weren't there. If Yang Jing were to truly face him, he probably wouldn't even last ten moves.
Hearing this, his friend beside him immediately understood and laughed, chiming in, "But of course! In next month's Cyan Qilin Battle, that kid will get a proper taste of your strength, Senior Brother. I guarantee he'll learn that there's always someone better. Tsk tsk, now that you have your eyes on him, that kid is in for a vicious beating."
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「Deep within Zhenyue Peak.」
A spacious mansion with blue bricks and black tiles stood silently. Its courtyard was wide, paved with smooth bluestone slabs, and flanked by several vigorous, ancient pines that gave it a somewhat solemn air.
