For Bai Xiu,
the word "opponent" was something he had almost never considered.
At least… he hadn't before.
After his talent awakened, he left all his peers in the dust, becoming the true definition of "undefeated at his level" in Changye.
A real genius does not seek to surpass others.
Instead, he seeks to constantly surpass himself.
He had long been without an opponent… if he had to name one, it could only be himself.
Rain and snow intermingled, falling on the umbrella.
Bai Lu looked at Little Xiuzi's calm and unruffled face.
"His name is Gu Shen, rated 'S-class' by the three institutions, and nobody knows what his real abilities are… Just half a year into his cultivation, he defeated Shen Li, the disciple of the Fourth Judge…"
Out of respect,
Bai Xiu had been quietly listening.
"If he is given one more year, he will grow very strong," Bai Lu said earnestly, "and by then, you will have many more troubles than this year."
"There are many troubles every year."
