"What's my chance of winning if I challenge the Blind Arrow?" After a long contemplation, Chen Yi asked.
Zhou Yitang held up one finger.
Chen Yi raised an eyebrow and said, "Just ten percent?"
"Less than ten." She spoke bluntly.
Chen Yi squinted his eyes. Even though these words weren't surprising, they were still quite discouraging.
"Why... Is it because I'm not in Second Rank? To me, this Blind Arrow, ranked tenth on the Martial Arts List, is merely at the level of First Grade's lower tier."
"I am only ranked ninth," Zhou Yitang replied.
"Is that the same?" Chen Yi asked with double standards.
The one-armed woman pondered without speaking.
Before she could respond, Chen Yi instead said, "What I'm trying to say is that he just happened to reach First Grade at seventy, barely squeezing into the top ten of the Martial Arts List. The gap between him and the top nine is likely larger than people imagine, so there's a chance I could win..."
