"Sis, do you think I'll be able to catch the Monarch's eye, get recruited into Star Fall Mountain, and be given intensive training?"
The moonlit night was dotted with countless stars.
Chen Xing tilted his head back, his gaze fixed on the brightest patch of the night sky.
"Your strength is certainly impressive, but achieving your goal will be difficult." Chen Yuan let out a soft sigh. "You probably can't even get past Fang Yang."
Chen Xing was indignant when he heard this.
He used to admit he was no match for Fang Yang, as their cultivation realms were different.
But now that they were both at Tier One Peak, there was no reason he couldn't beat Fang Yang.
...
Meanwhile, behind the Medicine Hall.
Zhang Ye, who had just recovered from a serious illness, kept his doors tightly shut, showing no sign that he planned to participate in the Army-wide Grand Competition.
His behavior left his cousin, Zhang Le, utterly baffled.
