Yun Zheng glanced down at the comatose Yan Chen and said slowly, "This time, Yan Chen not only failed to advance to the late Supreme Realm, but his cultivation level regressed to the early Supreme Realm. Fortunately, his future cultivation journey will be smoother."
"When will Yan Chen wake up?" Zhongli Wuyuan asked.
Yun Zheng raised her eyes and said, "He will probably wake up tomorrow, so you don't have to worry too much."
"Brother Shen's cultivation..."
Mu Yin looked regretful and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
Yu Qiu chuckled, "You should worry about yourself. Yan Chen's training speed will be several times faster than yours. By then, you will probably be the last one left."
Mu Yin was stunned: "???"
How could he not have thought of this aspect? Brother Chen's physique had changed, and his cultivation speed would be even faster in the future. If he surpassed him in an instant, wouldn't he be the last one at the bottom for ten thousand years?
When he thought of this, Mu Yin's expression suddenly became firm and filled with a strong desire to fight.
He turned and stared at Feng Xinglan, "Brother Lan, let's have a sparring match!"
Feng Xinglan took a look at Mu Yin and found that he had just broken through to the late stage of the Supreme Realm and his foundation was not yet completely solid. He nodded gently and said, "I'll practice with you."
Until Mu Yin's foundation was completely stabilized.
Mu Yin didn't know at this moment that he would be crushed and beaten for nine days and nine nights.
Mu Yin nodded solemnly.
They decided to have a competition and went straight to the back mountain of Shuo Palace.
Although the mountain behind Shuo Palace was called a "mountain" at this time, it had long since become a huge deep pit. The traces of battle in the pit were somewhat too "shocking".
Yun Zheng stayed in the hall and used the power of light to nourish Yan Chenyun's dantian and foundation.
The other friends also found a place to sit in the hall and watched some advanced martial arts and fighting skills.
An hour later, Yun Zheng withdrew her light-type spiritual power.
Yan Chen's face on the bed gradually became rosy, no longer as pale and sickly as it was at the beginning.
Yun Zheng greeted her friends first and then walked out of the hall.
She walked back to her bedroom step by step. She looked at the surrounding buildings in a trance, feeling a little sad.
She hasn't seen A Shuo for more than half a year.
Didn't he say he would be back soon?
It seems like he...broke his promise.
Yun Zheng lowered her eyes to hide her emotions. As she returned to her bedroom,
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