After flying for some time, the departing crowd of the Hundred Schools of Philosophers finally came to a halt.
"Teacher, I feel indignant at admitting our defeat just like that!" one of the young men exclaimed.
"While Zhang Jiuxiao might be improving swiftly," another young man added through clenched teeth, "as long as we go all out right from the start, we might still be able to defeat him. Also, the head of the Zhang Clan might simply be skilled at imparting knowledge. If Sword Saint Xing's words were true, that would be the first time that the head of the Zhang Clan had come into contact with the heritage of the Zhang Clan! No matter how talented he is, there's no way his comprehension of temporal laws could possibly surpass ours within a single hour!"
Given that they had not completed the mission that the Hundred Schools of Philosophers had entrusted to them, they would surely be severely punished upon their return!
