Nie Qingyun and the Cloud Mountain disciples saw Lu Zhou flying toward them slowly before landing on the cloud platform. They seemed curious.
Sikong Beichen stood at his original spot while Yao Qingquan and Zhao Jianghe moved to stand at his side.
Nie Qingyun cupped his fists together and said, "Senior Lu."
Lu Zhou nodded. He stroked his beard and said, "Nie Qingyun is a Ten-leaf cultivator, after all. It's almost impossible for you to win him when you're only a Nine-leaf cultivator. Why do you have to force yourself?"
Yu Zhenghai said, "I was so close… We've already fought to a draw."
Nie Qingyun did not know how to feel about this statement.
Lu Zhou shook his head and said, "You've fought 11 times. Sparring is all about knowing when to stop… If it's truly a contest of killing techniques, do you think you'll have the chance to flaunt all your skills?"
