Yu Ling, who was beneath the stage, could not help but shake her head. "Forget it. You might not even be able to defeat me, let alone Wei Qilin."
She acknowledged that Su Yu had surprising talents. His silver bow's aid was as a god's aid. Even a strong person like Liu Li had been defeated by a single arrow. However, having experienced how frightening Wei Qilin was for herself, Yu Ling did not have any hopes for Su Yu.
Most of the people agreed with her words. In the end, a weapon and its power played only minor roles in martial arts. If Su Yu wanted to defeat Wei Qilin, he still had a long way to go.
Su Yu, however, wore a calm expression. He then swept his eyes past Yu Ling expressionlessly. "Even though one has lost in terms of his martial arts, he might still be able to catch up if he works many times harder. However, if one's mind determines that he will lose, then he will lose forever."
