Jiang Wang now made it his unshakable routine to absorb the Yang light into his pupils at noon, in addition to his morning and evening lessons.
The peak of cultivation was accumulated one handful of soil at a time; he never took it lightly.
Besides, he had developed another habit, which was to enter the Taixu Illusion Realm at the time of Xu.
"Ning Jianke" would certainly be there at this time.
It had almost become a tacit understanding; they would fight a battle every day at this time.
And then, depending on the situation, they would decide whether or not to fight another battle—usually when they felt they could perform better but hadn't managed to.
Tonight was no different.
"Ning Jianke" once again presented a high-quality display of swordsmanship and was defeated again.
The score between them had reached eleven to six.
If Jiang Wang won another match, the ratio of their wins to losses would become two to one.
