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What kind of disciple can truly be called a genius?
Over the years, this question has sparked debates among various Major Sects. Some believe that not only must one possess exceptional talent, but they should also have dual spiritual roots to be considered a genius in their own right. Others argue that a disciple's comprehension and learning speed are what truly matter. Yet, many contend that the sense of righteousness within one's heart ultimately determines a person's future achievements.
From Bu Luo's perspective, standing before Gu Cuo was Cai Jiang, who seemed to meet every one of these criteria. Before encountering Cai Jiang, Gu had thought that among all the people he had met, only two and a half could genuinely be called geniuses.
Those two were Yin Tianheng and Ye You. The remaining individuals—Hong Yulong, Mu Qinglong, Sima Wuduan, Xiao Zhang—were not on the same level as Tenglan, known as Zhongshang.
In Gu's eyes, the Chief of the Academy possessed a conviction far stronger than theirs. Although they had never engaged in deep conversations and their encounters were brief, Gu could see an indomitable will and unwavering belief reflected in Tenglan's eyes, along with an unshakeable confidence in himself.
As for why he considered only two and a half geniuses, it was because Tenglan's confidence seemed to rest solely on his own shoulders. Or perhaps it was that Yan Dong's Mok Ming Academy had already lost faith; this loss of confidence quietly influenced Tenglan's path forward, leaving even him uncertain about what kind of road he would ultimately tread.
After more than half a year, Gu found himself face to face with someone who could rival Tenglan. It was clear that Cai Jiang had not lost faith in his Sect; his eyes lacked the hesitation that characterized Tenglan.
"Junior brother Gu, please enlighten me," said Cai Jiang.
"Senior brother, please guide me," replied Gu.
Unexpectedly, neither of them rushed into action. Instead, they both summoned their spiritual weapons and engaged in combat mid-air, creating a scene that felt less dazzling than the previous spell bombardments.
"Junior brother has a question he wishes to ask senior brother; may I seek your guidance?" Gu inquired.
"Oh? If I knew it, I certainly wouldn’t keep it to myself," Cai Jiang responded.
The two spiritual weapons clashed fiercely in the sky, but the two individuals, like pieces in a chess game, arrived at the center of the Dueling Platform and sat down. Gu moved casually, while Cai Jiang maintained a dignified posture.
Previously, Junior Brother Floating Mountain observed that once someone achieved nine consecutive victories, they would inevitably be eliminated in the tenth round. Why not let them persist for ten rounds before being sent off?
What difference does it make between nine rounds and ten? If one lacks the strength, they naturally should not remain in the Arena any longer.
So, may I ask, Senior Brother, who determines whether one has that strength?
"The person defending the Arena has the final say. If one is truly strong, why would they care about challenging anyone? And how could they be unaware of any arrangements or schemes behind the scenes? Everything there is earned through their own efforts; they cannot blame others but themselves."
What if someone deliberately threw a match?
Friends helping each other does not count, but if there are ulterior motives involved and with several elders present, could they really not see through it?
Senior Brother, you are mistaken; the elders have great confidence.
If they lacked even that little confidence, how could they pursue the Heavenly Path?
What if you lose again next time?
Then we will fight again next month.
Good.
Gu shouted loudly, feeling a weight lift from his chest. He never expected that shortly after entering this realm, he would encounter someone like Cai Jiang who resonated with his character. It was somewhat difficult to comprehend—Cai Jiang was noble, friendly, steadfast, and humble. Gu found it strange that such radiant humanity existed in this world. Just by looking at Cai Jiang before him, Gu knew that his previous journey to Cheng Zong had not been in vain. He wondered how many disciples like Cai Jiang were out there. If only he had been able to walk alongside them before; it would not have been impossible to say they were comrades.
The senior brother observed his move, reflecting on the saying that while flowers may look the same year after year, people change with time.
With a smile that concealed his true feelings, he took out a fine wine from the Spatial Ring and placed it before them. As he recited verses from ancient poets, the Regulation Ruler floated gracefully in the air, evoking a sense of time slipping away.
He wielded the Immovable Wind and Cloud Sword, ready to counter my Time Blossoms technique.
As soon as he finished speaking, he used two fingers of his right leg to control the sword. The Spirit Sword Ruler's attack was met with a steadfast defense, embodying the essence of turbulent winds and rains, yet remaining utterly unmoved. Indeed, it was true that he did not waver amidst the storm. My Time Blossoms technique not only failed to bloom but also revealed the erosion of time itself. In the face of this relentless passage of time, Cai Jiang's Immovable Wind and Cloud Sword had been broken before. However, Cai Jiang quickly adapted and unleashed the Little Tranquil Sword, which successfully neutralized Gu Na's Time Blossoms attack.
He had won that round. Gu Yi took a sip of the fine wine, savoring its flavor as Time and Space converged in this place filled with mist and haze.
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