Wu Jian leaned against the wall, arms crossed, brow furrowed, thinking about his current dilemma.
Several days had passed since the tournament began. He and Huǒ Shuchang had won all of their matches so far. Not all of them had been easy, but none of them had pushed Wu Jian to the point where his bottleneck loosened.
Pills also wouldn’t help. They might be able to gather a lot of chi, but using them while trying to break through a minor subrealm could be detrimental to his cultivation.
They had already reached the top fifty, meaning their entrance into the White Tiger Ruins was guaranteed. That didn’t mean either of them planned to forfeit. Cultivators who entered first had the greatest chance of discovering whatever rewards were hidden inside. Wu Jian also hoped that the people he fough
