The Beginning of the Tournament

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A week passed quickly. Wu Jian sat on his bed with his legs crossed, eyes closed, and fingers forming the shape of the tiger seal. Chi flowed through his body as he contemplated the intricacies of his cultivation method. Loud snoring echoed from the bed. Huǒ Shuchang was fast asleep. Wu Jian paid him no mind as he focused inward. He was close to breaking through, but it felt like there was something stopping him. If he had to describe it, he would have said it felt like there was a wall preventing his energy from flowing further. “Great. I’ve encountered a bottleneck,” Wu Jian murmured with a sigh. This wasn’t his first bottleneck, but it was inconvenient to encounter one right now. He could only hope something happened soon to loosen it so he could break through. The morning sun fini

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