Rumor spread that the Crimson Wanderer was willing to fight more than a single person at a time. Should he lose, he would give the Elixir to the sect.
That news alone made everyone start to fight Alex in a group. They worked in a battle array their sect was used to and defeated Alex.
As Alex progressed backward through the strong bases back to the weaker ones, he had yet to win a single time. In the span of a few months, he had given away nearly 50 jars of Elixir.
There hadn't been a day when he had won.
Everyone imagined he would be mad about it, but that couldn't be further from the truth.
Alex was exhilarated. Fighting so many people at once improved his sword by so much. With that many people, he didn't have to hold back either. It was a fantastic time for him.
In the past year, his Sword Intent had seen terrific improvements, to the point that he was surprised he had even managed to reach this far in just that short a time.
