"Still laughing?"
Chu Yu glared fiercely at Zhong Lin.
"Sorry, sorry, couldn't help it. Your luck is really unmatched, haha."
Zhong Lin laughed heartily.
It was previously mentioned that the Outer Disciple competition doesn't have any point system or round-robin tournaments. It's simply win and advance, lose and fall back. There's no need to complain about bad luck; luck is also part of one's strength.
Perhaps the top ten might have more matches to determine rankings, but beyond that, it's not worth thinking about.
Chu Yu faced Suo Yu in the first round. With her skill level, she naturally wasn't his match. This year's competition is out of the question for her; she'll just have to wait until next time.
Chu Yu sighed and said, "I can't really blame bad luck. If I had your strength, I wouldn't need luck; I could just bulldoze through, sigh!"
"Then train hard. With your cultivation progress, you will definitely be in the top ten in the next competition."
